Catsgiving… thankscats? Thankskittens?

Hey!  Anyone out there still?  That’s okay.  I’m okay with talking to myself.

Thor and Loki are huge now.  Not only do they rival Godzilla in size, but they are wising up to some of my tricks.  They still run out of the door when either of us try to leave/enter the apartment, which is a huge pain; we usually use the laser pointer to distract them so we can run out quickly before they do (cats rule the house.)  Now, they’ve learned to ignore the laser and every time they hear a door open or the jingling of keys, they plop down in front of the door.

In short, I’m having trouble outsmarting my cats.  This proves to me that I’m not ready to be a parent.  For at least another 50 years.  Someday I’ll be smart enough to counter their tactics.  Maybe I should buy a really fancy laser pointer.  Or just cry until they feel sorry for me.  Do guilt trips work on cats?

That’s about all I have to report for right now.  Thor and Loki still need two rounds of booster shots but after that they’ll be set.  I’m also trying to figure out whether I need to give them flea/tick treatments every month if they never go outside.  Stuff’s expensive.

Happy Thanksgiving, to cats and humans alike.  Give your pets a piece of chicken or something.

Thor will kill you with fire. hashtag cutest ways to die