More cat drift...re hairs in the tea. I eat my breakfast in front of my monitor. Kipling used to sit on the old monitor and groom himself. He doesn't just give himself a lick and a spittle. He grabs short hairs all over his Siamese body and rips out tufts of downy stuff which floats down to in front and on my breakfast IF I don't have it out of the way quickly enough! It is so fine and soft, it really does look as though a chicken has been plucked. It's odd because he's been checked by the vet - no disorders and doesn't looked plucked, but that's exactly what he does to himself. Maybe I'll see if I can get a video of him doing it and put it on youtube!**bg**

The box of the new vid is on the floor which is where Trystan likes to play. It won't fit on my desk. So far, Kipling has jumped up onto the dubbing machine a couple of times, but he hasn't tstayed - partly due to lack of heat, and he cannot brace himself against the wall and just lounge without falling off. Perhaps I'll out a small basket up there for him. He has been pathetically joining Trys on our bed the past two mornings. I miss him looking down on me from on high.:-^<