What is it like to have a big brofur like Haku?  Well - sometimes I find it very confusing!   Unless I am in hiding fur my peaceful afternoon naptime, we are usually close by to each other.  

When I was younger, he even used to stand guard fur me while I was at the litterbox, which really was very kind, if rather uncomfortable as well.  (Privacy please!)  He is even the one who taught me how to hunt lizards.  It's hard to believe now, but I didn't have the faintest idea about what to do with those crazy things until he showed me his hunting skills.  And he truly has a one-of-a-kind talent fur finding the most delicious snacks to eat - hanging out around my brofur is almost like having a magic treat finding genie fur a pal. 

That said - why oh why does he insist on chasing me under the armoire??  At least once a week!  I simply do not consider that durned chasing game to be necessary to my happiness!  Honestly, lately I've been taking to warning him off before he can even get started, but only with limited success.  First it starts with a sweet nose boop, then a nuzzle to the neck, and before I know it I'm cramming myself into some tight space that Mr Fluffy Pants can't fit into.   But never fear - the school of hard paw knocks has taught me many evasive tricks - and a teensy bit of revenge, too...

Well, I'd just like to say, before anything else, that no matter what ShiShi may have said - I didn't do it!

But with that out of the way, mostly I think that having a sisfur like ShiShi is pretty pawsome.  She's a super slow and picky eater, so there is often a bit of extra treats that find their way toward my ever-so-hungry self.  I mean, seriously, how does she manage to draw out her eating time sooooo long, when those tasty morsels always seem to disappear so fast fur me.  Except fur the bonito flakes - then Miss Finicky is fast like lightening (Durn!)

Also, she is just incredible at finding playmates to entertain us out on the lanai.   And even indoors she always has something interesting at paw.  A bead, a string, a cap from a pencil - with ShiShi around, there is never a dull moment to be had because she can turn anything into a game.  And, if boredom is pokes it's ugly head in my direction, all I need to do is give her a little lovebite-lick, and then there's another enervating game of chase (under the armoire) to brighten the day.   Well, unless she's putting me in my place again...

It's been incredibly busy around here this week.  We (the human members of our family) in the process of moving and decorating for one of the offices that house our business.  ShiShi and Haku have graciously been inspecting all of the furnishings that have migrated through our living room on the way to the new office , and so far none have been rejected.  Well, except for the giant glass bowl that ended its short decorative life when it was tossed to the floor during late afternoon chase-time. 

So, with no time to act extensively as typist for the kitties, I thought that an offering of some of this week's pictures would still be rather fun.  Hope you enjoy seeing them as much as we enjoyed  taking  them!

Believe it or not, I actually refrain from clipping ShiShi's claws so that she is able to scale our lanai screens when she is chasing lizards.  It might sound crazy, but I consider it to be part of her healthy exercise program.  And she's a joy to watch in action!

Yes, indeed - down below is that poor tragic glass bowl.  Never to be seen again.  It was actually so fabulous that I (ShiShi's besotted meowma) contemplated keeping it at home just for her to look extra glorious sitting in.  And then she crashed it to the floor...  Cats!!!