#princess keis

[hachama]

This is a cat shaming post.

This creature damn near lives at the head of my bed, sleeps between my pillow and Husbff's, thinks she can call dibs on him, and sometimes dreams about being a badass. She is 15 years old and her hobbies include screaming and sleeping.

Last night, I was startled out of my pre-sleep relaxation when she lifted her head, hissed, and went back to sleep. No apparent explanation. No one had touched her, no other cats were in the room. Just

1. Sit up

2. Curse loudly

3. Lie down

I love her, but she's fucking weird.

[hachama]

I got to witness some really cool cat communication this morning.

Keis was in Perfect Loaf on the bath mat, next to the bathroom door. Fez walked up, play bowed/half pounced, trilled super quietly, and half pounced again. Clearly asking to play. Keis craned her neck to look at him, quiet-trilled back, and returned to loaf, clearly declining the request. Fez took a few steps away and lay down with his back to her, giving her space and showing that they were still cool. A super polite interaction.

[hachama]

There is nothing cuter than a pair of deeply bonded kitties.

Shade and Keis have been together their entire lives, and go through seasons of extreme cuddles and apparent disinterest. Right now they're in a cuddles phase.

[hachama]

Hi, I hope you and your family are doing all right. If you find any spare spoons to do so, may I beg some pics of your creechurs? I am having a terrible time and I love seeing them, especially Sir Fez. Thank you, either way, for your time.

TH was feeling icky last night but is up to usual toddler mischief today. Husbff is deeply invested in Minecraft.

Fezzy is.... uh.. somewhere? He hides from TH, which I can't really fault him for.