Can it happen here?

Here I sit, convalescing from my violent encounter with an asphalt road , and Mio keeps up sentry duty. This human better not try disappeari...

The boy is substantial. When people first meet Mio, they are often surprised by his heft. He carries it well, all 18 pounds of him. When he ...

Unlike most of the country, summer in San Francisco is cool and gray. Our cats, after being fed and loved by their human servants, take the ...

  Whatever is going on out there, Janeway seems to yearn to be part of it. Mio is such a big boy, he not only hangs off his bed. He even han...

  I don't know whether Mr. Mio has any idea how silly his twenty pound body looks when he rolls over and plays charming like this. Obvio...

  You might say Mio is putting his best face forward. You'd be right. Actually, he's a softy, but in this slightly wary posture, it ...

  She wants to know what's in there. She approached cautiously, then braved the narrow tunnel. What if there were something in there to ...

Janeway becomes possessive if one of us packs a bag for an overnight. She seems to ask: can I go too? No, you can't. Big Mio tries to as...

They seem to think somebody turned up the heat here in San Francisco. I think so too.

Actually this should probably be titled something like "domesticity at a quiet moment."  The beasts are often not so settled. Erud...

We live with overseers. Yes, Mio is a big boy.

  Janeway knows what is important to the humans in this household and even looks on ...   We haven't always turned on the furnace this f...

Such a picture of peace and contemplation. This doesn't capture the mad ruckus the two cats sometimes create in the middle of the night....

You may be asking: "don't you feed that cat?" Of course we do. But regular supplies of cat food and cat treats don't disco...

  It's hard being confined indoors when you're optimized for hunting any small critter that moves. Several times a day, Janeway and ...

  Who's that cat in the window? Janeway doesn't care. She has caught the evening sunbeam and stretches happily.   Here's the vie...

  I am watched. I think it's about the opening of cans. Why don't I get on with it? It's dinner time and we're starving. ...

Janeway and Mio bask in a sunbeam, calmly watching the world go by. You would not know, they could have been roughhousing the minute before....

Two cats, one bed. Despite the size discrepancy, Janeway holds her own when Mio approaches. They work it out, often by both abandoning the c...

  When I came in dripping from moving the garbage cans off the street in the drizzle, they were standing by to superintend me. Thanks for th...