According to Natasha, the first business of the day is, obviously, to DEMAND BREAKFAST!
"I'm not getting off this island until I've been served":
Cocoa is more intent on hurrying upstairs to get her fair turn at the best play spots and toys:
Too bad . . . Hershey, that Bossy-Boots, is already guarding the toys on the upstairs landing:
Meanwhile . . .
Summer is disgusted to find that his arch-enemy Farah is already safely shut up in the master bedroom, playing with the toys there:
Although Summer chases Farah every time he gets the chance, he plays innocent when Schooner comes along to ask, "What's up - why can't we go in there?"
"Dunno, Schoon. Must be some kind of mistake."
Farah eavesdrops on their conversation. She has no outstanding issues with Schooner, but she's glad the door is safely shut against Summer.
Summer decides that if Farah won't come out to fight, he might as well get on with his routine. As Head Cat, he is obliged to patrol the yard at least three times a day. So, he sets out for the first inspection:
Now that Summer has left the building, Farah can take up her favorite position, on the bags in the upstairs hallway:
Boris and Natasha have finished breakfast and have come upstairs to await the opening of the study window:
From the roof, they can sometimes catch a glimpse of Summer making his rounds:
Natasha demands to come back inside: "Why can't this window be left OPEN??"
Boris comes in also and prepares for nap-time:
Taffy thinks about joining Boris on the kitchen towers . . .
But decides instead to go to her favorite basket:
Schooner settles down next to Farah . . .
And for an hour or two, the house will be quiet.
Today is my 17th Birthday. I knew it would be a special day, but I had no idea how special.
When we logged in this morning, we found many, many affectionate messages! For me, on my day!
Turns out, my birthday had been announced on the Cat Blogosphere.
I am going to write back to everyone who wrote me, but meanwhile, I have added all of your websites to the list of "Our Friends," in the right-hand column.
Some of you know that I only came to live with Pat and Henry and the other Cats, in November, 2008. I'm lucky to be here, because, as I have already explained on my Vivapets webpage, my original owners didn't want me any more. That made me sad.
But now I am much loved, and that makes me very Happy!
Here is the portrait Pat took of me today:
I love you all . . .
P.S: Pat wants me to mention that we have found lots of helpful information on Tanya's Feline CRF Information Centre - THANKS, Tanya, for making my life better!