There were complications. A tooth had to be removed.

There were many ouchies and indignities.

Initially the pain medication seemed to make Jeff stoned enough that he didn’t mind awfully much.

But after the medication, Jeff might have had a mad.

He has since forgiven Staff – we think. At least until we start trying to brush his teeth to prevent future extractions.

Jeff was most cross.

He was pronounced in good health, but will be going back soon for a dental cleaning. Staff expects he will again be most cross.

Jeff weighed in at about 16.5 pounds. Staff procedure is to disregard the handle on the cat carrier; a two-handed hold is required.

Bits of Jeff floated through the air like snowflakes.

Jeff laid in their midst, oblivious. He didn’t need those bits anyway.

Jeff was unimpressed by the party favors.

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

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)

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.

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.

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.

He has simply been busy.

Getting new perspectives

Using his imagination

Thinking inside the box


Thinking next to the box

Making new friends

Enjoying fine dining experiences

This all made Jeff sleepy;

But we expect he will be back at it tomorrow.