Author Archives: Gort

The day started normal enough. I met tall new-staff as he exited his sleeping cushion. I followed him around to where the new-staffers have their food dishes but I noticed they didn’t leave the place known as downstairs at their … Continue reading →

Tall new-staff was talking. He was saying something about boxes and cages and vet visits. Now I know what a “vet visit” is. My former staffer pets me and everything is fine and then suddenly I’m wisked away in a … Continue reading →

It seemed that a routine had been established. Holly and I would meet on a chance passing while transiting the place known as the downstairs. I would stop in deference to her stature in the grand order of the colony. … Continue reading →

The new-staff two footers had returned from something called “Alaska” and they were talking excitedly about something called a sled and an Iditarod. Then they talked about dogs. I was worried about them getting another dog. Oh dear, more adjustments. … Continue reading →

I’ve tried. I really have. I’ve been submissive. I’ve been playful. I’ve even tried to be invisible. Nothing seemed to keep Holly from having an internal breakdown of some kind every time she caught sight of me. You’ll recall that … Continue reading →

“Pooooor Holly.” I’ve heard them say it. So that’s her name. Holly. Well, mrrf. I don’t know what to think of her. She’s an old cat, that’s for sure and she’s got the disposition of an abandoned house-cat gone feral. … Continue reading →

Oh, the commotion! Thumping big things and the dog is everywhere all at once. I’m taking deep cover! Mrrf. I hear them. It’s new-staff. Well, it’s about time!   Hey, tall new-staff. Take it easy with the papers. You can … Continue reading →

Just when I thought new-staff was becoming workable, they’re gone. Gone, I tell you. Not only them but the dog too. Why didn’t they take the other cat? I’m okay with the dog. Mrrff. Now I’ve checked everywhere but there … Continue reading →