Cat people
My 2025–2026 reading cycle has ended. On the last day, I finished reading six books. I came up three books short. (The final tally was fifty-seven.)
I caught Samuel trying to put one of my books on its shelf. He couldn’t slide it into the space; he was jamming it in. I stopped him before he could wrinkle the cover.
He’d brought the book downstairs from his play-room.
“Why did you take my book upstairs?” I asked him.
He said: “I just wanted to copy out some of the text.”
I didn’t object to that answer. Indeed, I was rather pleased.
We have a new cat in our house: a young “queen” that Karin rescued from a gang of “toms.” We’re keeping her in our bathroom. The plan is to get her spayed ASAP; we’ll then consider whether to give her up or keep her. She’s starved but friendly, a year or so old. She may be the offspring of the cat that lives across the street, who is winsome but irresponsible.
The “toms” have been prowling outside our house all day. I just saw them have their way with another “queen.” One can’t save them all.
Jasper and Ziva are none too pleased, perhaps because a new cat is in the house, perhaps because Karin medicated all three cats against fleas.
I caught Samuel trying to put one of my books on its shelf. He couldn’t slide it into the space; he was jamming it in. I stopped him before he could wrinkle the cover.
He’d brought the book downstairs from his play-room.
“Why did you take my book upstairs?” I asked him.
He said: “I just wanted to copy out some of the text.”
I didn’t object to that answer. Indeed, I was rather pleased.
We have a new cat in our house: a young “queen” that Karin rescued from a gang of “toms.” We’re keeping her in our bathroom. The plan is to get her spayed ASAP; we’ll then consider whether to give her up or keep her. She’s starved but friendly, a year or so old. She may be the offspring of the cat that lives across the street, who is winsome but irresponsible.
The “toms” have been prowling outside our house all day. I just saw them have their way with another “queen.” One can’t save them all.
Jasper and Ziva are none too pleased, perhaps because a new cat is in the house, perhaps because Karin medicated all three cats against fleas.