No, this is not going to be my review of Dostoevsky’s classic novel, but rather a report about my weekend!
I’m normally a very well-behaved boy, but something just got into me this past weekend and I went wild! Maybe all this pandemic stress is getting to me, too. My bad day started when Mama C decided to make a beef stew on Sunday. To hear Mama G tell it, Mama C makes a very “mean” beef stew. That doesn’t sound like a good thing to me, but I guess in the wacky world of human lingo it’s a compliment. Anyway, Mama C went looking for the Crock-Pot, and I jumped at the opportunity to explore the cupboard. Hey, look, I found the fondue pot! Maybe Mama C can make a fondue next weekend.
Mama C then made a run to the supermarket for a few more ingredients, and she came back with one of my favorite things: flowers! Oh, those were for Mama G? Mama G gets very possessive about her flowers and shooed me away as I tried to help with the arrangement, and maybe grab a little snack, too.
After the stew was prepared and left to simmer, Those Two headed downstairs to their favorite place: the bar. They were in the middle of a competitive Scrabble game when I decided to join them. They were quite surprised when I gingerly walked over the board, then tipped over Mama G’s rack full of tiles and batted them around! Three can play at this game!
It was at about this point that Mama C raised her voice and Mama G was ranting about a “timeout,” whatever that is. I just yawned in her face, then proceeded to take a leisurely stroll atop the Foosball table. Gooooooooal!!!
By the time I was caught in the sink licking some beef stew out of a bowl, Mama C had completely lost her patience. She scooped me up and scolded me like I’ve never been scolded before! I was more embarrassed than afraid.
A guy’s got to know his limits, so after that I retreated to the spare bedroom, crawled under the comforter, and slept off whatever it was that had gotten into me. Monday was a better day, for all of us.
Oxbow's World 
Dear Mr. Oxbow, the last photo tells it all. The look of submission by your body posture means that you, my dear Oxbow…really did cause havoc with both your Mamas. However, under the circumstances of the Covid19 challenge and stress that the whole planet is experiencing, you simply must be given leeway for your actions. Sophisticated felines like you are EXTREME ENERGY SENSITIVES and you are picking up all the worry and angst that is flying all around the world in every corner of the globe. Fear not my favorite feline…this Covid19 challenge will end and the entire world will be better for it. How can anyone in their rational mind not be changed by this planetary intervention! Just give your Mamas a “heads up” that you’ll have times when the energy will be too much for you. Mayhem may just reoccur…
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