I have no desire to annoy myself or my readers with all of the usual news to annoy. Instead, I present to you: Fresh Gracie pictures. She is happy, happy, happy, and she proves that by rolling on the patio, thus giving our readers a chance to compare-and-contrast her belly now with that of Frankenkitty Gracie.
On the same day, we have a picture of Tigger with no legs. This is known in the cat world as “Meatloaf” position, and I point out that Tig as meatloaf would likely feed a family of eight. The slight blurriness is due to my having to take the picture through the glass door, because most of the time, when I open the door to get a clear shot, Tig moves out of his position to ask “Are you gonna pet me? Pet me? Huh? Pet me?”
That look on his face, however, is his “I am content, happy, and I love you” look.
Happy, contented kitties. One of them is currently yowling for attention as I write this. (That would be Gracie, waiting impatiently in her tissue-paper nest for me to come over and pay homage.)
It is going to be a lazy Saturday for me. I worked hard this week.
Must… not… skritch… monitor…
Wow – Gracie’s got her tummy fur all back. Looks good.