Sam got stuck on the roof this evening, howling like crazy. I thought they were playing but when I went to check, there he was, sitting up there looking plaintively at me. I climbed up and grabbed him. He yelped a little in fear but very quickly I caught him and put him down on the table. He seemed a little grateful. All the other cats came into the kitchen in time to see him being rescued.

Later, Tux leapt beside me while I read to say hi. He seems to like the area where my pillow usually is. I petted him some and then Boy began howling a little. I picked him up and he sat on my lap. For the first time ever, while sitting on my lap, he began aggressively licking his right forearm and even bit it a little. I think it must have been itchy.

Sam came by to have a look and Boy got ansy. His leg kicked some, and that was the signal for me to let him go. :)