Poor kitty lost her voice

Hi Natty!  What's going on?  I hope you are having a great time, and keeping yourself safe and relaxed.  Don't worry, OK!  Just enjoy the ride.  I'm doing OK here.  It wasn't too much of an active day, which I prefer because I'm lazy.  I did chores in the morning, then went out in the evening to buy gasoline.  I just got done trying to find a video of a cat in heat howling, but YouTube didn't have any good ones.  No cat on YouTube can howl like my cats, apparently.  Floofy and Lookie are the ones that make all the noise, and they cue off each other.  But poor Lookie has lost her voice.  Instead of the usual eardrum piercing yowl and screech, she can now only go "burp... burrp... bleah... quack... quack..."  Sweetie, you can't just belt it out for hours on strictly passion.  You've got to have technique, or you'll blow your voice out.  Floofy doesn't seem too affected, though.  At least she can still meow.

Sugar (and coffee)

Hi Natty!  It's so marvelous to see your smiling face.  You have such a beautiful smile.  I don't smile much, because I don't have a beautiful smile like yours.  Well I also have serious responsibilities, but so what.  Plus, you're not here with me.  I don't eat that much sugar, though.  Let's see, what sugar did I have today?  Condensed milk in my coffee... that's it so far.  My tea is just water, rose pekoe, and aloe vera.  I have half a bottle of Coca-Cola which I plan to enjoy tonight.  That's it, and that's my average day in sugar.  I'm guessing that when we marry inshaAllah, I will be buying more butter, eggs and sugar than I have ever bought in my life.

Let's see, sweet and sticky:

I had a vision of married life:

Hi Natty

How you doin', Sweetheart?  I hope everything is going peachy for you right now.  Oh, a little bit of stress?  Well, you know what to do about that.  Get to that quiet place and slow your heart down.  Eat chicken and tofu.  I think this time it's just hormones, so the nerves will go away inshaAllah.  I want you to know that I love you with all my heart.

Yeah, I'm running late today.  I just got back from the mosque because it's Tuesday and the old master is there on Tuesdays, so I had to go listen to him talk.  I still have my dinner sitting on the counter top half-eaten, because I didn't have time to finish it.  Then when I got back, I had to review the TikTok video to make sure the kids aren't being more annoying than usual.  Yes I love you kids, but I love my Natty more.  OK?  Next up is wardrobe time with Mary Unknown7.  So after that, I'll finish my dinner.  I was planning to make a batch of dough, but forget that.  Tomorrow, I guess.

The preferred pussycat

Hi beautiful Natty!  Wow, it looks cold over there.  Of course I know which one you are: you're the one holding the drink.  I'm sorry I can't afford to buy you a nice new winter coat or anything at all right now.  This spiritual path I take doesn't allow for wanton materialism.  I have been given guardianship of this music and Mary Unknown7, and God will kick my ass if I chose money over faith.  I hope you accept this, and forgive me.  I promise I will be the one to pay for our marriage and family inshaAllah, as it is the way of Islam.

I love all my cats equally but when everyone is in heat, then one obviously rises up over the others.  It is the cat that doesn't make a racket howling 24/7, and doesn't spray on my bedroom and bathroom door.  Yoolie has leveled up over the others.  She just lies there quietly while I work and Mary sings, and doesn't say a single word/meow unless I or some other cat touches her in the wrong spot and puts her into an orgasm.  Such is life.  I choose one cat over the others, and it happens to be the Cat of Death.