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SeQueL

A Day In The Life Of SeQueL

by SeQueL (sql at lerios dot org)

As the book cover says, this is A Visual Introduction to SeQueL.

SeQueL came into our lives as a furball: that's what a kitten is when 90% of her body is a distended tummy. The proper spelling of her name is SQL, as she is named after the computer language, as were our other cats. This acronym is typically pronounced sequel, but we occasionally call her squeal given the high pitch and low volume of her meows.

Baby kitten

The following pictures illustrate a day in SeQueL's life, from her perspective. Photographs of SeQueL in interesting settings are collectors' items since she is scared of anything and everything except Pascal. Think of South Park's Tweek, and you get the idea...

Eeek! Tweak!

Eeek! Where am I? Who are you? I just got here. Eeek!

Eeek!

Must hide. Now. Quick, under the desk!

Under the desk!

They found me. Ack! Let's try under the chair! I know, if I close my eyes, no one will see me. (The poor thing isn't very bright, either.)

Under the chair

Phew, I'm safe now. Nobody and nothing will get me out of here.

Sniff, sniff, is this what I think it is? Dinner! I'm out of here.

Yummy!

That was quite filling. I must watch that figure since I just can't get rid of this tummy... must be genetic since Mommy complains about hers too. So I'll go exercise. Chase the birdie!

Chasing the birdie!

See how well I can climb up my scratching post? Someday, I'll be an astronaut and they'll call me Buzz Lighteyes: To the ribbon and beyond!

Climbing

The birdie is good, but I crave danger today. Where is my sister Pascal hiding from me?

Desperately Seeking Pascal

Gotcha! Wanna play?

Play with me?

No? Some other time? That's what you always say... OK... I'll just play with my pet cricket then.

Sequel and her cricket

Have you been taking pictures of me all along, Dad? Let me see, let me see!

Sorting pictures

I sure look good, don't I? Maybe someday, when my older sister is old and gray, I can take her place as Queen of this house. Don't I look good in my royal black gown?

I feel pretty!
Such a pretty me!

P.S. Dear Diary, I have a confession to make. My family has had a long tradition of living in the wilds of Texas. In fact, we've been playing a joke on humans for many years now. Can you guess what it is? Here's a hint: most of my relatives live in Marfa, TX.

Marfa aliens

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