Like the crazy cat mom that I am, I called the Hotel Cattyfornia (such a lovely place) to check on Tabs this morning. The staff tells me he’s having a grand time sunning himself in the windows and staring at the caged birds in the center of the playroom.
I miss my kitty, sigh…
Since I’m suffering from a bad case of the cat mom blues, I’m trying to get some kitty lurving from the strays that live in the condo complex here. A gang of tail-less tabbies has always run the place, but I haven’t seen them around lately. The new kings of the neighborhood may be the two cats that guard the playground out front.
I’ve named this gray and white one Cutie Pie…
…and this black and white one Peanut.
Cutie Pie and Peanut standing guard.
I like to think Tabs would get along with his Hawaiian brethren!
Your friendly neighborhood beauty addict,