Freddie Returns!

This is Freddie and I want to tell you right off the bat that it is not my fault this update is late. I was going to write as soon as I got back to the Adoption Center but heavens to murgatroid! From the moment I entered the door I couldn't get a moment's peace. The staff was all over me, picking me up, petting me, scratching me, and talking, talking, talking. It was exhausting.

And, of course, they wanted to know everything about my best bud Benny. I told them he sent his purr-regards and would be back as soon as his skin gets better. He's a sensitive fellow, you know, so we have to be extra careful. For now, Josie and the staff will just have to make do with me as the center of their universe. I must say they're doing a pretty good job.

I'm also happy to report that they did an excellent job taking care of the Adoption Center while I was gone – with one glaring exception: no one stepped up to the plate to assume my responsibilities. I know they're only human, but really, they could have made an effort. Was one catnap a day too much to ask?

Okay, I understand that humans don't have as much stamina for sleeping as felines. In fact, it does me proud to say there is not a mammal on this planet that works as hard at sleeping as cats. We are the masters! And for goodness sake don't bring up hibernation. That's practically a coma AND you have to forgo eating AND, well, have you ever tried waking up a hibernating bear? Talk about grouchy. Now when I wake up, I rise and shine, sweetly, daintily, a symphony of luxurious stretches, every move a work of art. One reason is because I know that while I slept, the Adoption Center humans were able to bask in the presence of my majesty. It's what you call a symbiotic relationship, least that's what Benny says.

And believe me, cats don't spend two-thirds of their lives sleeping for nothing. We are very busy in the dream world. I can't tell you any more until Benny returns. He's the studious one and can explain it better. I'll just say this: if we didn't dream so much, this world would be very, very different. Nuff said.

Well, it's time to get back to work. Usually, I put in thirteen to sixteen hours of shuteye a day, but obviously I have some catching up to do so I may go pro for a bit and hit twenty. A cat's gotta do what a cat's gotta do.