I like it when she's quilting because it means there's a nice comfy quilt in the studio to snooze on, though it does mean that she's too distracted to pay much attention to me!
Luckily, the one who turns on the faucets for me to drink from isn't so distracted right now. When he isn't gone somewhere he's very willing to let me lay on him and never nudges me off like she does.
I wonder what he does when he's gone? I hear that he's "climbing" or "biking" but just what is that? Probably he's out hunting for all that food he brings home every day.
Oh, well, no worries. There's always someplace to curl up and wait for him to come back and pet me.
The guy who feeds Gus is so smitten with that dog that he rarely notices me. But the other night I decided to win him over to my side and I succeeded! I have to say, it didn't take long.
I'm amused at how these food-givers fall so easily for my charms. Little do they know the real me, the fearsome hunter who has single-handily depleted the neighborhood of mice and chipmunks.
Well, what they don't know about my private life won't hurt them. As they say, "What happens outside, stays outside!"