Bliss by Harry Bliss for March 04, 2024

He’ll spray you when you’re sleeping.

Obviously

Now that Cat has a Big Backpack !

Someone’s been working overtime in the genetics lab.

And hopefully on this walk that’s the only cat in the area!

Perhaps true but the cat does not care a wit.

Ah, the rare Himalayan Sherpa-cat.

A good cat would do that, and so might mine.

Why is the cat’s pack bigger than his?

That cat’s a Sherpa! Groovy!

The next morning, he woke up alone in the middle of nowhere, the cat had taken everything.

The best cat ever would be running ahead, shouting “Make way for the Marquis de Carabas!”

What a puuuuurfect situation.

Yes, yes he is.

Carry your own tent, lardäss!

A pack-cat? Never happen.

You have the best cat.I have the best cat. Everybody has the best cat!

Yes, this is traditionally said about dogs, and not cats, but it felt apropos. And not just because one of my cat’s nicknames was ‘puppy’.

I had cats who would walk two hours a day with me in the redwoods. It was the most fun cats and humans could have together. There were no convenient trails so we walked cross-country in the old growth redwoods in which my rental house was located near Mendocino.

While they liked to stop and hunt, they would only do it one at a time and soon rejoin the “group”. They were the only cats I ever had who were willing to walk until I had to take a break. They would pant for a few minutes then be ready to go again. We took turns following each other. The two cats were strongly bonded to each other, as well as to me, so I eventually learned they would not get “lost”.

I do NOT recommend dragging cats into a forest away from home. It was a unique situation that lasted for eight months. I will always remember walking with them across fallen redwoods bridging a river and Johnny Depp and Kirby forty feet up on logs in front of a small waterfall.