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Dogs. Ugh.

The Murcat

Did you know that there is a Murcat in our bathroom?

She lives in the pipes that link to the bathtub.

I discovered her one day while Mom was sitting in the warm water. I looked down and VOILA! there was a cat staring at my from the other side of the water. I stared at her until after all the water was gone and she disappeared down the drain.

A good southern gal like me must be friendly to all guests, but I simply do not understand why a cat would live under water. Indeed, I'm not sure why she stays in the water at all...

However, when I pawed at her to come out do you know what she did? The same thing. In fact, it appeared to me that she wanted ME to join HER in the water. IMAGINE! Me in the water? HA. I'm not that friendly.

So we just sit there staring at each other, fascinated, I guess, by each others lives.

Sigh,
Do any of you know a mercat?

Maple May

Sigh...what a cRaZy week....

So you won't believe what my life has been like in the last couple of weeks...

First, did I mention I got a new sisfur? Her name is Paisley and she is a Doberman Pincer puppy. Needless to say, our house is a little nuts right now.

Well, last week I began to act a little nutty. I wasn't sure what was wrong with me, but I felt the deep need to roll all over everything, meow like crazy, and stick my butt in the air. It was just like that "MMMEEEEOOOWWW, PURRR, GRROOWWWLL" roll on the floor, stick my butt in the air, knead my claws. I did it to Dad, to Mom, to the dogs... I have no idea what came over me.

Mom, on the other hand, did know. She said "Oh, no ma'am. We're not going through a heat" and she sent me straight to the vet to fix it.

The vet fixed it all right. I took a nap and then up I sprang to see the world.

But the vet messed it up a little. He missed a stitch. Then I had a little hole in my tummy that got infected.

That meant a trip back to the vet and a shot.

It hasn't been great. But I am feeling much better after my shot!

Have a happy December!
Maple

Bathtubs and Fishbowls

I do not understand, good friends, why baths are so bad. In fact, I must tell you that I believe them to be great fun! I am not condoning the use of water, dear kitties, for water is an evil element of nature that seeks to get our already clean fur wet.

I have discovered a use for the bathtub. Last night, as my mom watched from her throne (the toilet), I lightly leapt into the tub and set war upon an arachnid. The arachnid lost of course, because it had no escape. In fact, Catsters, NOTHING can escape a bathtub.

As I stared at my deceased arachnid wondering what I should attack next, I heard a tinkling sound from behind me and so turned around. There sat a ball. A red ball with a bell in it. Then, from my left, came a fuzzy pink ball. And then, down the side of the tub, came one more white ball. It was attack time.

The sides of a bathtub are high enough that a ball cannot jump out. The sides of a bathtub also slope, so when a ball rolls up a little, it must roll down. Lastly, my friends, bathtub walls have no corners, cubbies, or any other stopping mechanism to lock up a ball and stop play. This provides for endless fun.

Just beware of a wet bathtub. Sometimes a wet tub can cause a fun-seeking kitty to slip. The drain, too, can be a detriment to perfect play. In the case that a ball sticks in the drain, claws come in handy.

The other thing that I have deemed a fun endeavor is the fishbowl. We have a beta fish named Red (it’s an anomaly because he is really a blue fish). I like to try and paw at him, but I haven’t quite figured out how to catch him. The water gets in my way, and like I said earlier, water is a natural disaster, I do not like it on my paws. The only time water is good is when you are thirsty, and I have to say, drinking from Red’s bowl is significantly more fun than drinking from my plain water dish.

More adventures and tips to come!
MEOW

Maple