I'm So Glad for Halloween Eve, My Fur Stands on End!

As I always say, it's the claws that refreshes.

Connecticut, I am Here!

Yesterday after work my Daddy and I flew standby as pass-riders from ORD (Chicago) to BDL (Hartford, Connecticut). Because the plane was not full we got first class (Daddy sat in 3A, I got my very own seat in front of him, right under 2A.) It was rather fun and I was not at all scared, not on the bus, on the L train, or even at the airport when I had to come out of my travel bag to go through security. While waiting for our plane (a Boeing 757), I met a nice lady from England (now living in Scotland) who told me all about her own cat who she recently had to put to sleep (?) after "14 years". Fourteen years! I can't stay awake 14 hours, sometimes not even 14 minutes without my nap!

It's a beautiful day in the country here, the sun is shining and it is around 55 degrees. Here's a picture from the summertime on the porch. Best if all, though, I am with my best friend, Lola. Lola is a yellow Labrador retriever and we love to play chase-the-cat. I always win - at least, so far.

Why am in in Connecticut? Because Daddy is going to Hawaii and I can't go there without too much red tape (?) - something about rabies and quarantines (?) because Hawaii (which is a long airplane flight away) doesn't have rabies, unlike the mainland (where we live). I know all about rabies as my vet, Dr. Marks, gives me shots for it. (Daddy's note: it's to prevent rabies, Tav.)

Bath Day

Every Saturday my Daddy gives me a bath. He says it's so we can live together, he says he is allergic to me. To ME! I know it's coming when he starts the bath running (he never takes a bath in the morning himself), then puts three towels in the clothes dryer. That's when I go hide. For some reason, he always seems to find me though. Today he found me hiding under the couch, next to the stereo subwoofer. I don't put up much of a fight when he catches me, because I know he means well: He puts me in the bathroom sink filled with warm water then scrubs me with a hypoallergenic soap called Purpose. Then it's into the bathtub for the rinse cycle. It's filled right up to my chin, but my head never gets wet. Sometimes I even like the bathtub part because it's really warm. But I like the hot towel rub-down is even better. Afterwards, I go off and lick myself dry. After a little me time, I'm myself again. Here I am drying myself, July last year.

But after I dried off today in the warm apartment we went for a drive in the car. I went to the supermarket (Treasure Island), to Walgreen's, to Jewel (another supermarket where you park on the roof!), then to the dry cleaners. I love to stand on my hind feet with my front paws on the car door with the window down. I supposedly look like Rin Tin Tin, whoever that was. And when we come home, my Dad opens the car door and lets me walk all by myself to the hallway door. He says I'm a homing cat.

My first post

My name is Tavist Dee. You may call me Tavist. I also answer to Tav. Or not. I am a cat, specifically an American Short Hair Classic Silver Tabby. I was born in Los Angeles, I live in Chicago, and I travel the world with my Flight Attendant family in search of fun. These are my adventures. Join me.