
My girl put the toys in a box and he couldn’t stay out of the box…
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My girl put the toys in a box and he couldn’t stay out of the box…

I don’t know why he’s in a crockpot…
This online cat magazine is just an experiment. I don’t know exactly what will happen. I have some ideas of what I would like to get out of it and that’s it. Some of the content I will generate and it will be a discovery even to me.
But it’s not just me. There are currently two other people who are contributing content and I have no idea what they will come up with. I don’t even know what kinds of questions people will ask about cat care and what Laura will answer.
And of course, cats themselves aren’t predictable. Just when you think you know what they will do, they surprise us again and again.
So, right now, I don’t know what surprises Sir Socks has in store with his memoirs, or what surprises Emperor Julius will spring on anyone, but we will all find out soon…
A couple of us from this new magazine have reached out to two cat charities. Clarabelle had better luck than I’ve had. The charity she reached out to actually talked to her and it sounded favorable, but now the board of directors has to approve it.
I sent out an email as an inquiry and I haven’t heard anything back. If this keeps up, then I may have to take down the featured monthly charity. It is a shame. It’s a good feature to have in an online magazine about cats. Real pictures of cats who are waiting to be adopted. More information about the charity itself. All for free to the charity itself. Plus, a chance to get some extra donations from our readers.
If you are a cat charity anywhere in the world and you would like some free advertising, feel free to contact us. We would love to help you and the cats you’re helping.
Well, if no one responds to us soon, then I will have to drop the section. Our first official issue will appear in January 2019 and will expand upon all the little sneak previews we’ve been teasing you with.

The lengths I had to go to get away from the kitten…(I am in the picture.)

Wait? I have to explain this picture????

Isis…it’s complicated.

Inspired by Sir Socks…
poem from Honoring the Cats in My Life
Take a nap often.
Dream often.
Eat well.
Enjoy your food.
Strive to be well-loved.
Have plenty of companions.
Play sometimes, even after becoming an adult.
Love with your whole heart.
Speak up for yourself.
Don’t try to carry the whole burden—share with others.
Don’t be afraid to ask for help—we can’t do everything.
Enjoy life as much as possible.
Stretch a few times a day.
Wrestle or argue when tension is high between loved ones.
Cuddling and petting are forms of love—don’t forget to cuddle and pet me everyday.
Take good care of yourself and your loved ones.
Don’t abandon your loved ones—I hate to be lonely.
Find a good place to grow roots—I hate moving.
Make sure that kittens know their limits.
Discipline them when they forget.
Kittens are annoying.
Adolescents aren’t much better.
Adults are laid back and relaxed (usually).
Don’t work so hard.
Don’t stay away from home for too long—I miss you.
Many dogs are mean and cruel—don’t bring one home.
Austin is mean. You’re silly. I’m glad he doesn’t live here.
At least when you move me around in the big world, you put me in a carrier—I hate travelling in cars. Your trike isn’t much better for me.
Many humans have no respect for anyone—that’s why I avoid them as much as possible.
You’re a klutz, but I know you still love me. Please don’t step on me.
Jack said he’s blind. He wasn’t a klutz, yet you wear glasses too.
You say that you can’t see as well in the dark as well as I can. Thanks for the warning. I hate it when you walk into me. At least your hearing is good.
Please don’t ever play the flute again—it’s too scary for me to listen.
Your violin playing getting better—I hate listening to all your mistakes.
I enjoy your piano playing.

Inspired by Sir Socks…
poem from Honoring the Cats in My Life
Sir Socks doesn’t
like dogs.
It might be okay
if they’re nice to him,
but he still wouldn’t
want to have much to do with them.
Still, there are those
Chihuahuas.
Those little dogs
who, when they bark,
jump backwards.
All bark and no bite.
If Sir Socks were to
met one,
I’m sure he’ll think
“You’re a dog?”
If the dog were
to annoy Sir Socks,
he would raise
his right forepaw
and smack the little dog.

What is there to say about her?