Midnight head licking time!

This morning I woke up in the middle of the night, and decided that I loved EVERYBODY in bed! I walked over to Mom's head and purred at her. Then I licked her forehead till she woke up and petted me. Then I walked over to Sparkman, purred, licked his head. Then I walked over to Captain, purred, and licked his head. Then I curled up in my spot and went back to bed... I love my family! Purrrrrrs! LICK!

Ankle biting rules!

And I'm back to pooping on the floor. I just love it! The humans can't seem to understand, and they don't seem to like it. In fact, they keep talking to me about it, as though their human language will make a difference! Ha! I refuse to use the box! I refuse!!!

In other news, I've been having a good week for my ankle biting campaign. I got Mom in surprise attacks twice. It's really easy to surprise her if I hide behind a door. And I love the shrieks she makes! Captain Morgan's been running in fear of me when I look at him. After I got a good under-the-table-attack on Moose yesterday, he grabbed me and bunny kicked me silly! That was awesome! And Sparkman, well... He's my best bud when it comes to rumble time. I just tilt my head like I'm thinking of biting his ankles, and he full on attacks me! Then we roll around licking eachothers' heads and purring. Lucky for me, I overheard Mom saying to some other human "I don't mind the ankle biting. It's cute and kitten-ish... It's the floor pooping that's driving us nuts. He really needs to stop and we're running out of options." Huh? That last part doesn't sound so good. So I'll ignore it and focus on the good part: she LOVES my ankle biting! Bwa ha ha! CHOMP!

PurrC Tries a New Litter!

Oh, WOW! Mom and Dad dad dad found a new litter and it smells so awesome I just went in there to poop this morning instead of on the floor... Seriously! Mom's shocked! It's some sort of fancy expensive litter from Petco that supposed to re-litterbox-train me... Huh? Training? That's stupid! I'm a cat! Training's for DOGS! .... But anyways, this is day 2 of it being mixed in with the normal litter, and it's day 1 of me being what Mom calls a "Good Boy!" Really, Mom!?! Does that mean you and Dad dad dad won't be so frustrated with me?! That'd be awesome... But we'll see. Every now and then I like to surprise them by actually going inside the box. So fingers still crossed! (Esp. since I overheard Mom and Dad discussing whether I'd be happier somewhere else, not with them... That sounded like they were both very sad about that thought.)

PurrC is Doing Fine!

Just wanted to let everybody know that I'm doing just fine! Mom tried to take me outside (Wearing a harness, not my usual a collar) but I just was too jumpy and scared of everything outside. I asked to go in almost immediately. So while all my brothers were out basking in the sunshine this morning, I stayed inside and watched the great outdoors from my nice safe window. Mom tried to check how my neck is doing one more time before dictating my diary entry and I bit her fingers (playfully)! I'm feeling so fine that I might be back to being a carpet troll ankle biting fuzz bucket by the end of the day! But for right now, I'll keep resting and watching out the window.

Bird Baths Are Dangerous For Cats!!!

Wow. I am OK! But I just had a near death experience! I was outside with my brothers and parents, just chillaxing around the garden. Mom and Dad had us out there on our leashes while they raked, cleaned up, and explored the newly de-snowed yard... Then I noticed that the BIG cement bird bath was back! When did Dad take that out of moth balls?! I know I'm not supposed to jump up there, but couldn't quite remember why that was... Sparkman reminds me it's filled with water usually.

But there I was outside, on my leash, and wanted to badly to sit in there! Dad had just brought it out, so no water in it yet... I jumped up, and WHOA! The whole top dish thing tipped and fell on top of me! The rim hit my neck and I hissed as I scampered trying to get out from under the big heavy thing. Dad got there first and lifted it off me, which meant I started an all out panic run on my leash! All 4 of us had our leashes on the same leash anchor, and had tied an amazing knot. Dad was panic stricken with not knowing quite which one to undo to free me. Mom got to me about then, and unhooked my collar.

I ran RIGHT for the back door to the house! Mom was at my heels and opened the back door for me, and ZOOM! I ran full speed up to the attic floor and hid. Dad was the first to find me, I heard Mom outside still trying to calm and get my brothers inside... Phew! That was terrifying!

Dad checked me over for swelling, broken bones, anything bothering me and I seem fine. He says they'll keep checking on me over every half hour, then hourly... We do have an emergency vet in town and Mom says she'll take me in if I show any discomfort... Wow that was scary! The humans said they're going to move all bird baths to where we can't hurt ourselves again... Mom's a little shocked and not sure what she'd have done if Dad wasn't right there. Dad's the best. He saved me! Oh, Dad dad dad! Thank you!!!

PurrC loves his hair cut & car rides...

I overheard the humans giggling and saying that I look like Animal from the Muppets. I think that's a compliment? But I'm loving my new hair cut! I spent yesterday RACING around the house. Did you know I can run from the ground floor to the attic in like 5 seconds?! Mom's impressed! She couldn't even keep up with me! Ha ha!

In other news, I got to ride in the car with Dad dad dad to go visit my friend's moused cabin again! This time I just checked things out while Mom, Jane & Dad dad dad hung out eating human food. I did my usual patrol, checked out the windows, kept a close eye on Dad dad dad, and then napped by the fireplace on a rug. Then I got to ride in the car home! Mom said she thinks I'm a dog. Now, is that one a compliment?! I'm not sure. But I'm loving my hair cut. And the car rides. And visiting my friend in the cabin!

