On becoming an urban cat--by Finchley

This morning has been eventful. I got bored at about 5am, so I decided to attack the blinds in my parents' bedroom. Usually I attack my Dad's bottom, but he was facing the wrong way this morning, so I had to settle for the blinds. For some reason, my parents don't really like when I do that, so I got kicked out. In protest, I meowed outside of their door for the next two hours.

Finally, my mom let me in and I took over her side of the bed and tickled my dad with my wiskers until he woke up:

Then I gave him a Swedish massage:


After a hearty breakfast, I sat next to the window and made forlorn noises. Lately my parents have been opening the window and letting me sit on the windowsill. But this morning I had a stroke of luck! The window key is mysteriously not where it's supposed to be (my mom blames my Dad. They'll never figure out that I strategically hid it so they would be forced to take more drastic action for my happiness.)Anyway, because I looked so sad at the window and because I have been systematically shredding one of the chairs in the living room, my mom let me go out in the yard all by myself and I've been out there now for a couple of hours! At first, I just sniffed around our yard a little nervously. Spike came along and tried to scare me, but I'm not really scared of other cats and just keep walking towards them. Spike ran away.

I sniffed around the next door neighbor's yard and then got cornered there by a neighbor cat named Leon. He's fluffy like me and was trying to be tough, but I wasn't really scared. We ended up chillin in my crib:


Urban cathood is the shiz.

Some weekend adventures

On Friday, Jim and I met at Westminster and walked around for a while. At first I couldn't find Jim. We were supposed to meet at Big Ben, but I couldn't see Big Ben anywhere. It turns out that I was standing directly beneath Big Ben, but it's so BIG that I didn't look up enough. I felt like an idiot, but it's a perfect example of life as me.

Here are a few pictures (all of me, because Jim had the camera).

With Westminster Abbey and the London Eye behind me:


Walking along the Thames:


We went to a really cool wine bar, which was in a basement area and was almost like being in a cave, then we wandered through the Leicester Square area and visited the Photographer's gallery, where there was a great/disturbing photography exhibit (I would like to take this opportunity to express how awesome it is that in London you can go to museums for free. It's such a nice thing to be able to wander in and out of museums and galleries whenever you get the whim and regardless of cost.) After that we headed to Soho, where we accidentally had dinner at a vegan restaurant. Jim took it like a champ and we enjoyed our vegan meal, although Jim made sure to eat lots of meat yesterday to make up for it. Everyone in the restaurant looked very healthy and fit and were riding their bikes and knew each other. We felt a little like imposters and like we were oozing dairy products and meat toxins through our skin.

Finally, we randomly stopped into a vintage clothing store, where I bought some vintage cowboy boots, which I LOVE and got lots of compliments on when I wore them out last night. Jim also tried on some really cool vintage cowboy boots, but they were too small, alas. I think it's funny that now that we aren't living in Texas, we want cowboy boots. They are more interesting when everyone else isn't wearing them.


Of course our weekend wouldn't be complete without spending some time with Meg and Dan (what will we do if they leave!? We can't think about it.) Last night we gathered up Aurelie as well and all headed out for Margaritas and Mexican food, which really was tasty and really was like Mexican food! I forgot to take pictures of the actual meal, but did get some good ones of everyone holding everyone else in Chinese (or I guess, Mexican) handcuffs after dinner.

Aurelie had Jim in a tight grip:

Handcuff war:

Vladamir stopped by for a little while. He looked like he was a little stressed.

But then Dan returned and all was well and everyone was happy. Good times!