Hullo I Am Remote Cat

Today...could be the best. day. ever. The man-feeder has not left, and it is Monday. What fresh heaven is this??? The she-feeder even left the home, and I escaped her evil clutches! Truly, this is extraordinary, and I will frolic upon the letter-squares of he-feeder's electric window until he is forced to pet me. He will try to rid himself of me, but he does not know that I can open the book-room doors...and I will find him.

Doors cannot requite my love. I will invade the book-room and be heard in the ear extensions of the he-feeder, and the she-feeder cannot touch me, because she is not here. I do not know how long this will last, so I must make the most of this time. I will jump atop the desk where the electric window sits and lay my head on the hands of my he-feeder, and he will love me! I cannot imagine this plan failing. He will pet my head and my back and my belly and will not stop--why else would he be here?

Could this be an answer from the kitty gods? More to follow as I explore this oddity.

--cat