Everything is growing well.
Xenia has begun mastering the art of using the computer keyboard.
The new stool by the bed makes it easier for me to lick his ear at two AM.
Mine has a harbor scene of a fictional coastal city in Maine. I know people with elaborate desserts and mountain scenery and one who used to have a science fiction-themed one. These are model railroads.
You call this slops breakfast!! Take it away!
There was nothing obsequious about the Gray Menace. Assume that he was some cuddly, cute kitten, and he'd attack.
A new inductee to Xenia's Palace Guard, Max shows off his zippy new dress uniform. H.I.M. Xenia states that she had the design created at a famous couture house specifically to give a new look to the Guard.
The remarkable consensus among cats is that they invented great art. Humans merely did a monkey see, and monkeys do routine in admiration of the feline example.
This morning a five Xenia, Warrior Princess, and Empress of all she surveys decided that it was light enough that I should get up to feed her.
I arise when I wish.