Lately it's been a kitty convention around here every night. We can't decide if we actually LIKE having other cats around or not. We mostly just sit and stare. We form a big kitty square around the back door. And sit. And stare. It's pretty great. We love it and hate it at the same time, but we can't stop.
Our nemesis, Grasshopper, is the most frequent loiterer on the back porch.
Bring it on, bitch!
He likes to show up just around dusk, so he can torment us in his unabashed freedom to be outside at all hours of the night. Actually, he pretty much hangs around all day, but likes to especially show up at night just for that reason. Our owners seem to like him for some reason, but we know he's just using them. He just knows how to work that kitty charm!
Our other latest interest is some type of giant, oddly-shaped kitty bed that recently appeared in the driveway. We have no idea where it came from or why, but so far we are diggin it. It's got soft fluffy padding on top and is *almost* as cool as the giant convertible kitty bed in the garage. Almost!
Next we're going to figure out how to take it for a spin. Kitty convention hittin the streets!
