no one of consequence.

The key to putting claw covers on a cat seems to be doing it in the morning while he’s sleeping.

Also, want something deep-fried.

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I want my cat back.

Fucking bastard drivers. Have to treat this stretch of road like a speedway. The guy across the hall had his dog hit a couple of months ago. I should have shut the cats up then. But Lucky is such a madman, if i keep him in for a day he goes berzerk, usually leaving me bloody to the elbow. And how do you keep one cat out of two in?

So our sweet Charlie, who used to come sleep on my pillow at night is gone.

Edited to add:

Funny how people scold the pet owner about letting their cat out. You never hear anyone scolding the fucking scumbags behind the wheel who dont pay enough attention to avoid hitting a fairly light colored animal on a well-lit city street. I’ve seen drivers who can and do stop for fucking sparrows and squirrels, let alone a cat.

Murderous bastard, whoever you are, I curse you to get *EVERYTHING* you deserve.

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Fine, fine things for a quiet, cool October morning.

First, have nowhere to go. Just relax. Snuggle the mate before rising, but leave them to sleep if they so desire.

Second. Take your time, read the morning papers, even if it’s Google news and your blogroll. Avoid political news, we’re trying to relax.

Third, add a cup of good coffee. Maybe some toast or breakfast pastry if you like food in your AM.

Fourth, have a happy, snuggly cat. Preferably one with a good loud purr who licks your nose when he’s truly pleased.

Pet loudly purring cat, catch up on the world, sip coffee, enjoy the new smell of autumn.

These are the moments to live for. Charlie-Cat strongly agrees.

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OK, so now we know who the slayer of birds is. I had my suspicions, based on who it is thats fond of feathers, and I’m proven correct.

Charlie just brought us a sparrow. This one was still alive, and almost got away from him here in the apartment. He recaptured it, and after I followed him through three circuits of the apartment in an attempt to get it away from him, has taken it back outside.

Lucky has also been doing his share. He was under the rack that holds the coffee-maker and toaster oven the other night, his furry little head planted into the gap under the wall heater there. Which is hands-down the most popular mouse entry to the kitchen. Apparently he prefers prey that scurries rather than flapping.

Circle of life folks. Your furry little princelings and princesses are carnivorous hunters. Just be happy for those days when you dont have to clean up after it.

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