People have been joking that Kika and me are birds of the same flock: black-and-white hair, grumpy, shitty sight, sleep through the day, active through the night. I’m glad that she keeps me company as I’m working 3:00, although I really wish that she stopped headbutting my elbow every five minutes. (It’s cute but come on…) I’m glad that a 15yo cat can be so active though, it’s a sign of good health.

In the meantime Spring = hot weather = Siegfrieda not sleeping with me again (she goes sleep on the sofa instead). And she even got a new scratch tree - my neighbour bought her cat one, her cat ignored it, and as she was considering to throw it away she asked us if we wanted it. It was love at first sight. Insert Siegfrieda rubbing her face on the scratch tree, as if saying “This is so great! This is mine!”.

Ol’ Screamo still screamin’. Still in a better mood since we got the mats out of her fur.

Mr. Beef hasn’t left the sofa all day. His attempts at suckering some cottage cheese or tomatoes out of Mrs. Noodle failed, so he just went back to napping.

The Watcher spent the day sunning by the back door, and disappeared probably to the second lever observation deck for the evening; she just now reappeared in the kitchen, surely in anticipation of dinner.

Mrs. Noodle’s Familiar is doing what she always does, following her around all day, currently in concentric curls while her mistress reads.

An all around lazy day.

Took her to the park! Happy dog. Sadly, some of her friends who we haven’t seen in a little while were walking in right as we were walking out.

Now she will sleep all day. Newfies gotta newf.