Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Day 3

I came home from work today to a big, steaming pile of barfed up cat food, so it looks like things are pretty much back to normal. I was unable to locate Claude when I first walked in, leading me to worry that he had either rendered himself invisible or slipped out through the tiny crack between the air conditioner and the window frame, but it turned out he was in his new favorite napping place, on a chair underneath the kitchen table:


It's a big day for me because my pigeon abatement products finally arrived in the mail. Claude was quite taken with the box. I think he likes it because it says "Absolute Bird Control."

Here he is doing his Phyllis Diller impression:

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

We, the mice of the apartment, wish to formally protest the addition of another cat onto the premises. Even though he does not have any teeth, he is still a menace.

We hope to come to a peaceful resolution of this matter.