We moved the four blocks to the new place, but now my humans don’t want to do door service like they’re supposed to. They installed this flap for me, but I can’t figure it out. Sometimes, they just shove me out.

The ears healed up nicely (and quicker than I feared), but did a raccoon really have to beat up on me the other day? I have a nasty cut on my head that the humans are clucking over.

I’m gonna go sleep in the closet now so they’ll leave me alone.

Not mites, an ear infection. Mom will no doubt inflict the yellow goo of doom upon me for longer than I’d like.

I came down with rather a nasty case of mites, so it’s several weeks of indignity for me. Alas.

Mom was nice enough to upgrade my wordpress installation. Now I’ve just got to get her to get me a real blog theme again.

Neighbor kitty, an older orange guy, passed away on Friday. Dad and Mom showed lots of love in his last moments. I didn’t want to come around for a while, but now I know they’ll take care of me when that time comes. I haven’t been posting much, mostly because it’s been so nice outside.

I think I’m going to go lie down in the sun, matter of fact.

Some of you were worried, and I appreciate that. But I’ve just been hanging out at home. Everything’s been fine, especially since the humans now offer wet food. Doc says it’ll help keep me from going back. A man with my taste buds at heart!

Speaking of taste buds, I caught a bird last week. Ate all but a few feathers. When I was a kitten, I’d have eaten even the tailfeathers, but my tastes are more discriminating now.

Karsten’s cat Chandra has gone to The Big Sleep after a long struggle with renal failure. Karsten had been keeping Chandra comfy, but Chandra died as a result of a low hematocrit, meaning too little oxygen for his brain. Karsten and the vet had tried a human hormone, but Chandra grew resistant. Sleep well, furry brother.

I keep getting email from worried folks.

My typing isn’t the best. Silly human keyboards.

I’ve been spending my time, like most falls, snoozing in the closet while I grow my winter coat. Plus it’s been very wet, which is loathsome.

It’s extra fluffy, you know.

Pretty stripy coat!

The humans have stopped shoving things down my throat.

And now the vet has convinced them to give me some better food. Yumm!

I also feel a lot better, back into my old fighting shape. Watch out!

I’m sitting outside the house, using the wireless access to post.

The humans have been squeezing this salmon-flavored liquid down my throat. I’m not thirsty, I tell you.

And then there’s the pill.

I just want to sleep a bit, okay?

And I hurt some.

Can we just leave the cat alone for a while? Sheesh.

The cute nurse said that I can go home today, but not for a while yet.

The white-haired guy that felt me up has to talk sternly to mom.

What a relief it’ll be to get home!

…that they put me into a cage. I haven’t been hungry. I haven’t been drinking water. Is this such a bad thing?

They drove me for hours until I came to a small place, where they dragged me around a couple of different places.

Mom let me out of my cage and I jumped down to explore. Then a guy came in.

Oh, him. He’s given me shots before. I ran and huddled under the stool.

Then the pervert felt me up. Grr.

He says I’m subnormal. Hey, who you callin’ subnormal?

Then they put me in a much bigger, nicer cage, and mom went away.

Mom?

Dad?

You aren’t just leaving me here, are you?

I’ve been napping a lot lately.

The humans are concerned.

I’m just tired, okay?

It’s the season of falling sky, when rain is everywhere.

I hate fall.

I don’t mind growing my beautiful, lucious, thick winter coat, though.

Pretty, stripy fur!

Go, me!