Tuesday, May 22, 2012

I'm Freaked!

MARLEY:  I'm confused an a bit freaked out.  Its even hard to esplain, but basicly, I'm HIDING...
OK, actually I been hiding in the basement (ecept fer right NOW of course while TBT helps me post), but this is the best "hiding" picture I got available.

Im embarassed ta say it, but Im afraid of the new Bein.  I dont even know WHY.  Iza says hes friendly, Ayla says hes friendly.  I even THINK hes friendly myself.  But I just dont feel right upstairs where he is.

Me, the mancat, is afraid when the girlcats arent!  Oh the shame...  But I am.

He doesn't LOOK scary...
He doesnt SMELL scary...

He doesnt ACT scary...

He even walks around shuffling his big feet so he CANT even step on us.  Theres nothin ta be afraid of, right?  So why am I stayin in the basement?

I even THINK hes friendly.  Just look at this nice face...


Heres the cofoosin thing.  When I first met TBT at my original Moms house, he sat down on the floor an I walked RIGHT over an sat in his lap.  I wasnt afraid AT ALL.  So what changed with me?  I need some kitty advice fast.  Annyone?

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THE BIG THING:  I apologize for all of us not visitin the past days, but I was away since Friday and it seems things are gonna be busy and confused here for a few more days.  We will be visiting again as soon as we can.  Hopefully just a couple days from now.

Meanwhile, we have discussed the matter of names here and decided that I will refer to my father as "Dad" myself, but the cats will call him "Grampa" which is a bit vague and will serve.  My own dealings with Dad will be on my own blog http://cavebearslair.blogspot.com/.  And there are sure to plenty of those as I learn to live with an elderly parent living in the house.  Today's post is at HERE.