Wednesday, July 10, 2013


Boris is wailing and lamenting. He stalks from the bathroom into the kitchen, looks at me, wails anew. When I don't respond he turns tail and heads back to the bathroom window. I don't know what has caused this sudden and relentless discontent in him. He has been indoors now for a few years and for the most part seems a very content cat. It's driving me a little crazy. I pick him up and scratch his chin, give him rapid fire kisses on his throat, and he purrs. But when I put him down he's back at it. Even catnip only temporarily curtails his vocal longings for 'freeedommmm'.

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