Frisky Having Her Way May 2026

Having her way extends to the witching hour. Between 2:45 and 3:15 AM, Frisky transforms from a lazy lap-warmer into a soprano performing a one-cat opera about The Great Hunger.

For me, that moment of clarity came at 6:00 AM on a Tuesday, and her name is Frisky. Frisky having her way

The most subtle way Frisky has her way is through the glittering art of cat hair distribution. I have a lint roller. I have a vacuum with a pet-hair attachment. I have tried everything. Having her way extends to the witching hour

She doesn't say thank you. She doesn't say sorry for the 3 AM concert or the ruined rug. The most subtle way Frisky has her way

She has been knocking pens off counters ever since. And pillows off couches. And plants off shelves. And, last week, my entire carefully folded pile of laundry onto the dusty floor.

Frisky looked at me, blinked slowly (the universal cat sign for "bless your heart"), and immediately knocked a pen off the counter.