Kitty pictures!

Because Pamela asked for them.

First, a “Soon” from Gracie. She was mad at me because I woke her up to give her a pill.

Next, Gracie on paper.

Last, Tig asleep in his kitty condo. Best $20 I ever spent at Target. He sleeps in, on top, and around, and also plays in it. And announces to me that he is going to go to sleep in or on it. It’s annoying to me, but funny to anyone who’s around. He yowls and yells until he settles in. Sorta like this: “Mom, I’m going to sleep in the condo! Mom, I’m getting up on the condo! Mom, I’m on the condo! Mom, I’m lying down and ready to sleep now!”

Translate those sentences into yowls. I hear them every day. Every. Day.