very a-mew-sing, harley

i want to establish some what of a routine with harley bug (that's what i've been calling him and he seems not to mind it) for when i return from work. last night, since i was so sleepy from his antics the night before, i was more than happy to follow along from the previous night and simply sprawl across my bed while he plooped down beside me and we just chilled out together. he did take longer to relax than i did but this is ok, as he had been sleeping on this very bed when i opened the door and announced my return. the night before he'd been under the couch so we're definitely making progress. as he had been sleeping, he was excited for company. once he did some kneading and some head butting and the usual purring, we were both relaxed and fell asleep before 9pm.

one of the things i've noticed about harley is he's a bit dramatic. one minute he's quiet, very still, laying on the bed. the next he *throws* himself down hard and takes me by suprise. how he can throw himself down from a laying down position i don't know because he does this so quickly i miss where he gets the leverage from lol then last night, he proceeded to walk on the window sill and appeared to be between the curtains and the blinds, trying to see outside while the blinds were closed. this looked like a recipe for disaster so i called, "harley bug" and he left the window to lay down and go back to sleep.

we were in agreement, however, that the skunk smell coming in from our open bedroom window was unnecessary and not to our liking at all.

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i had to step away for a moment as i was interrupted by a crash of some sort coming from the bedroom. the photographic evidence of who and what created that noise is shown above. needless to say harley is adventurous and would've continued exploring the bedroom closet had i not encouraged him to leave the clothes hangers in peace.

i'm also happy to report that the collar has remained on and he doesn't seem to notice it anymore. also, after all the goodies purchased to amuse him, he enjoyed the wadded up piece of note paper the best, swatting that thing around like he was training for the olympics! we also discovered the back of the couch and how much we like to scratch it. as this is not acceptable, i found the old scratch board tiger used to use, bless him, and harley took to that right away. it's pretty worn so i'll pick up a new one for him this weekend.

seems someone wants my attention as my view is being blocked by a grey wall of fur and purring. best attend to his lordship :)