Vigilance Thwarted

Hey! Over here! You shut the door on me!Why'd you do that?

Didn't I tell you someone new was here?

Shouldn't I be out there making sure he's okay? He's playing with the Old Guy. I could play too!
I just want to sniff a little and hug his leg and check out his bag and his pockets.

You'd feel safer if I did, you know you would.

I'm waiting.

I'm right here.

Go on, open the door.

Toby sets priorities straight.

Okay, enough with the blogging already.

I don't mind being a laptop cat but this computing stuff goes on too long.

So give me that camera already.

I'm going to show you where your priorities should be!

See that empty dish? There should be something in it!

Like, right now!

That's the idea. Hurry up!

You humans are so slow.

Yum. Num.

Don't go away.

I'm going to want more.

Toby takes over

What is that dog saying about me?

Who put him in charge?

I do NOT keep my eyes closed all the time.

I just have incredible reflexes and am fast enough to shut them before the flash goes off. I think it's time I straightened out a few things around here.

Love is a many legged thing

Dear Reader,

Oh happiness...oh joy...oh wonderful day!

I'm in love.

It was an unexpected thing.

I was just checking out the Original Inhabitant's old crate out in the breezeway.

And there - half hidden in a pile of abandoned toys - there she was!

Her glorious plumpness!

Her amazing abundance of legs!

Her pinkness!

I rescued her immediately.

I gave her a cuddle and promised her fun and adventure with someone who would appreciate her.

I kept an eye on the Original Inhabitant. This doll was mine now.
I didn't want any trouble.

It was a little awkward when she met up with my old fave, the Bedtime Bear.

I think they understood that I'm just a guy with a big heart - I can love 'em both.

Bear can wait around for a while, 'cause right now I've gotta be with her.

My lovely pink octopus!

We're all in the same room

Dear Reader,

Well, Stealth Cat has not got the camouflage bit down yet.

Thinks he's hidden.

All stretched out there in the middle of the floor - showing off his flexible spine.

At least he's finally come upstairs with the rest of us.

He's got the Original Inhabitant worried.

She's just not sure what that Cat is.

Or whether he is supposed to be inside.

Says she's pretty sure she's chased things like that out of the yard.

I have to reassure her.
He's a little crazy,
but he's our buddy.


I think she's catching on.
Must be due to my incredible powers of persuasion.

I didn't do it

What?

Why're you looking at me?

Shreds of paper all over the floor?

Must have been the Cat. I've been lying here all day.

Haven't moved.

Seriously.

You Can't See Me

Ha!
That Cat thinks you'll mistake him for a package of muffins!
He's concentrating on thinking "I belong on the counter, I belong on the counter"

Think he fools anyone?
No way!

Now me, when I don't want to be found they just can't find me.

I know how it's done.

You see a dog here?

Right.

I'm not even twitching.

Okay, maybe I left the teeniest clue.

But it took them a long time to find it.