Mom made me sit still so she could take this photo of me in a harness...or is it a halter? Whatever. Dad borrowed this from a neighbor lady who trained her cat to go for walks. They made me wear it around the house for a while this evening so I could get used to the dang thing. Hah!
Well, the strangest thing is, with that harness on, I sat in my old chair for a while (I haven't sat in it at all since moving to Fortuna), and I even involuntarily jumped onto the condo and played around on it for a while -- on the lower levels anyway. Like I became a different cat with that contraption on. Go figure!
So I think they're going to get me my own harness and a leash tomorrow. Mom's already been moving stuff around by the windows in her studio so I can look out them. Dad said he'd build wider sills so I have a place to sit in the sun.
I guess it's a fait accomplii then. And they haven't even bothered to ask my opinion! Oh well.
Later, my furry friends! Ciao meow.