It was cold. It was windy. It had to be done. And as always Coraline watched and waited for Frances to come back but today there was just a touch of resentment about the fact that she got to stay inside. Unfortunately (or fortunately as far as the lawn is concerned) the morning walks don’t go quite as quickly as this sketch suggests.

There are many things about becoming a cat person that are taking some getting used to. For the most part, ever since I adopted Frances she has slept through my morning routine and not really become active until I am starting to get dressed for work. Not so with Coraline. The newest feline member of the Prindiville clan wakes up ready to go as soon as my alarm goes off and then joins me in the bathroom.

Now once we are in the bathroom, which is off the master bedroom, I close the door so a certain someone that doesn’t have to wake up for 2 more hours can continue to sleep. Usually Coraline just stays off to the side or at my feet but for some reason not today. Today she got very upset at the large box that decided to eat me and then start attacking me with water.

That is, of course, until she won by waking up The Wife (or to her, The Mommy) by yeowling so the box spit me back out. Corline was very pleased with herself. The Wife… not so much pleased with me.

We had our annual Office Show here at work earlier in the week. Last year I got lucky and won myself a brand new digital camera just in time for the Honeymoon. This year…a stuffed teddy bear. The ladies weren’t too happy with me when I said my kitty had a new toy. Still, I gave it to The Wife just in case and as expected she immediately passed it to Frances. Both she and Coraline have been having a blast ever since.

Poor little Staples bear.

I saw this sight this morning and knew it had to be today’s sketch. Coraline has taken to swatting at Frances’ tail any chance she can get. (Frances, for the most, part ignores this.) This morning as soon as I put Frances’ food down I saw this little fuzzy paw slowly extend from under the kitchen tablecloth. The eating, however, continued uninterrupted.

And I’m back. Feeling good but a little behind the ball so it is a rough sketch this morning. Hope you are all well and thanks for sticking with me. All see you all again tomorrow.

I’m trying to kick a cold before I fly off to my next wedding. Hopefully I will have something up for you all this week. Sorry for the delay.

I figured it has been a while since I gave an update on Frances’ condition and all is well. Over the past few weeks Frances has resumed her couch jumping abilities, partially, I’m sure, due to the little black thing that seems to go wherever she pleases. Jealousy is a fantastic motivator. Now when we settle in for an evening of television enjoyment one lap or another tends to have the two fuzzballs posturing for position.

The Wife is thrilled. Trust me.