Cat Races

I appear to be at the cat races. The apartment in Austin seems to be a wondrous place to run for the kitties. Monty and Taz have been playing chase for a good 15 minutes now. They were playing chase earlier too. They're loving it. New places to hide and pounce out at each other. I bet it would be great to sit in the gallery downstairs and listen to these small ponies run all over the place.

I am going to bed. Hopefully the cats are done with chase for the night as being run over by a 6lb cat closely followed by a 16lb cat just isn't very conducive to sleep.

Oh, and Austin has already welcomed be back with open pollen-y arms. The sneezing has begun. Who knew Waco would be a refuge of sorts?