In which I retitle this blog, "omg look what mah kitteh did LOL!!!!!1"

From Bruce

Came in to find Bruce playing dead like a preschooler, tongue sticking out and legs akimbo. Naturally, I took a picture before I poked him to see if he still lived.

Almost the perfect place.

It's finally getting warm out here (it was in the 50s yesterday!), so I've been leaving a window open.  Bruce loves it. 

From Bruce

The only trouble is that the sun gets so hot that he'll start panting and panting and breathing harder and harder and finally it gets to be too much for him, so he's forced to move. 

From Bruce

He did this all day long yesterday.  Windowsill, floor, windowsill, floor, windowsill, flo-oh hey awesome blind thingies BAT-PAW-TACKLE-or...  

(Yes, I am turning into the crazy cat lady who does nothing but talk about the hilarious antics of her feline companion.  Leave me alone.  It's either that or no blog posts at all, since there is nothing of interest going on in my life at the moment.)

The battle is joined.

And one came forth to join this mighty pantheon, and lo, he was furry, and black, with green eyes, and missing a fair few teeth, and consumed by cowardice such that he hid under the bed for two days. But in the end, the world will tremble beneath the iron fist of...


Bruce the Cat