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Hilda at Large

Monster Cleaner

Artie just doesn’t get it. The kittens are the only ones who will let him clean them anymore. The rest of us realize that after Artie finishes cleaning a sibling, he tries to fit the sibling’s head in his mouth or likes to bite the sibling’s neck. I guess he wants us to be clean before he tries to eat us. If the sibling tries to run away, Artie takes it as an invitation to cape the sibling.

I let him cuddle with me sometimes, but I growl at him first to let him know that he better stay in line!

*whispers* I like those kittens, though.

Kittens?

*whispers from underneath the bed*

Things are a little scary now. We have two new siblings. That's not the scary part, though. The scary part is Hetty Miep. She alternates between shouting "Code Red!" and mumbling "Make them pay; make them pay."

Birthday Surprises

Thank you Catster friends for all the wonderful birthday wishes and rosettes. I had a wonderful birthday: I claimed my favorite bed and slept for a good 6 hours without Artie bugging me, got my favorite salmon treats, and was brushed by my humans. They were supposed to brush me for a couple of hundred hours but fifteen minutes in, my male human started whining that his wrist hurt. My female human told him, “It’s Hilda’s birthday. Whatever Hilda wants, Hilda gets. Keep brushing.” But I was so put off by my male human’s attitude that I decided he didn’t deserve to brush me.

Yesterday, my humans rearranged Artie’s old kitten room. Later in the day, I heard strange squeaks coming from the room. Elvin sat by the door all night mumbling, “Kitten food. Kitten food. Got to get me some kitten food.”