I Think Floyd Has Had Quite Enough of Me Today

Floyd Has Spoken

Floyd’s expressive face tells the whole story, his golden eyes narrowed in that special way cats reserve for humans who just don’t know when to quit. His luxurious fluffy fur stands slightly on end, the feline equivalent of rolling up a newspaper to swat an overeager playmate. Every cat owner knows this look, the moment when purrs turn to protests and tail flicks become warning flags.

The afternoon sun highlights the subtle tabby stripes in Floyd’s coat as he delivers his silent but firm verdict. No more belly rubs, no more feather toys, definitely no more camera flashes. This regal house panther has decreed that human entertainment hours are officially concluded. His majestic posture and slightly twitching whiskers suggest he may grant clemency tomorrow, but only if treats are involved.