Dear Diary, My human has been hogging my blogging machine lately. All the while, she's been mumbling stuff about numbers and how she hates them. Whatever numbers are, I hope she doesn't give them to me. Having fleas a few months back was bad enough.

Strange things happen when one is cooped up in the house for a long period of time. Since the big dog Boris has been without a mate, he's been becoming more friendly with Osiris. Osiris consoles him when he is feeling down and they nap together. This is part of why Osiris is my hero. Of the seven of us cats that live in the house, he is the only one who can, or dares to, hug the dog. The rest of us keep our distance. He has big teeth and just looks like something a cat should stay away from.