Lanie's Log - Making up for Lost Time

 It has been 226 days since my capture. The Wardens are revoking my title of prisoner. I am just another cat now. They want me to call them Man and Lady, but I am not ready for that. I am still very cautious. 

I am making up for lost time in the house cat world and just living every day the fullest. Apparently I can be a little exhausting for the other 4 I live with. I hear things like, do you ever sleep? I do, but when I am not, I am giving life 100%

Here are a few highlights from the past week. 

I wasn't sure what to do when Gris started to eat my breakfast.  I looked to Lady Warden for help. 

I let Lady Warden touch me while I was in Styx's bed. I did ok until the camera came out. 

I

 spent more time sleeping out. I love Styx's one bed. 

Styx and I had synchronized baths before synchronized naps. 

I was able to sit closer to Gris. 

I wanted to have my breakfast closer to the other cats. 

I 

I jumped on the counter for the first time to check out hte Man's breakfast. He knows this peanut butter is not great for me, so I got more bread. Yes, he reinforced this behaviour. 

It is clear I feel the most comfortable in areas I have eaten. They are safe places. So the Wardens are making sure I am getting treats in more areas.

Let's see what adventures I can get up to this week.

Lanie - former prisoner 3

Wordless Wednesday - Tigris

 

Tuesdays with Tigris - Forgiving

 Reader,

I have been the least impressed with garbage cat (aka Jack-O-Lanie). Her presence has not brought me joy. She caused me to change some of my habits, including going downstairs to see the Lady when she worked.

However, since the closing of the cell, the placement of my tree back where I like it, and garbage cat's ability to respect my boundaries, I am slowly starting to forgive the people.

Perhaps giving her this love will make her decide I don't need to be on a diet. 

Tigris

Mischief Monday - Rough Play - by Styx

 Hi friends, hi friends, hi friends,

I love to play rough sometimes. Lanie and I wrestle. I like it when I start it and like it less when she jumps me. I do not like to be jumped. It is not fair, not fair, not fair!

While I don't like being jumped, I love, love, love, jumping Grissie. She does not love, love, love this. She maybe loves it less then I do.

Lady captured a recent match. It started with Gris asleep on the settee. 

It ended on the floor. Gris was mad, mad, mad.

I had a great time.

Styx - world class wrestler

FFF Nature Friday - More Spring with Styx

 Hi friends, hi friends, hi friends!

I am so excited, so, so, so excited, that it is the best Friday in the month. It is both Aunty Yam's FFF and Rosy and Sunny's Nature Friday. 

Because I am not allowed outside (although I do try, try, try to sneak out), I have to take pictures from the Lady's phone to share with you. 

Here I go:

Deer visit my yard

I sniff the fragrant flowers

Life is so so good

This deer was actually seen away from the house on one of Lady's walks

Lady loves the smell of the trilliums

your friend, the poet Styxy 

Lanie's Log - Becoming a Player

 It has been 219 days since the cat redistribution system made me a prisoner in the big house.

There were some big changes last week. A second robot litter had been purchased and put on a tray in my cell. Well some cat (no proof but our best guess is Tigris), insisted on peeing on the tray and not in the litter. So the litter was removed from the cell, put in the bathroom with the other litter and my cell was closed. Now I do not have the cell. I heard Lady Warden talking about turning my cell into a foster room . . . . Man Warden was seen rolling his eyes (but did not say no, so time will tell).

They did move my tree (I have claimed it) back to where it had been before my imprisonment. I do enjoy it there, watching the birds and squirrels and other cats and chipmunks and all the things.

Since I am not in my cell, I am out and about more and I want to play, play, play! I love playing. Who would have knowing playing was the best thing! I am the most playful cat the Wardens have ever imprisoned. They never would have imagined I would want to play so much.  I even will demand play. 

I threw the ball at the Lady Warden to tell her to put her stuff down and play!

Well at times I may resent it some, I must admit, life isn't half bad at the big house. Maybe the cat re-distribution system was on to something when I showed up at this door.

Lanie - Prisoner #3 (who will keep this title forever as a reminder of where I came from)

Wordless Wednesday - Play Time - Lanie and Styx