Flying Kitties

I wasn’t going to admit this but Sunday afternoon the four of us were napping together. Alias in his familiar spot, chin, resting on my knees, Kenta up against my left leg, Norma against my right. I was half asleep half awake, lucid dreaming. The dream turned into a nightmare with a mob chasing me. I leaped onto a building but had to pull my legs up hard. And unfortunately this led to three airborne cats. Thankfully, Alias for one, forgave me. He took the same position in the evening. 
 

Goofy on the Nip

All three partook which is unusual Usually Kenta doesn’t show much interest and Norma gets the goofiest. This time Kenta took the prize.
 

His Many Faces

 

Alias can say so much with the movement of his pupils.

My Pal

One of my very favorite moments of the day comes after Kenta finishes eating his dinner. Because he scarfs his food down faster and with more enthusiasm than I’ve ever seen in a cat, I have to make sure he doesn’t steal Norma or Alias’ dinners. (Alias is a very slow eater.) I used to carry Kenta upstairs to the living room couch hold him and stroke his soft fur. He would purr deeply. I’d eventually let him go and he’d race downstairs. I realized I didn’t know if Norma and Alias were actually done (Did I mention Alias is a very slow eater?)

So our routine has changed. Instead of carrying upstairs, he now follows me up the stairs knowing that he’ll get a treat. So I give him a treat, often Greenies because the vet said they might help keep his teeth cleaner. Or sometimes his hairball goop that he loves. I love that he matches my pace up the stairs even though he could race up them much faster than me. Instead, he runs up right next to me, foot after foot. He changes speeds if I slow down or speed up. He runs with a swagger, tail proudly swishing back and forth in the best Diego-San style ever. 

Long History

Just like Theo, and before him, Mr. Max, Norma loves to sit in my 50 year old clothes hamper.

The Life of a Cat

This is one of the last things I saw yesterday morning as I left the house for work. Sometimes, they make it very hard to leave for work…
 

Conquered

It took a little time, and almost squishing his sister, but Kenta finally conquered the laundry basket.