Hello. It’s me, your stressed-out dilute calico buddy. I’ve had a really rough week.
Onyx: Don’t you think you’re being a little dramatic? After all, I’m the one whose human is still missing. And no one is letting me outside to track her down.
Gypsy: That’s your idea of stress? You’ve gotten out a few times. It’s not my fault if they keep bringing you back in.
Onyx: I almost made it the last time. If I’d just made it under the porch in the back yard, I would have been free.
Sgt Stripes: Free to do what? You’ve never lived outside. You have no idea what’s out there.
Onyx: I need to find my human.
Snoops: Be careful. Some of the birds out there would just think you’re a tasty snack.
Onyx: Ugh. I hate birds.
Sgt Stripes: Some of them are rather tasty.
Angel: I agree. Especially the chicken-flavored ones.
Gypsy: Can we get back to me, please? I had a bad week.
Sgt Stripes: What happened?
Gypsy: Well, someone (looks at Onyx) stole my humans just as I was finally getting back to normal after the trauma of being down a human.
Onyx: Don’t look at me. You decided to move into Blondie’s room after she left.
Gypsy: Only after you moved into Mom’s room.
Onyx: I was lonely. You should have shared.
Gypsy: Shared what? You took over the bed. Besides, I didn’t really like it in Blondie’s room. The top of the bookcase was nice. And the food delivery was adequate. But I only stayed a couple of weeks. You could have moved back in.
Onyx: Nah. I need humans. Besides, you moved into the bedroom next door.
Gypsy: I do like Yam’s room.
Onyx: Who’s Yam?
Gypsy: You know. Young Adult Male.
Onyx: I never knew that was his name.
Sgt Stripes: Wait a minute. That’s my human. His name isn’t Yam.
Gypsy: It is to me. Besides, you never use those drawers under his bed. They are perfect for hiding from the little humans. And right across the hall from the kibble, water, and litter box.
Angel: Then you should have stayed there.
Gypsy: I would have, but I got kicked out. Yam had a guest and shut the door. It really was an unpleasant weekend. Both Onyx and Sgt Stripes were up there. And so were the little humans.
Angel: So what? That’s the way it used to be before the big tabby took over downstairs.
Sgt Stripes: I have a name, you know. And I didn’t take over anything. You kept watching me while I ate and intimidated me. Mom had to find me a place on the counter so I could eat in peace.
Angel: You are a drama llama.
Snoops: You two do need to get along a little better. At least Sarge and I can share space without hissing all the time.
Gypsy: Hello! This is supposed to be about me. Between you guys feuding and the small humans, my nerves were shot.
Onyx: Here’s the real drama queen.
Snoops: Be nice, Onyx. Gypsy went through a lot before you guys got here. And things have been very strange lately. Where did you go after Yam’s room?
Gypsy: I tried Mom’s room. But since it’s the spot for Storytime while Blondies’s gone, that wasn’t a good choice. The boys stress me out.
Sgt Stripes: They’re loud. But they do give lots of treats.
Gypsy: I really don’t like loud noises or being touched if I don’t ask for it. They make me very nervous.
Angel: Did you finally find a spot?
Gypsy: I did. I found a drawer in the filing cabinet in the study.
Angel: So why are you out here instead of your new spot?
Gypsy: This is where the annoying part of humans comes in. I can get the drawer open by myself on the outside, but it closes on its own.
Snoops: So you were trapped?
Gypsy: Sort of. The humans didn’t find me for two days.
Snoops: They were worried about you, but you kinda have a history of hiding when you get stressed out. They thought you were hiding in the basement rafters again.
Gypsy: Whatever. I cried a few times but no one came.
Angel: That’s probably because the other drama queen (looks at Onyx) talks non-stop sometimes.
Gypsy: I guess Mom got worried. She was going room-to-room calling my name. She thought she heard something, so she got our human brother to listen. He figured out where I was. I was really thirsty and hungry, but no lasting damage.
Snoops: We saw you got extra food and water.
Angel: And everyone came out to see what the fuss was about.
Snoops: That story had a happy ending. Why was it a bad week?
Gypsy: That was the perfect place to hide. I went back there after I’d eaten and drank. I thought I was set for the night.
Onyx: Let me guess. You were dumb enough to get trapped again.
Gypsy: I was just settling in for a nice nap when Mom opened the drawer and made me get out. Then they put a big box in front of the drawer so I can’t open it.
Sgt Stripes: They were trying to keep you safe.
Gypsy: They knew it was my hiding space. They could have checked on me every few hours.
