Nekoka and Sassafrass love this long piece of flannel hooked up to a kitty fishing pole. Too bad I cannot take a good action shot while fishing for cats at the same time.
Sassafrass prefers to play this game on the footrest. I’m not sure why. Nekoka would rather keep to the floor.
This is a typical Sunday morning. Bandit and I are on the couch relaxing watching a movie, and Merlin does his best to get me to ignore Bandit and pay attention to him instead.
Nekoka makes a brief appearance in the kitchen. If only my knees had an even briefer appearance!
For your viewing pleasure, Bandit, my Nanday Conure, lets a junk mail catalog know what’s good for it.
Recorded prior to my Sunday morning chores, of course. This is another reason why I use a shop-vac to clean my living room.
I love the way Sassafrass and Nekoka have positioned themselves in my hallway in the late afternoon, when the sun shines sideways through the up stairs part of the house.
And if you are wondering, yes, Nekoka is as soft as he looks. This is what happens to your fur coat when you insist on getting brushed every night before you allow your human to go to sleep.
Merlin, my Bronze-Wing Pionus, looks truly captivating enjoying the late afternoon sunshine. He knows how adorable he is.
Nekoka has decided I need more supervision while I am at the computer.
The back of my chair provides him the perfect spot for directly overseeing my work.
This lasts until he has become so relaxed that he falls down between my head and the back of the chair. I can support his weight on my neck for only so long before crying uncle.
That’s my girl Sassafrass, working on a variation of Cat Credo #1 – If I Fits In It I Sits In It.
