I’m not sure what has gotten into our pussy cat, Sheleata Kanoftuna? Ever since the Northern Migration earlier this year, he has changed. I’m not sure if it is the new climate, housing or just middle age.

He has transformed from an aloof feline to a fun loving lap cat. So in need of a lap, it is starting to drive everyone a bit crazy. Much of my clothing has a never ending supply of cat hair, the dogs are getting jealous and even Tim has been mumbling I pay more attention to the pussy then him.

Perhaps it’s just a phase? In the meantime, I indulge Sheleata with extra attention and give myself a once over with the lint brush before I walk out the door.