Bleck!

I am officially SICK of this hot weather.

I also wish to protest the lack of time being spent to play with me and give me special attention.

Time to do washing, dad.


(Ed note: Yes, she managed to pick dad's side of the bed...)

Delicious!

Mmmmmmm!

After a hot day of lazing around, cats need a special dinner.

This is a new treat. While personally I think the name "Tom's" is dumb, the tuna is very tasty indeed.

I'm a bit concerned, though - even dad was sniffing and poking at it appreciatively when he opened the tin. And as he forgot the groceries were being delivered TOMORROW and not tonight...well let's just say I had to quickly go back and finish off the bowl.

I'll definitely need to send him out to buy more.

Guarding?

A pox on those squirrels!

Here I was, quietly resting in bed, and they rudely scamper across my porch roof.

Really it's too hot to chase them -- so I'm half-resting, half-guarding.

They know I'm here. I'm thinking scary thoughts.