flies for lunch

That had to be the longest weekend in history. The PM said I could blog today as a distraction was needed desperately.

Thanks for all your kind words and thoughts. They buried Baby Kitty at the cottage with all *the cats who came before* so he is in good company. He was the first cat to have died young and without warning so that is why everyone is walking around still stunned. The PM is upset that she didn't pet him goodbye when they were over at the party last week. He was asleep in his favorite chair and she didn't want to wake him. Now she'll never be able to pet him again and she's sad about that. She must be trying to come to terms with that as she has been petting me and Shade so much there is furr flying everywhere. So always take the time to say goodbye to your furr friends as you never know when something might happen.

I have been trying to make myself useful this weekend so I have been busy eating flies. I am not allowed to eat the ladybugs, but they are too crunchy anyway.



I stalk them quietly. They are so stupid.



Bam!! I got em. Yum! Yum! Yum!



Sometimes I have to stretch to reach the real big ones. I am so good.