Lazy Days

Lizzie here! Nothing really interesting has happened this week. It's been a week of nothing but laziness. It's kinda weird- usually something noteworthy happens, but not this week. As the weather gets nicer, the Grandparents have been spending more and more time outside. Usually on the front porch in the comfy chairs. Those chairs are the prime spot for cat naps in the afternoon, so it's been disrupting the peace a bit as all us cats fight for good spots on the porch. It's more difficult than it sounds, I assure you. If you find a good spot with lots of sunlight, chances are you'll end up getting a paw or tail rocked over by the chair. If you find a spot where you won't get rocked over, it doesn't have enough sunlight. Add in the fact that five cats are trying to find good spots on a 6' by 6' porch with two rocking chairs, and it becomes a battle royale. I don't really know why the Grandparents choose that porch to sit, since the only view is cars going by, but it's the perfect opportunity to suck up to them and gain possible entry into the house. An opportunity I cannot refuse. Besides the furry fury to find a proper sunspot, the most exciting thing that's happened recently has been the giant butterfly that's been hanging about. I heard the Mistress say it's a "Monarch". It looks like a zebra and Tipsy has become obsessed with it. She tried to get it the other day when it landed on one of the Grandmother's flowers, but it flew away so fast that Tipsy only managed to squash the flower. Grandmother was NOT happy about that and she gave Tipsy an ear-full for sure. This week has been so lazy that none of us cats have even bothered with the squirrels running about. They're all over the place, gathering nuts and hiding them and whatnot, but none of us have the energy to get up and chase them. Laziness is infectious and hard to get rid of....I'm hoping for some excitement or cooler weather to help shake it off. I think I'm going to go back to the porch and enjoy the last of the afternoon sun with the Grandparents, so later! Lizzie out!

Molly's Strange Device

Tipsy Reporting In! There's been a strange development here that has me worried, especially since we have a new member to our group. Moses is already wary and I'm afraid anything too out of the ordinary may convince him to move on - something I strongly oppose as he is a great asset to our security. The Mistress recently gave us all collars (apparently without them we could possibly be snatched up and taken away - I have yet to figure out how these collars repel such threats, however), but this week she upgraded Molly's. His collar now sports some strange mechanical device. At first I thought it might be additional protection since he has the tendency to just disappear. Perhaps a weapon of some sort. Upon further investigation, I found it to be a tracker device. I confronted the Mistress about this and she said that Molly has been disappearing for longer lengths of time now and coming back thin so she's been getting worried about where he's been going. This way she'll be able to find him and make sure he's okay. That's pretty cool, but I don't know that I would like one of my own. I'm not sure if I should inform Moses of the device's purpose - he may not like it and leave. He didn't keep his own collar on very long, despite being told that it would keep him from being taken away. I will have to try harder to convince him to stay no matter what. It's time for a border patrol, so I will end my report here. Tipsy, Over and Out!

Ribbons and Moses

Lizzie here! The newbie is now officially part of our group- he has been named by the Mistress. He is called Moses. I'm still not happy about his being here, but I guess I should get used to it. Just because he's one of us now doesn't mean he'll be blogging, though. Or getting computer time. He seems to prefer staying outside under the tree with all the shiny glass baubles anyway. All of us love that spot- it's very pretty. And cool. It's a huge area covered in shade and the glass baubles shine different colors on the ground. I wish the Mistress would hang some ribbon in the tree for us to play with. It'd be nice to play in the shade with springy, crunchy ribbons....she won't do it, though. I think she's afraid we'll break all that glass. I wouldn't. I have great aim. I'd get those ribbons without even a hair touching any of the glass stuff. Maybe if I show her how awesome I'd be at not breaking anything she'd allow ribbon in the tree. I wonder if Tipsy has any ribbon...she collects stuff....no, no I'm not going to ask her. Moses is probably with her and I don't know if he's a tattle-tail. I won't risk it. I'll just sneak into the big house- I'm really good at that. Surely there's some ribbon in there. Speaking of the big house, I hear the Grandparents outside, which means one of the doors is going to be opening soon. It's my chance- wish me luck! Lizzie out!