Abby Normal's End in Sight

Abby Normal: My Mum says I'm a drama queen. She says my title for this post is over-the-top dramatic and that you will get the wrong idea about what I have to say today because of it.  I have no idea what she is talking about!

I have some exciting news, friends! A picture of my lovely self is in a new Catster article, "You Sent Us Photos of Cat Butts -- We Expose Some of the Best." You can check it out here! 

Maybe we should have our own day for such a feature. Whaddaya think? 

Oh, Styx says I have to share this video of her. I hate to admit it, but she is doing some really good work here:

Lazy-time in Action

Abby Normal: My Mum, Ms. C, says there are clearer pictures of me yawning that exist. But this one is the most recent! She caught me in mid-yawn this week, knowing about our event. My body is quivering as I stretch fully, so I look even fuzzier than usual:

I even have my claws digging in to her chair where I can reach!

Everyone have an awesome CATURDAY!! Meow!

Catatonic Caturday

Abby Normal: There is no better way to generate warmth and good feelings on a cold winter day than by curling up into a ball and sleeping!

Whisker Wednesday and an Intro!

Hi! My name is Abby Normal. I am a 3 and 11/12ths year old tabby who has a house-panther sister named Stygia, a Mum named Ms. C, and a man named Mr. R. I am so excited there is finally a club for tabbies! We have our own blog called T'Abby Normal & the Stygian Panther.

Today, as my first post, I thought I'd share with you a close up of where my tabby whiskers come from:


As you can see, I have dark whisker-dots from where my whiskers sprout. I have some black whiskers, and some white whiskers, but many of them are "ticked," meaning they are black at the roots, but white on the outsides! My Mum says it makes it look like my whiskers are floating off of my face. It also makes them difficult to photograph in detail. I hope you enjoyed my whiskers, I am very proud of them.

When my Mum finds my whiskers lying around the house, she puts them in this frog which she has to keep out of my reach because I wanna kill it:


Maybe a little weird! But you can see at least one of my "ticked" whiskers. And I think she is very sweet to treasure such important pieces of me this way.