My dear friends,
It’s me, your lovable and not-nearly-as-naughty-as-some-would-have-you-believe Boots! There isn’t much newsy news for me this month, at least according to the human beans, so I thought I’d take the chance to fill you in on the glorious napping I’ve been doing.
Now, just like any self-respecting cat, I love sleep. Sleep is manna to my soul, and some naps are truly noteworthy. I made sure to spend at least 75% of each day this month snoozing, and, boy, did I make the most of it! Here are a few tidbits from my “napping journal”:
March 8: No sign of spring yet, contrary to what that silly groundhog said. Next year, they should check with me. Tried the ‘bump on a log’ napping technique today; draped myself along a human’s leg. Quite nice, provided the person doesn’t move for a long time. Fleshy people work better for this.
March 15: I’m gonna get that groundhog – it’s still wintry out! On the other hand, it’s good napping weather. There’s this gigantic new bed in the lobby. I heard someone call it a dog bed, but as far as I’m concerned, it’s a Boots bed. It also makes for a nice springboard into a person’s lap if I need a change of sleeping surface.
March 25: Snow today! Punxatawney Phil is officially on notice. I know this big-shot lawyer guy in Ohio; maybe he’ll file a lawsuit for me. That big bed (which I’ve been calling my marshmallow) is still in the lobby, and boy, do I love it. I can sleep right in the middle, and no other cat can get anywhere near me. Sweet!
I’m happy to report that spring did finally arrive, and I can see the leaves coming out on the hills across from Tabby’s Place. Phil and I are not back on speaking terms yet, but I’ll have to cut him some slack. After all, everyone makes mistakes (and remember, this is coming from the cat who likes to beat on sweet kitties like Oksana. We can’t be perfect all of the time, can we?)
Oh, and before I forget, my correspondent wanted me to tell you – my ultrasound is coming up soon, so keep your fingers crossed that my heart disease is still stable!
Alright folks, my special marshmallow bed is calling my name, and as a responsible member of the feline species, I have a duty to answer. If you can stop by for a visit, you know where to find me!
Love,
Boots