Maestro on Monday

My new favorite thing is to jump up on the player piano keys in the middle of the night. You may ask "why don't your humans cover the keys like smart people would?"



Well, it used to be closed all the time, but the stinky monkey boy keeps lifting the cover up and smashing his fingers so now the beans leave it open. Then they forget to close it before bed.



Their mental hiccoughs are my entertainment...over and over and over...

House Panthers like hunting from great heights, but unfortunately, the keys don't lend to stealth...

My buddy Rudy is having some big blood problems caused by fleas. Please send him and his beans some purrs.