Catlog 10032023: Tactical Fortification

I know, I know…. you all thought I had gone missing in action didn’t you? That’s hardly the case. I am nowhere and I am everywhere.

I am clearly not the one that has been missing in action recently. I guess human life is quite different from that of mine. I get to sleep all day and groom myself loudly. I prefer to do this while the powers that be are in a slumber state. I have been told it sounds like an old person eating a bowl of chili very loudly and very slowly. This brings me joy knowing that I can annoy the authorities this easily.

Other creatures do not have it quite so easy. Upon waking from one of my 194 power naps throughout the day, I can’t help but to notice the authorities are always doing something around here. Rearranging the gifts I provide for them seems to be the norm. Some of said “gifts” are strategically placed in plain view. Others, not so much. Chapstick, contact lens cases, toilet paper, sink drain stoppers, etc. You name it, and I can move it.

The short haired authority (my cat Dad), came home the other day with a rather large box. He was grunting while trying to get said box inside the house. It was rather amusing to me. I was quite eager to climb inside of it, but he kept denying access. I eventually gave up and went upstairs for a nap (#148 for the day). It was hard to sleep being there was quite a bit of noise downstairs for the next little while, but I could not be bothered to go see what it was. I honestly did not care. I knew it was for me because everything is for me right? Yes.

A short while later, I ventured back downstairs. I was unsure what had happened, but the room had changed. If you understand cats, you know good and well we do not take kindly to change. But this change was different. It took me a few minutes to process what had happened while I was out of office. This. Is. Amazing. I think…. Apparently the authorities constructed a battle tower for me. Neat!

This was not the tree I climbed as a kitten. It was much softer and it had more branches and places to sleep. Is this real life? Of course it is. The authorities have gone above and beyond this time. It’s an urban gymnasium fortress! It’s mine. All mine! Muhahahahaha!

It’s been a little over 24 hours since I first occupied the base. I am still both fortifying and exploring. I have declassified a few photos of my newest installation. The descriptions are tagged in the photos. I hope you all enjoy this as much as I do. I will most likely not grant my sister entry to anything except the lowest level. I’ve already proven this several times. The authorities are less than thrilled with my decision. Without further adieu, I present you Fort A-hole. Enjoy.

Carrying out final checks on the lower level.
Inspecting the blast doors.
Final checks complete. Break time. 🙂
Southeast observation deck and sleeping quarters. Level 2.
Hooman! You are entering an unauthorized area. Please exit immediately.
This is your final warning!
Ok that’s it pal…
Facility is all clear. Final safety checks complete. I’z tired. By the way, this thing is awesome. CatDadChad for president.