Jeff and Staff had a quiet New Year at home.

Jeff was unimpressed by the party favors.

He did, however, enjoy a bit of catnip. Ahem.

Mouse: Knock knock.

Jeff: Who’s there?

Mouse: Mouse that lives in a tree out front. I’m chewing on the doormat.

Jeff: Let me just come outside and we can discuss it.

Mouse: (giggles and runs away)

Jeff started Thanksgiving with a leisurely morning.

He ignored the initial cooking preparations, but appeared instantly as soon as the raw turkey appeared. He paced the kitchen scenting the air.

He knew.

Jeff repeatedly checked in on Staff’s progress in the kitchen throughout the afternoon, winding around our ankles to ensure we were aware we were being inspected.

Staff ate using the standard one-bite-for-Staff, two-bites-for-Jeff method. When cat dinnertime arrived, Jeff got his own personal Thanksgiving.

He inhaled it and returned to the kitchen for seconds.

After dinner Jeff slipped into the obligatory post-turkey nap.

His leftovers are in the fridge.

The nights have recently gotten chilly, leading to concerted warmth-seeking efforts by all household pets.

This morning Jeff was found in a stripe of sunshine just his size.

The sun itself conformed to Jeff’s will.

…and El Jefe was pleased.

El Jefe and Norman were sharing a blanket.

Norman decided he was done sharing, but found himself in a rather awkward situation.

As in all cases, one may leave when dismissed by Jeff, and not before.

Staff note to self: update Jeff’s resume to include roadblock and doorstop.

Jeff has a basket.

The basket has a view overlooking the yard.

However, sometimes Jeff’s favorite view is the insides of his eyelids.

There is no need to worry about Jeff.

He has simply been busy.

Getting new perspectives

Using his imagination

Thinking inside the box
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Staff has a round cat bed vaguely reminiscent of a nest. Only Norman occasionally sleeps in it.

Until now.

Though it is a size or two too small for him, Jeff has taken a liking to the round bed.

Even though it is more flat than round now.

And sometimes an additional supplemental bed is needed.

Staff recently purchased top of the line tomato cages. They came in a large cardboard box.

In a unique coincidence, the dimensions of the box closely correspond to those of a Jeff-sized hallway.

Naturally, Jeff had to go in and investigate.

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Staff wished to change the bedclothes.

Jeff arrived to either protest or assist; it can be hard to tell.

One thing was certain – the sheets moved, and anything that moves must be swiftly killed. The sheets are now dead.