Couch, couch, chair, table, another table, yet another table, box, box, bench, play pen, chair, more chairs, lawn mower, box, fake potted tree, bookcase, box, box, box, bed, pillows, table, box, box, tote, box, box…
I suppose those boxes could be filled with cat toys but I don’t see any cat towers. What kind of new neighbors wouldn’t have a cat tower?? Mom, you need to ask those weird new neighbors to fix that.
Looks like we caught Tessa exhibiting her Gladys Kravitz Syndrome*
*In the 1960’s U.S. situation comedy, “Bewitched,” the main family named the Stephens lived across the street from Gladys Kratvitz. Gladys was the quintessential nosey neighbor. Gladys was sure that something was up with the Stephens and more than a few times blew situations way out of proportion.
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Just a couple of days before Christmas, Mustacheo stopped by to visit! We hadn’t seen him since the renters moved out of the house next door. We had searched the neighborhood for him when we found out he didn’t belong to the renters. We were very worried because we thought he belonged to them and because he is old, thin, and partially deaf. He used to spend a lot of time at the renters with their old, deaf cat so naturally we thought he was theirs. Technically, we still don’t know who he belonged to, but…
… A woman in one of the nearby cul-de-sacs has taken him in, having taken to him. We were happy to learn that, and to discover Mustacheo has put on a little bit of weight. His fur looks and feels magnificent and he didn’t seem to be as wobbly on his feet as we’ve seen him in the past. He’s doing very well with a warm place to stay and sleep, good food to eat, and love to bask in. Yippee for Mustacheo!