The Woman has to show off that she was out galvanting around and cheating on me with Little Isis. I know. It’s not Isis’ fault. After all, we cats must stand together (although the Male has a photo on his facebook of the Woman petting Little Isis and Isis lettting her). I am not pleased that not only was the Woman gone but she was visiting other cats.
She met my new canine cousin Snickers, a “morkie.” Not this does not mean Snickers was from Orkie. He is a Yorkie-Maltese mix and is quite small and chasable. The Woman also met the Male’s family, Daphne and Abby who are West Highland Terriers. Daphne got sick while the Woman was there and she had to help take her to the vet. Daphne, like a good dog, was fine about the time the vet walked into the room. Before that, all feared she might die. A dog after my heart. I need to work on that one. Not that I will ever get to eat the table scraps that Daphne gets but still… a cat can dream
In punishment for the Woman’s transgressions, I have set Gemini to meowing all night to keep the humans awake. And I jump up in bed as Gemini starts getting horse so that they don’t dare fall back to sleep. Nothing like payback right?