Shelter Kitty: Week Two

Shelley Winters (her name) loves to begin her day of pigeon stalking in the pre-dawn hours, when the birds start their racket in the airshaft. She’s also decided that the best time to play with her squeaky toys in somewhere between 2am-3am, forcing me to hide them before I go to bed. I have to wonder if the downstairs neighbors are going to complain about the all-night galloping. Her least favorite thing is the door buzzer, which sends her flying under the bed. Shelley is a sloppy eater, I’m going to have to find a way to nail down her food bowl, but aside from that and her choice of my bike tires as a scratching post (instead of her scratch pad), she is very obedient. And thus ends the cat blogging. Probably.