Dear Patch

[Lady's Human]

Okay, guys.

It's a simple concept.

If the food bowl is in the middle of the floor, IT'S A HINT! (And please stop poking fun at my fur, it's tough keeping it all in place with all this dry air!)

[Karen]

Hee hee! Um, Patch, you do know it is up to the hoomans to decide when you get food, don't you? And I thought the dry air just enabled you to build up static to zap them!

[Lady's Human]

My sincere apologies for taking away your latest kill.

Good job nailing the little bugger, but we didn't need mouse guts on the carpet again.

[Lady's Human]

Dear Humans,

Especially the big one,

Would you PLEASE stop giving Lady the pills? I tried to ambush her again......and lost again.

That game was so much more fun when she couldn't move as well.

I thought you loved me?

Patch.

[Karen]

Um, Patch, that's called "leveling the paying field" - gotta give the old girl a fair shot!

Are you not, as a cat, supposed to be agile enough to avoid the head slams?

[Lady's Human]

With the sole exception of mousing, coordination has never been his strong suit.....

This time he almost got himself flipped over the back of the couch.