My Happy Box

 

[My happy box]

Hi!  I'm Varya. Ru's hiding in her underwear drawer 'cuz bigger cats keep picking on her. I wanna show my happy box. I love boxes. I like the big ones that give me lots of space, the little ones that make me feel nice and snug, the new round one upstairs that is nice and soft, the one Ru talked about last week. but there's this new box that has a clear cover.  It makes me feel safe and protected. I climb in it all the time. 

[That's me in the box.]

It's a box that's just my size.  Nobody else can fit there, and nobody can attack me, but I can still swat them from the safety of my happy, safe box that protects me. It's just my box, and I think it's amazing.  Kind of like Ru's drawer, but safer. The people don't seem to like me to be here. Something about the word "plastic." Dunno what that means, but it's my box. All mine. Suddenly, though, it disappeared. I want it to come back. Other boxes are just not the same. They don't protect me like this one. My box.

How to Worship a Cat

[The Pedestal]

Ruru the Cat here.  So my people brought home yet another cat pedestal on which we put ourselves, so they can worship us.  I thought it looked pretty nifty.  See that box at the top?  I can imagine that would be a great little box to sit in, so everyone could see us well.  

[My beautiful cat tree. MINE. Not theirs.]

It's not nearly as awesome as my giant cat tree. It's not even as decent as my old cat tree.  But I was all prepared to break it in. I saw it, so I claimed it. Then, it disappeared upstairs, into the room that used to be mine.  I hear Phoenix, Paige, and Varya love to sit in it 'cuz it's a comfy, soft box.  Let me tell you to show a cat a lovely, comfy spot like that then to tear it away before a cat has the chance to even try it out is just not right.  It's definitely NOT the way to worship a cat correctly.  To worship a cat, you have to give her what she wants.  And I want that new cat tree thing NOW.  Why does no one ever listen to me? 

Another Monster in My House

[Look at that monster.]

Ruru the Cat here.  Our neighbors/my people's relatives must think they're funny.  They brought this NEW dog into my house.  For several minutes, they had me going, making me think it was going to stay.  I don't even want the dogs I HAVE.  What would make them think I'd want another one?  

[Keep your distance, beast.]

Fortunately, I didn't have to get anywhere near that monster.  I've seen their other dogs.  These things start out small and grow to full-blown YETI size.  I seriously think this one is going to do the same.  It's like they put some kind of growth potion on those little things to make them HUGE. At least our dogs stay small and less scary. I let my dogs go sniff it instead.  I don't have to smell it to know I don't want it here.  It's a DOG.  

[See Bean's ears flat to his head? Yeah. That sums it up for me.  

Bean acted freaked out by the thing, so at least he has some brain cells.  The other two acted like they wanted to be its best friend.  Once those people left with their fat little dog thing, I breathed a sigh of relief.  But then, my people came back yesterday smelling like they'd touched it, like they may invite it back in.  Just say no to dogs.  Not kidding.