Operation Thomas Integration

My Disciples,

I think Operation Thomas Integration has begun! I think the Guardians are happy with the progress TheBrothers and I are making in accepting him as one of us. Well, I should say they are happy with the progress Brother Oliver is making, because he’s really the only one that has been resistant to the idea of Thomas joining The Inner Circle. Anyway, the Guardians have made some modifications to the house that allow Thomas a little more freedom of movement. Originally they had placed a door at the top of the stairs to Kitty Valhalla. That has been Thomas’s domain for the last several weeks. Now that door has been moved to the bottom of the stairs.

Where there was once a door, now there is an open staircase. Thomas can go all the way down it to look out the window or access one of many Potty Pods in the house.

At the bottom of the stairs, Thomas can look out a large picture window or use a Potty Pod. He can also look down the hallway and see what goes on in the house. The Brothers and I are still allowed to have supervised visits up in Kitty Valhalla, but we can also have much more regular interaction with him when he comes down to the door. Last night he even sat on the steps looking down at Brother Oliver who was snacking below. Brother Oliver didn’t hiss or anything! I think that is a good sign.

Here is where the Guardians put the door. Right next to the door is the spot where The Brothers and I always have our dinner. Now, when he is ready, Thomas can join us for dinner. He’ll have to be on the other side of the door at first though just to make sure Brother Oliver behaves.

The Guardians are also doing a bunch of work down in the basement today that I think has something to do with the next stage of Operation Thomas Integration. I’m doing My best to help them by supervising and begging for treats now and then to force them to take a break. I wouldn’t want to overexert themselves and not be able to finish the project! Plus, those treats aren’t going to jump out of the container on their own!

So Sayeth Otis

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It’s Time To Admit I Have A Problem

My Disciples,

I have a problem. No, it’s not with catnip bananas or prescription medicine bottles. It’s with big, fluffy kitty tails. Whenever I see a big, fluffy tail, I just have to grab it and rub it against My cheeks. I do this all the time with Mama Cat’s tail when she comes close enough to My Outdoor Domain for Me to grab it. Yeah, she gets mad, but she gets over it quickly. Well, I just noticed last night that there is another kitty with a big, fluffy tail. It just so happens that his name is… errrr… Thomas. I’m so ashamed of what I did!

I’m mad at Myself for what I did last night. I’m also very ashamed.

See, The Brothers, one of the Guardians and I were visiting Thomas in Kitty Valhalla last night. We were all playing and having a great time. In fact, Thomas seemed more comfortable than he has been in weeks. He even came out of his little hidey hole and started wandering around the room. He walked all the way over to the door to look out, turning his back to all of us in an unusual show of trust and… that’s when I saw it. His big, fluffy tail was swishing back and forth in all of its glory.

Before I even knew what I was doing, I sprang forward and grabbed that tail, intending to give it a robust nuzzling. The moment My paws closed around Thomas’s tail, I knew I had made a mistake. Thomas reacted so fast that I never even saw it coming. With a deafening hiss issuing from the depths of his very being, he swung round in a blur and landed two mighty blows on My head with one of his front paws. Stunned, I was sent reeling backwards while Thomas made a beeline back to his hidey hole.

Brother Henry shouted, “Leader Otis! Why did you do that…errr…and are you OK!?” Gathering Myself, I told him that I was OK, but that we needed to check on Thomas. We both jumped up on the bench above Thomas (fearing that he might decide to deliver a few more blows) and tried to talk to him. I said I was sorry for grabbing his tail, but he just kept repeating, “I knew it! I knew something bad would happen if I went out there! I knew it! I knew it! I knew it!”

I apologized, and we tried to reassure Thomas, but he was inconsolable. He wouldn’t even look at us.

The Guardians must have seen that we weren’t making any progress because they ushered The Brothers and Me out of the room. They then spent a little more time with Thomas before coming out themselves. I really didn’t mean to scare Thomas but I just couldn’t help Myself! Blast My obsession with fluffy tails!

So Sayeth Otis

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