The Scratching Post
July 2025

Hey Pawsies!
Guess what! We mentioned that most of us had birthdays last month….and guess what we got. Not a thing! We just got our usual canned treat a few days late!
The nerve of the human. The very least we can say is that it was a new flavor (MOL). We have the poorest excuse for a mother this side of the hemisphere… most likely the whole world. She didn’t get anything for hers either, so serves her right.

It has been super duper hotsy totsy here lately. Not fun. That means no open windows for us. Nobody likes that. We don’t like it. No fresh air zoomies! Mom doesn’t like it because she says all she hears is money going down the toilet. We don’t know what that means all the time because nothing goes down our toilet. But then remember humans go potty very different. In our opinion, cats and dogs are so much more effective. We don’t like being so closed up. As if we don’t already feel like prisoners enough!

Oh! We need to tell you about Carlito’s friend that visits (MOL)… the little orange cat that Mom loves. His owners are silly. We don’t know if they’ve ever had a cat before.

Anyway, a few months ago Mom sent him home with one of Carlito’s old collars because he was wearing bows, ribbons, etc…not real collars.

The other day (the hottest day of the year), he came over wearing a bow tie with a bit of a white collar (MOL)! He looked like a waiter. How mortifying to be wearing that…in the heat. That poor guy. We tried really hard not to laugh at him. We had to hide our faces at times. Luckily he took a nap, and then we talked about him behind his back.

BoyCat still tries to run out the door. He runs to one weed in particular, and the Mom picks him up and brings him in. Then he cries for five minutes while he gets lectured on why he can’t go out. He’s old. He doesn’t care anymore. Maybe that’s why Carlito doesn’t even try. He knows that’s how it’s going to end for him. Better to be tossed in than out.

Til Next Month,
All of Us