Lefty is a cat of many moods.

Granted, most of them are of the quiet, reflective sort, but we’re fine with that. In a household full of egocentric extroverts*, it’s rather nice to find an introvert.

* Obviously, I’m speaking only of the cats here. Maggie and I tend toward the “disgruntled hermit” end of the spectrum.

He spend a large chunk of his time on “Imperial Majesty”

Then, naturally, there’s “Are You Kidding Me?”

Recently, however, most of Lefty’s headspace has been this:

It’s called “Going Down There Would Be Beneath My Dignity, But If It Comes Any Closer, I’ll Squash It Like A Bug”.