He’s A Feline.

Truman and I are sharing a moment on the roof. He says hello.

I know I’m posting this a day late, but this photo just came from back home and it made me happy. Apparently Truman has parked himself on Mike while Earl and I are out of town.

While we are on vacation Truman is in the very capable hands of the rest of the family. He’s probably telling them who’s boss and just hanging out watching the action in the rest of the household. 

Truman enjoyed some sunbathing for much of the week. With record temperatures in the Sonoran Desert, he enjoys the sun from air conditioned comfort. Don’t we all.

Truman has been parking himself fairly close to my feet lately. He doesn’t want to relax on my feet; he just wants to be in the general vicinity. I take this to be his way of being cuddly.

It makes us both very happy.

Truman suggested I start getting more creative with my photography and videography. He suggested I use a jaunty angle while I photograph him from a flattering position.

Truman has been joining me out on the garage roof while thunderstorms play around the mountains just to the east of our home. He purrs like crazy while he’s out there with me and usually just sits along side, watching birds and other activity around the house. Once in a while the lightning flashes will catch his eye and we’ll be watching lightning together. He flicks an ear if the thunder is particularly loud.

It wouldn’t be good to let him out and about on our nearly three acres of land. However, having him join me out on the roof, whether it’s watching thunderstorms or admiring the night sky before bed, seems to warrant a high number and volume of purrs. His contentment is charming.

Truman was not pleased last night as the hoomans decided that he needed a bath and then carried out this evil plan. The whole affair took less than 10 minutes but apparently that was too much time away from the possibility of kibble.

Truman has decided to start hanging out with the rest of the family this week, usually stationing himself on the bar stools between the kitchen and the family room. He’s been quite attentive to the activity surrounding him and seems to be quite comfortable in this location.

He took a moment to pose for me when he saw me waving my iPhone around. He’s tolerant like that.