When Cats Get Bored: The Tempest Papers, Letters From a Boat Cat

So this weekend has been more than a little crazy. Today is my oldest grandson's 4th birthday party and I'm making him a cake. He wanted a "Fib" birthday cake (An OG Veggie Tales video called "The Fib from Out Space")

Anyway, the cake didn't turn out great, but I did it... and thankfully the 4 year old who chose the weird looking creature as his cake liked it, because that's what really matters.

THEN, tonight @abyni has her first gig at her favorite coffeehouse. (She's had other gigs, but this is the first one at CHOCS) and I get to go listen to my favorite musician sing for a couple of hours... which I am REALLY looking forward to.

ANYWAY, without futher ado, here is the weekly letter from Tempest:

Dear Paris,
Today I was bored (don't tell your mom I used the B word!) so I spelled out "HELP" in cat shit in my litter box to see if I could freak your dad out.
He didn't even notice.
Shit.
Hahahahaha... shit. I spelled it out... oh nevermind.
I need something interesting to happen. You know what would be really cool? If some of those flying fish would land on the deck when I'm up. I could really use some fresh fish to eat. Have I mentioned that these humans only feed me shitty dry cat food every day? Because they do.
You should send me some snacks. I can put them in my secret hiding place.
Your hungry cat,
Tempest
Queen of the boat pets, Overlord of the floating Castle of 11 Purple Monkeys.
P.S. Attached is a photo of my 'bored' pose. Even Tiberius the perfect wonder dog is bored! I think its quite clear, don't you? Does anyone ELSE notice? Nooooooo.