A Void

Something has been missing from my life since we moved this summer. I have lost all my neighborhood rivals, all of my spat, hiss, hackle-raising and growl worthy enemies...gone. My brothers are too…shall we say…pathetic? to merit this kind of attention and there seem to be no wanderers in this neighborhood to fill the void that has been left in my life with the move away from Big Cat Small Head and Mr. Fluffle Butt, the objects of my scorn at the old house. I sit in the window and all I see are stupid birds, the occasional dog, lots of people, cars, and on Friday, the dumptruck. My tail has not expanded impressively in months. The fur on my back has not raised in just as long and, oh, I do miss making those deep bear-ish rumbles that made me seem so threatening. I never truly considered the across the street cat, Big Cat Small Head, or the next door cat, Mr. Fluffle Butt, to be really worthy of enemy status, but in a pinch, they served. They served well. Now…nothing, no one.

Bugger

Today I have a head cold. I do not know where this thing came from, but it is horrible. I am sneezing and my eyes are watery and they say it has just got to "run its course." This is insanity! I want a cure now! Someone--get on this! Take care of it! I'm livid!

All plotting for world domination and its subsequent salvation under my feline rule must be put on hold until this thing clears up. I'm off to the basket for a nap. Wake me up when you've figured out how to get rid of this cold thing.