Man Hands

Hi everyone, Katie here.

DISCLAIMER: The following photos are in no way intended to suggest that I am an ordinary pushover lap cat. On the contrary, I am merely a method actor, in the zone.

Those of you who have come to know me, understand and even appreciate that I live life on MY terms. This is MY townhouse. Inside is MY kitchen, MY bathroom, MY down comforter on MY bed. Glogirly and Gloman stay here only because I allow it. Sure they pay the mortgage, they buy the salmon. That's just the price of entry for life with me. And they are happy to do it.

Part of the whole "my terms" thing involves behavior normally associated with obedient pets. You know...pushover dogs and lazy cats. Occasionally, I will exhibit such behavior in an effort to create an impression of townhome peace and harmony. Or simply to make Glogirly jealous.

These photos, recently taken with my approval, exhibit the latter.

Glogirly has been traveling. That evil suitcase has been coming and going. Sure, I hear this is about to change, but I'm not going to let that stop me from arousing just a little bit of jealousy in her. Ok, alot of jealousy. See, I'd never allow her to do what Gloman is doing in these photos. You can tell it's him by the man hands. I may look like I'm enjoying it. Chances are I was even purring. But that's what method acting is. I am immersing myself in my character, losing myself in the character's emotions. This makes for a uniquely lifelike performance. The stuff of which Ocscar's are made.

So is the jealousy thing it working?

You bet your sweet Glogirly.