Purr-fect

Teakers learned a new trick yesterday.

We'd been feeding Mr. D. up on the countertop in an effort to sequester him from the others b/c he's old and needs to gain weight. We feed him the high-caloric canned food while the others get kibble. Well, Teakers figured out how to jump up and get to it as well. I'm sure he just learned it by watching Mr. D. do it a million times. Yes, Teakers is a bit, well, slow. I'm pretty sure he was dropped on his head as a kitten. Sweet as can be, but dumber than a box of rocks. Other names for him include, but are not limited to the following: shortbus, PF Chang, rox, minefield, snurgle, perogi dumpling, and (my personal favorite) Teakers von Squeekers the First Gay Kitty.

Jack was better last night.

I've been sleeping in the guest room since the emergence of Magic Fingers. The three cats in the house made their choices. Jack sleeps with me (of course...b/c he's so damn COOL!) and Mr. D. and Teakers sleep with MF. The other night Jack kept wanting to sleep on my head. As you've already surmised, I'm light sleeper, and Jack didn't pick up on this at first. After being thrown on the floor a few times, he finally figured it out, b/c, like I mentioned, he so damn COOL.