Yesterday somehow turned into Confuse the Cat day (yes its a Monty Python reference). We took down all of the Christmas decorations and threw out a couch, got a new entertainment center and completely overhauled the living room. BooBoo spent this time in our bedroom napping and avoiding the chaos. It wasn't until he came out about 10p.m. when we settled down that I noticed the wierdness.

First you have to understand he's a fatty (20 lbs) and he was running around like a kitten, bouncing off the couches like he was chasing something (no bugs in sight). He'd sit in the middle of the room and look up at nothing, not even facing me or Stephen, and miaow LOUDLY, bat at nothing a few times, jump up at it and then scramble down the hall as fast as his stumpy little legs would go. This went on for over an hour. He looked just like does when he plays with us, but he was alone -- and again, no bugs! Is he crazy??

He did the miaowing thing in the hall again this morning, not to me, just up to the air. Normally fatty only talks when he wants food. I'm confused.