It’s #caturday and here is Cherry. We are growing old together. #BlackCatsOfMastodon #BlackCat #LuckyBlackCat #houseplants #sunlight #cozy

This is Midnatt's arm (and lap) and she will not accept anything suggesting otherwise! Not visible is her tail which is whipping against the sofa.

It should be mentioned that our #LuckyBlackCat has a very active tail--while sometimes her displeasure can be seen in a "whippy tail", but more often than not it's just the way she uses her tail.

Early #caturday! My beautiful #LuckyBlackCat is very upset that her chinrest (my spouse's arm) moved. And talked!

Just to let everyone know: My #LuckyBlackCat is doing nothing, nothing at all.

She's *especially* not trying to find her way into the treat bag in the basket next to me.

There is no better pillow than tail under crossed front paws. I was wanting to get her with eyes closed, but cameras are sus.

Me and my spouse are currently giggling as our #LuckyBlackCat is snoring loudly. And I *mean* loudly.

It's adorable, but how can such a smol thing make such noise?

Me, looking up at #LuckyBlackCat sitting on the CD case next to her tree (it used to be where her treats were, but the tree is now tall enough to easily let her up there, so we've moved them): "Is that where you're sitting?"

Midnatt, whining slightly as she hops back to the tree and starts cleaning a paw: "Nope, just your imagination"

I am so glad to have my #LuckyBlackCat ... last night I couldn't sleep, but once I finally got to bed she came to join me. First she was chattering because the burdies outside the window were mean and not letting her catch them, and then she curled up on my hip.

She then moved further down, so I could only reach a paw and her tail, and she was purring up a storm while I was petting paw and tail and awww ... *heart melts*

Our #LuckyBlackCat is amazingly patient and clearly trusts us very much.

My spouse was trimming her claws (which she accepted by just laying there limply) ... and then he accidentally cut her nail too short (no bleeding, thankfully). She reacted by firmly hissing at him that he'd done wrong ... and then went back to laying limply in his arms.

He decided to wait with the other three paws and she got treats and an apology, but how many cats would stay in claw-trimming lap?

My heart is just ... full.

So, my #LuckyBlackCat has *lots* of places to lay down. If she wants to lay close to me there's a stool next to my chair.

but today, of course, she needed to lay on the footstool that I use for my feet. And of course I petted her. And then she looked up at me with that kind of thing where the cat just looks up at you with a trusting, adorable expression as I petted her cheeks and chin and *swoons*

I love cats.

My poor #LuckyBlackCat is *not* happy with us right now (though for good reasons).

So, some might know/remember that we bought a new tree for her a while back. And when we unpacked it ... two pieces were broken. Well, we ended up cobbling something together, and after two e-mails (that went unanswered) we finally remembered to call at a time when the internet shop was open and *finally* get the ball rolling on replacing those parts.

However, one problem: they didn't have spare parts.

Sometimes the timing of #LuckyBlackCat's vocalizations are amazing. I'm talking to the spouse about my sister, who will pick up Midnatt, hold her and pet her, whether Midnatt wants her to or not (it sounds worse than it is).

I said something about "Midnatt seems to tolerate <sister>" and suddenly, out of nowhere ... "Mrr!" from our cat. Apparently she does *not* tolerate my sister? <.<

My #LuckyBlackCat would like you all to know that she was doing nothing, nothing at all. Stretching! She was just stretching against the bookcase that has her treats on top.

My #LuckyBlackCat on top of the clock, with the top of her (unfinished due to faulty parts) cat tree next to it, as well as the top of the next room door frame

My #LuckyBlackCat is feeling fairly lucky again. We still haven't heard from the company that we bought the cat tree from (there's a couple of pieces broken that needs replacing), but after cat having been quite vocally unhappy with the lack of tree, we set it up kind of temporary.

Not only is it tall and fun, she can leap from the stool by my chair up to the tree, rather than going via the ground.

My #LuckyBlackCat is quite offended. Can you imagine thar mommy is trying to put *feet* on the foot stool that she is laying on!*

* This is not the stool that we have out for her to lay on. This is the stool that is out for me to put my feet on.

I had a nap, and apparently my #LuckyBlackCat decided that she was single-handedly responsible for getting me to get up.

How can I tell? Well, she'd been messing about on the bed, and as soon as I was up she ran to her cat tree, which is where she goes to demand her rightfully earned* treats.

* Did something happen that she could consider wrong? Then she has earned a treat and guardians owe her one. In her opinion, at least (it seems).

Me: *exists*

#LuckyBlackCat: *offended noises*

(no, I don't know what I did, but it was clearly awful and I should feel ashamed <.<)

#LuckyBlackCat is not happy. Her guardians are forcing her to travel! On a train! #mastoCats