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In French, the word “bookworm” can be translated into the expression “rat de bibliothèque” (library rat). Well, I’m certainly not a rat (!) or a worm (!!) but I’ve always loved books! I guess that makes me a bookcat!

These pics were taken when I was about 9 months old, at my human’s Mom’s home. I was on top the book case. You can click on any picture of the gallery below to biggify and get to the diaporama but first I want to show you something.

Can you see the wallpaper peeling a little near the ceiling? It was me! I wanted to be a home decorator at the time! And can you see my tail? That’s because my human thought I wouldn’t be a good home decorator! The nerve!
You will be able to see that on several pics I am watching my piece of art very proudly!

Speaking of books, my human and I will review a wonderful book on Thursday.

I also learned from Cat Wisdom 101 that April is National Poetry Month. It will finally (I say finally because this has been a project since last December!) be the occasion for a book giveaway linked to poems, drawings and… kitties of course! And this will be on Caturday!

So I wish everyone a great week and hope to see you all on these two days especially!

I don’t know about you, but my human has had a busy past week.

Consequently, I have to work today and do my job of Chief Napper. Actually, I even have to hire an assistant!

How was your week and your weekend? Purrs to everyone!

[You can click on any picture to biggify]

Kitshka! Go back to work!

Stop calling me, human. I don't feel like moving.

Stop calling me, human. I don’t feel like moving.

Is that cream cheese? IS THAT CREAM CHEESE??

Is that cream cheese? IS THAT CREAM CHEESE??

Sorry furriends, gotta run!…

Not so long ago, when my human’s Mom sent me my favorite food for my purrthday, it was packed – you guessed it! – in a box. The box is from the French post office and it can be folded and unfolded.

Of course, it is not enough that the usual suspects would play with MY tunnel… some Mademoiselle has to get MY box too!

I was peacefully napping in my box when…

Who's this? Is this Kitshka?

Who’s this? Is this Kitshka?

Yes, it is Kitshka...

Yes, it is Kitshka…

Kitshka: Hiya Texas! Can I come play in your box? Texas: No!

Kitshka: Hiya Texas! Can I come play in your box?
Texas: No!

Kitshkla: purrlease... Texas: Seriously no!

Kitshka: purrlease…
Texas: Seriously, no!

Kitshka: Come on... Texas: Get out or I'll bunny kick you out!

Kitshka: Come on…
Texas: Get out or I’ll bunny kick you out!

Kitshka: But we can both fit in it! Texas: Out! Out!

Kitshka: But we can both fit in it!
Texas: Out! Out!

Out out out!

Out out out!

Kitshka: Texas is being mean with me, sniff... Texas: Awww... well, okay, let's share the box...

Kitshka: Texas is being mean to me, sniff…
Texas: Awww… well, okay, let’s share the box…

Kitshka: Hooray!! Texas: I think I'm gonna have to find me another box...

Kitshka: Hooray!!
Texas: I think I’m gonna have to find me another box…

Kitshka: Don't take so much room, Texas! Texas: Yep, I need another box...

Kitshka: Don’t take so much room, Texas!
Texas: Yep, I need another box…

Hey, Texas!

Hey, Texas!

Are you leaving?

Are you leaving?

I guess that means the box is mine then, right?

I guess that means the box is mine then, right?

Those pics were taken just two weeks after I was adopted.

[Click to biggify]

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