No, actually, even with the cats right there, the mice disport themselves quite freely, thank you very much.
Specifically, the mice have not just been eating, but stealing the cats’ food while they lie mere feet away.
And hiding it here.
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I’m still flying, if flying low. Plus: cute pet picture! Wishing all a Merry Christmas filled with peace & harmony, and a happy, healthy, prosperous New year. I need to be better about updating my blog. So here’re some quick and semi-random notes. First, I’m hustling to polish off my story for the new standalone Wild Cards anthology, Fort Freak. It’s kind of a Sidney Lumet yarn: lots of conversation and conspiracy, then somebody gets shot. But light-hearted. No, really. Mostly. It does get [...] Dogs believe they exist to serve us. Cats believe we exist to serve them. Ferrets know we exist to amuse them. (Note: I realized these things long ago. For some reason they came back to me a few minutes ago when my cat TJ was following me around, unaccountably making Wookiee noises.) Update: And a last minute Happy [...] Actually, that’s Joseph Reichert. I’ve known him about forty years now. That’s another story – or a volume. Maybe two. What I was just moved to write about was my other best friend – or as I sometimes refer to him, “my best little friend.” This would be my orange tabby cat TJ. Which, yes, is short [...] When I’ve blogged about my animals it’s mostly been about Emma. I’m not sure why. Much as I love her, the cats and I are bonded much closer. We’ve got a lot more history. Maybe that’s part of it. Tales about TJ and Squeak have tails, that reach back a dozen years. Emma’s been with us [...] |
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