Tabs hopped up on the bed this morning shortly after dawn, as he usually does, mugging for lurvies. He has this very specific routine where he first walks around the top of the bed behind the pillows, then goes down between me and El Hub, and then from there he either attempts to place a possessive paw on top of my chest or El Hub?s. Then he tries to climb up on top of one of us for whisker and cheek scratches.
It rained every day this week, a lot, so Tabs didn?t get to go outside like he usually does, and I think he was starting to get depressed about it. He would climb up onto his window ledge and stare at the rain outside. Then he?d look back at me with the saddest tabby eyes.
But it was really pouring! There was no way he would have wanted to be out there in that rain anyway. We?ve tried it before. We?ve gone outside when it was raining, but as soon as one of his delicate paws touched the wet ground, he started mewling like he was saying, ?Why" Why is this happening" Why!"?
When I saw that it wasn?t raining this morning, I quickly grabbed his harness, and we went for a walk outside.

Because of the rain, the hills are green and lush right now, and everything?s growing.

We inspected the entire perimeter but didn?t spot any intruders, so then it was time for brunch. Tabs had the green salad, of course.

I?m serious, he ate so much grass! I couldn?t get him to stop. Maybe he was thinking, ?Well, if you aren?t gonna mow this lawn??
I?m sure the hil...