Rolling Around

It is an uneasy Sunday as I roll around in wait for

our turn with Hurricane Irene.  It has become smaller

in size, but it still has its bite.  I spent much

of yesterday under the table after Mom got home

from shopping as I did not want to invite Irene in

as a guest to our home on Sunday when she's been so rude

to the rest of the East Coast.

I have been weird with slipping in just opened closets

and dropping a bunch of books on the floor as

I meow my protest to Mom.  Mom thinks my different

 behavior was because there was too much activity

with the noise and moving of stuff from the neighbors.

As well as her getting ready to start back up with Grad

School next week and that a little bit of Fishy Flakes will

make me feel more purry and calm as we stay largely

technology free tomorrow with the high winds and rain so no

surges hurt the computer and other appliances. Purrs