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Bookstore Cat, 7th Avenue, Brooklyn

Thanks, Aunt Karyn.

What an inspiration to us all.

I might repeat to myself slowly and soothingly, a list of quotations beautiful from minds profound - if I can remember any of the damn things.

Despite the comments from some of my critics (you know who you are), I continue to surf the World Wide Web for quotations both amusing and cliched. I am, after all, a cat.

Now that I've got that out of the way, I'd like to say hello to some of my fans (you know who you are).

I've been taking it easy today, but have managed, nevertheless, to cover my usual route: bed to fainting couch to sofa to cardboard box to cat bed and again. With some diversions along the way, of course: lying in wait in doorways, leaving muddy pawprints in the bathtub, knocking Piper out with one paw... et al.

I have some clean clothes to sit on, but before I go, here is a message for my cousins, Arthur and Flower: I know which of you is on the side of Good and which is on the side of Not Good!

Meow!

If only for the sake of elegance, I try to remain morally pure.

A little Proust in honor of my Aunt "Sonny" Laurent.

Happy Bastille Day!

Oh, sleep that dreams, and dream that never tires, press from the petals of the lotus flower something of this to keep, the essence of an hour.

Another restless night.

I booted up the Mac and went through some old pictures. (People all look the same - how do they tell each other apart in these images?)

Finally found one that I like with no people in it to ruin the composition.

Look at these cozy cats, from 1980:

Jingle, Berry, and Sunshine.

Now that inspires me to nap.

A Note Between Naps

It seems much too hot to do anything today, yet the People have gone out into the World.

Enjoying the quiet here without them (especially the loud one who yells at the television all the time) and considering my next move.

I'd kind of like to spend some time at the summer cottage on the Island, but I've heard there are new cats there and I'm not thrilled with the idea. However, the thought of completing my work on the back parlor wallpaper is compelling... if I worked at it, I could probably eat off the entire lower portion in a single day.

Anyway, back to work - there are some parts of the FP's shoes that lack teeth marks.

Thank Goodness Today is a Rest Day

I'm worn out from following le Tour. So far, the MP's picks have been fantastic, but I can't be bothered to keep track of all the statistics.

In the meantime, I posted some videos of Piper.

Are you starting to understand what I'm dealing with here?

Piper prefers Ben Bratt to Jerry O

Piper learns from TV

Swims-With-Monkeys

Piper Likes A-Rod

Piper Watching Kangaroos

Piper Watching Lizards

Time Management

Enough, already. I've been trying to upload some videos but I'm just worn out from my day.

A day in the life:

17 hours of beauty sleep

3 hours grooming for lordssakes

1 hour eating / using the commode

1 hour monitoring the situation

1 hour allowing humans to pet me

.5 hours disciplining Piper

.5 hours much-needed downtime

I'm not sure how I will manage to find time to update this blog.

Maybe I'll steal the MP's iPad.

The Medium Is The Message

I felt it important to begin this blog with a quote from someone who knows what he's talking about - so few people do.

This blog is a perfect example: my people think it is hilarious to take videos of the other cat who lives here. She's ridiculous - fetching toys, watching television, kissing up to the people - she might as well be a dog.

Anyway, some of you might find this amusing.

I have better things to do.