Feeling better

Thanks to everyone for their kind wishes yesterday - I feel much better now. I stayed in my bed all day until mum got home from work, then I made her sit on the couch and I sat in her lap for a couple of hours. Later that night mum said she knew I was feeling better because I did Huffle zoomies around the house. I didn't get to eat much dinner though because that poo-face Salvador ate most of it.

But, last night I was sleeping on the bed between mum and dad, and dad squished me! Mum was complaining about him taking up too much space too. Honestly, what's an explorer cat to do? I went and slept in my Huffle bed where no-one can roll on me. Much safer that way.

Here's a picture of me outside in the backyard from the weekend. Dad has these wooden horse things (they don't look anything like horses to me so I don't know what he's talking about) which I like to sit on.

Long weekend

I had another spack last night. It was in the middle of the night and I woke mum and dad up. It was great! They say I sound like a herd of elephants when I hoon up the stairs after a spack. I don't know what they're talking about, I'm not the size of an elephant!

This is an elephant:

I don't think I look like an elephant at all so how could I sound like one? Mum and dad are silly.

Keep them guessing

I just had the BEST huffle spack. I was at the back door and galloped all the way to the front of the house, did a screeching u-turn (we have big shiny tiles downstairs so it's hard for a black cat to get a grip) and bolted up the stairs. Mum and dad were astounded.

When I come down the stairs, I do a kind of bunny hop with both my back paws together. I've never lived in a house with stairs before so I didn't know how they worked when I first got here. I do my best!