Cat on a Hot Wood Floor

Ok, I know I've totally discarded my mid-western roots when I start bitching about 80 degree heat. But, I'm sorry!!! It was freaking hot last week! Yes, of course, it pales in comparison to the 90-100 degree heat + 90% humidity days of my childhood, or worse, my mid-twenties spent in New York. Ahhh, memories of being trapped underground on a hot, crowded subway train at rush hour when a fight breaks out because someone got their toe stepped on and the other person claims to have a gun... those were the days. Sigh.

But still, for a delicate flower like myself, I felt...wilted. Terribly... so...so terribly...wilted. And I wasn't the only one in our household who felt that way.
Louise moved from spot to spot, ignoring her usual comfy places like her quilt, the bed, the carpet, stretching herself out to cool off.


Egan came home with a headache.


United in suffering.

Scaredy Cat

Louise is at her breaking point. For the past three weeks, every time I approach her on my crutches she freaks out and scrambles out of my way as if the crutches are going to come alive and hunt her down. Last night, Egan got out his suitcase, a sure sign of impending abandonment. And now...now?!?!? The cleaners have come, and they brought a noisy, scary vacuum cleaner!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!


There's nowhere to go! Nowhere to run!


Why God? WHY?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?


Put the blanket back, you FOOL! You're going to get us KILLED!

Awwww...

LET'S GET READY TO RUMBLE!!!!!!!!!

Inspired by our fancy drink at Absinthe, Egan made us Sazeracs at home last night as a treat! Tracy came by for a visit and joined us in a little libation.



Little did she know, she was about to see the showdown of the century!



Awww shit, bitches! Someone call the WWF!

In this city by the bay, we are about to witness the final chapter in an ongoing rivalry that has taken the world of Oak Street by storm! In the left corner, we have the invincible fighting feline force, Louise!!! In the right corner, we have the tiny but mighty, hamsterific power Jose Luis!!! Who will rein supreme? Will Jose Luis once again humiliate all of kitty-kind and make off with a pouch full of diabetic cat food? Or will Louise finally bring THE PAIN?!?!?

Meanwhile back at the homestead...

Louise takes over stalking duties. I expect a full report this evening of what happened at the Oak Fair Market while we were gone.

An update on Louise...

Louise is holding up ok, just FYI. It's been a hard day for her...

What Louise is up to