Friday Pussy Blog: Crouching Tiger, Hidden Pussy Edition

The felines have been a tad nervous all week with the painting crew here. It's not as traumatic as when the roofers were here but there has been some activity IN the house with the painters.

Tater Tot has taken refuge in the office where there is no activity. Spot the Tot.

He wedged himself behind the Led Zeppelin music book and the Book of Mormon which I snagged from a hotel room in Honolulu a few years back. Never have gotten around to reading it.

Sissy tends to migrate from room to room based on activity level. She prefers the bedroom but since there is painting activity in the master bath, she has decided the living room is best -- particularly since I put up a nice protective barricade for her.

Now the 2 outside cats also have had to find sanctuary. We have a shed at the far back corner of the property and I spied Sweet Pea maintaining a watchful eye from a safe distance.

As for Tiger, I never did find him during my walk around the lot. He's out there somewhere though, crouching.

Is it Friday yet? Hell yeah!