Next Mom says I should try burying dog bones in the yard and chasing the mailman... Huh?

PurrC off getting his hair done!

I'm on another outting! Oh boy oh boy oh boy! I LOVE outtings! This time I'm at one of my favoritest places in the whole world; THE VET'S OFFICE!!! No worries, I feel fine. I'm just here "Getting my hair done" as Mom said. I'm kinda hoping for another lion cut, cause they're just awesome.

This morning they put me in the carrier, and I was not excited about that. They carried me outside, that was awesome. Then they put me in the car IN my carrier, that was not so exciting. I howled a little to let Mom know I wanted out to roam around the car. But she said no, so I just rolled around in my carrier making cute faces at Mom and Dad dad dad.

Then we went into the vet building and I got all excited. I have sooooo many friends there! I saw my buddy Brenda at the front desk and immediately started purring. There were lots of dogs there this time and they were all hopping around making scary noises. I just laid my ears back and watched Dad dad dad. Awwwww, Dad dad dad!

Then came and took me to the back room to greet all my favorite vet humans! I was purring and hyper to get out of my carrier and give them alllll kisses! It's only now I'm realizing that Dad dad dad and Mom went home... Shucks. Can't Mom just go home and leave Dad dad dad with me?!

PurrC is off at a Slumber Party!

I'm off on an adventure! The humans all assured me last night that this is a temporary thing called a "Slumber Party." I'm at my humans' friends' house on an overnight mouse patrol! Wow, I can see why they needed a mouser here. I sniffed around and found the places the mice hang out in their house... But didn't catch any mice yet for them.

It's not bad here at all! I mean, I miss my brothers and my house. My normal daily routine is totally not being followed. There's just me and one human in this house with big windows. Out there I think there's a thousand birds! The human I'm with keeps doing something called knitting with something called yarn... I think I need to convince my humans to take this hobby up! It's way better than anything my humans do. And the window TV here is just awesome! Did I mention even the snow melting drips off the roof are fun to watch? I haven't stopped purring since I came over. It's hard to sleep or do my mousing cause I'm just glued to the kitty TV and yarn happenings.

I did have one brief meow crying for my brothers in the middle of the night... But no one came when I called, other than the knitting human. I miss my buddies. But am having a great day! I overheard the humans say that I need to be home before my pill tonight and before Dad-dad-dad gets home. Because they recognize that the biggest part of my day is greeting Dad-dad-dad at the door with face rubs and kisses and purrs. Oh, good. They at least understand THAT about me!

It's funny, I don't think most cats would be all cool with going somewhere else for a slumber party, but I'm okay with it! I think Sparkman would go nuts crying for Mom, Captain Morgan would jump ship, and Moose would probably hide under the bed... But I'm just checking out stuff and admiring the scenery. Heck, I'm okay with canoeing and riding in cars. I can hang out for a day in a plush, warm cabin with pleasant company! This is awesome!

I should be up hunting for those mice, but it's nap time! I wonder if that human will let me nap on her lap? Hrmm...

Good Boy Day!

I'm being a good boy today. So I'm purring, making cute poses, using my litterbox, and playing nice with the humans. I gave Dad's head a bath today. I sat on the back of the couch and licked his head for almost a half hour. I even had to grab the side of his head with my claws a few times to tilt his head and get a new spot to lick. His head was quite soggy afterward. And my tongue still tastes like human! Bleck!

Then I let Mom do something she seems to love doing; cut off my dreadlocks! This time she started by giving me neck scratches and cuddles. That was awesome. Then she reached onto my furry tummy rubbed it. That was nice! Then she was scratching that dreadlocked chest area that's always itchy... That was so awesome that I did that compulsive sticking my tongue in and out while purring.

Then while I was all relaxed, I realized that thing in her hand was a tiny scissors and that she'd already cut off three dreads! I felt her going for the BIG one... It was as big as my fluffy foot. I let her have it. Then I heard her talking to Dad. She said she wasn't going to throw the dreads out, that she keeps them forever and ever in a red velvet box encrusted with real jewels and hidden in a magical fairyland.... Wow! I am sooooo special!

PurrC-Poo Update!

It's been almost two weeks since the new litter box and happy spray showed up! And I have to say; I'm liking them! I've had two outside the box mishaps, and Moose missed while peeing in the new box once... But we seem to be doing pretty good! Mom is very impressed.

But that spray stuff has a bigger fan than me even; Sparkman! He just can't stop napping on this piece of tissue paper right in front of the thing. He walks over and sniffs it now and then, so he knows it's there... He just must love the scent!

In other me news, I've gotten 2 baths in the past week... Bleck! The first one I asked for by almost climbing in shower with Mom and running over to the filling bathtub to admit to Mom that yes, yes I was stinky. But the second one?! I hissed and growled and almost swatted Dad for that one. I wasn't needing another one! I wasn't nearly so stinky! And I don't understand why Mom insists on brushing me afterward and cutting my dreadlocks off. Doesn't she realize those dreads are my counter culture hip happenin' funk power?! Yeesh, Mom! You're just not cool enough to hang out with.

But now I'm all silky and soft and getting more loves from Dad! So I guess it's okay... I'm gunna go bite my brother's head now. Rumble time!!!!