messings about

Do I have your attention?


Good. This is an important post.
Chuck and I are concerned. The humans are mussing about. There is much talking about 'moving', 'car rides', and 'kitty valium'. And we don't like mussing about. We like tuna and laps.

The damage is extensive. This is the dresser top we like to sit on or walk on.
Useless.


This is our scratching post which was brushed clean of our YEARS of covering it in cat hair. And it was outside for awhile where we couldn't jump on it.
I mean if they had let us outside too. Or at least me. I was so outraged I had to attack a shoe.


The worst of all. They took my bed! There's nothing there.
I am so put out. I spend a lot of time on my box (above) or on the bookshelves. Nobody can see my up there. I'm very very sneaky.
So I hope you all realize the urgency of the situation and send help in the form of tuna. Now I will return to doing what I do in times of crisis.