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Cat in a suit.

Uke destruction

Mr. Rudy must have been rocking out while I was in the shower this morning. He was all tuckered out on the bed when I got out of the shower. I scratched him on the head and went into the living room to find one of my ukes with its bridge popped off dangling by the strings. It was so amazing that I wasn't angry in the slightest. It was a cheap uke anyway. Rudy crazy.

... plays the ukulele.

He does, he does. It seemed like a surefire way to wake us up in the morning, but as I type Rudy is upstairs plunking the old uke with his toofuses. Rudy Hendrix!

Poor Rudy

Little man got left out on the balcony yesterday. Poor little guy. I closed the door thinking everyone was in, but when I got home later in the day I opened the back door and I hear, "Mowr!" It was a chilly day (high 60F). He had knocked over a pot of dirt and was hiding behind one of the screen doors. His fur was covered in dirt, and his little white paws were dingey and tan. After I wiped him down, he followed me around for at least a half an hour. Poor sweety.