I know. I do. I might have fixated on Alfie the kitty and talked about him excessively.
I am so enamored, so just this one more. Probably. I mean, what if he starts knitting, writing sonnets, or levitating? Wouldn’t you want to know about that? Hmmmm?
Anyway, if Alfie the kitty had a day planner, this is what it would look like:
5:00 am – Attack bare toes.
5:30 am – Push black loafer around living room with forehead.
6:00 am – Be adorable enough to bend time.
6:30 am – Take long slow drink of water when humans attempt to take a picture of the time bending cuteness.
7:00 am – Check to see if it’s okay yet to walk on the kitchen table.
7:30 am – Tear ass around the house as if being chased by invisible, angry coyotes.
8:00 am – Emit a smell that makes the human’s eyelashes fall out.
8:30 am – Push pink flip flop around the kitchen floor with forehead.
9:00 am – Eat, check for scraps in the kitchen.
9:30 am – 3:00 pm – Purr. Nap on keyboard.
3:30 pm – Disembowel stuffed owl/seal
4:00 pm – Check to see if it’s okay yet to walk on the kitchen table.
4:30 pm – Suck on pillows on human’s bed.
5:00 pm – Purr like Dean Winchester’s Impala.
5:30 pm – Get tangled in Christmas ribbon stashed under the couch.
6:00 pm – Track, hunt, slowly torture and eat a stink bug
6:30 pm – Be so adorable that all the humans respond in high, squeaky voices.
7:00 pm – 8:30 pm – Nap
9:00 pm – 11:00 pm – curl up on the edge of the bed and watch TV with the humans. Attack bare toes.
***NOTE*** Drop everything when teenage human emerges from his room and follow his every step.
I’m not sure what he does after 11:00. I suspect he spends most of the night on the kitchen table.
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So, we’ve been talking about the cat, but can’t forget Dude. Here are Dude’s final pictures for 2016.
Oh, and this video. Randy was determined. It mattered not that I hissed at him to stop videoing the stuffed dog. At a playground during a picnic with my mom’s side of the family. They already thought we were weird.