Sgt Stripes: You’re right. I guess they’re not so fully trained after all.
Ed Note – We would like to apologize to all of our bloggy friends. We have been living in chaos for a few weeks now and have fallen behind reading other blogs. We are in the process of catching up. In addition, we have not been able to access some blogs that are sent on Jetpack. (It’s very weird. We can read some on our computer, but others are only accessible on the phone.) We thought it was a Jetpack issue. It’s actually a Chromebook issue. Please bear with us as we sift through everything.
Adventures in Cheeseland 
Cat conversations are always a pleasure to read… 😸
They each have their own personality
I just stick with Safari. I’d never be able to fix it if I had another browser that acted up. I’ll just stick with what I have I guess. Gypsy, I wish you could visit us for a bit. We’d make you comfy.
Thank you for thinking of me. Purrs, Gypsy
Oh Gypsy, you absolute drama queen—and I say that with the utmost affection. Humans always seem to vanish at the worst possible moment, right when you’ve finally adjusted post-human-evacuation. But chin up, dilute calico champ—you’ve survived worse. Here’s hoping your humans return soon, because your commentary is far too entertaining to be short-staffed!
Why, thank you. It’s wonderful to hear from a human who understands.
gypsy, we reely feel your painz. we do not like noisy liddle peepullz either. we r sorry that yoo got trapped in your hidey hole.
Thank you! I’m looking at new hiding places in the basement
can eye say onyx…eye total lee ten bazillion purr cent agreez… tho itz knot burd sew much az bass terd chickn N turkeez…N gypsy…sorree ya had ta givez up yur hidin spot tho that one waz kinda sorta danger uzz…ya noe…spesh a lee when ya canna get ta nomz 24/7. hope stuff settlez for everee one and yur week end iz grate ‼️😸🐟 N we cracked up at YAM…😜😜‼️😸
Thank you for your support. I’m looking for another safe space
I haven’t read the whole story yet 😕
Guud GREEF!!! Gypsy that ISS alot to deel with! What about you an Onxy beein frendss so youss’ can keep each other company?? Mee nose it iss NOT conventional, butt these are tuff timess fore all of youss’! What due you think Sgt Stripess??? An Onyx THE door dashin an gettin out iss NOT all it’ss cracked up to bee. Trust mee! As a Kitty off THE meen streetss of Wireton mee nose! An gettin out with Hu’manss who care iss werser! They go to peecess 😉 Bee safe deer frendss!
***nose rubss*** BellaDharma an {{{hugss}}} BellaSita Mum
Sgt Stripes isn’t really a fan of the boys either. Unless they are giving him treats. 🙂
Little Hu’man Kitss can bee furry noisy an wild can’t they Sgt Stripess?
Yes, they can. But I’m training them to give me treats
Hope ‘training’ goes well with Hu’man Kittss 😉
Calico cats live by the rule that it never hurts to ask—loudly, repeatedly, and with three different colors of attitude.
You are definitely correct about that
My Calico, Susy, loves to talk and get into stuff, too. I am sorry your Mama hasn’t returned yet.
They do seem to have adventurous spirits
I am in the same boat with all the chaos. What happened to your human? You reminded me of a day Frankie disappeared when we were at this house back in 2021. It’s a big house and I searched it high and low for Frankie. I then searched the neighborhood. Eventually I found him locked in one of the bathroom closets.
Curiosity does get the better of cats sometimes. My daughter is due to return on Wednesday after a two-month stay at an eating disorder clinic.
I hope all goes well.
Thank you
I hope Blondie returns soon so Onyx stops trying to run away. my cats can relate with the little humans being a problem. XO
She is supposed to be home on Wednesday. Mom says that’s soon. Paws crossed
Oh, poor Gypsy. So sorry you got stuck! Hope you are feeling better and I hope Blondie returns soon. Hang in there guys.
She’s supposed to be home this week. In the meantime, I’m hanging out in the basement
Oh poor Gypsy it must have been terrible to have been shut in for so long please be careful we all love you.xx😽🐈⬛🐈🐾🐾
Thank you! I like the rafters in the basement. No way to get trapped, but very difficult for the humans to get to
Hi there 😊 i read your story! It brought a smile to my face as always ☺️ gee im glad your daughter is coming home. Poor gypsy!
Glad you liked it. Hopefully things will get back to normal for the cats soon
Gypsy should have any room she wants. I thought her and Sarge get along pretty well, yeah?
They do get along well. They have been known to share food and space. She seems to be getting better about being around the other cats again. Hopefully I can get her back upstairs when the cold weather gets here