Saturday, November 29, 2025

Eat Sleep Meow Repeat

 I have to admit I'm an impulsive girl. My plan was perfect: the Assholes were going to go to the bathroom, notice the absence of toys and say "Cali has a point, let's leave the door open for her". But when I went to do my night screaming, the door was closed. I saw red! I couldn't help it, I immediately went to retrieve the witch cat. Obviously my plan didn't work, so back to toy protest it is.


As per the toy monster... I saw the Big Asshole standing in the perfect place, right under my spot in the stairs, so I threw it at his head. That will teach him. He was very surprised and he laughed to cover his hurt and humiliation. I wish I took a video, but I just acted without thinking. Here is a reenactment pic:


 The monster stayed there as a remainder of what it is like to cross Cali.

The topic of today is routine. I spend way less time than I'd like eating - we have a timed feeder and a night dinner. I love sleeping, it's one of my passions. Sometimes with my siblings we do synchronized napping.


My favourite napping spots are my carpet, any of my cat trees, my giant cat bed, the linen closet or the dresser. I was told I snore, but dunno, a perfect being like me could never. A good day of napping around is essential for a night of protest and toy reorganizing.

You cannot get Oswin away from the fireplace. I think she's the one that gets spoiled the most. She managed to get a disappointed look perfected, so the fireplace is always on for her. House could be super hot, but she's all like "I have short fur, I am cold!". Eyeroll. She has a dedicated hammock by the fire that nobody likes since it stinks of tabby.


She's always awake when there's food tho. Always alert and creaking.

Ash loves to sleep with the Assholes, it is disgusting to see. Their bed stinks of gray, I used to visit in the middle of the night, but now I have to walk over him to get to the pillows but I don't want to get my paws dirty, so I stopped.

When he's not in bed, he wants to lay wherever Oswin is. Except for the hammock, he doesn't like her hammock either.

He doesn't even try to do that to me. Oswin is too peaceful, I keep giving her strategies to fight him, but she's all like "love, not war". HOW IS THAT WORKING OUT FOR YOU, UH? I can guarantee he still remembers the beating he got after he sneaked behind me and bit my ear. Guess what, my ear has been bite free since then.

The sun has hit the carpet, time to go nap again.

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