I have realized that if I have a bad day, Ms. Kiko shares in the pain. It means that I spend much less time in front of my MacBOok Air while seated at the dining table. This is the spot that allows Kiko to jump into my lap, do a couple of turns, tuck her head down and cover her eyes with her front paws, and go to sleep.

Yesteray this happened only once, so she was frantic for me to sit down and let her settle. I felt bad throwing her out. But she felt worse, I guess deprived is the right term.

In any case, you’ll see Kali back to her lounging spot in the garage. Kali and Kiko gave good tongue this week!

And there were no cat traumas apart from poor Kiko’s lap deprivation.

I’m out of energy, so won’t extend this discussion.

Let’s get right to the cats.