Mom's Project

Recently Mom has been calling me her project. I am not very loving, well I guess I am, but not in the way Mom is used to. She is always trying to get me to sit on her lap or let her hold and pet me. I am so not having that! This weekend I was letting her pet me and she said she was sorry. She decided that she wants to learn to give me love the way I want it, not the way she thinks it should be given. I let her know when I want to be alone by smacking her, but I think if we keep trying, she will get to know me better and I won't have to smack her. I know she loves me and always has. She said this will help her with people too. Although I don't get people at ALL, they make no sense, she wants to give this a try. She says I'm teaching her a lesson that she can use forever and that makes me want to purr (and then smack her)!

Protection cat

My Mom's duplex is being sold, so there are all sorts of new people walking through. Dylan runs under the bed, but I have to be ready. I slink around with my belly close to thr ground and ears down about three feet away from the intruder and watch them around corners. If they even try to shut me in another room, I hurdle anything in my way to get out before they even finish closing the door. Mom tells me that I will love the new place (when we find one) and not to worry. But, I will continue to watch the intruders very closely!!!!! I have to protect my family!

Mind Tricks

Tonight I wanted dinner early, but Mom asked me if I could wait. So, I did. But, then it was dinner time and she was watching VH1's 100 greatest rock and roll bands. So, I stared at her, trying to put a telepathic message in her mind to feed me. All of a sudden she looked at me and jumped up saying how sorry she was and fed me (and Dylan) right away!!!

I will eat almost anything.

So, today I wanted dinner early and didn't get it until 4:50pm!!! I was telling Mom it was dinner time since 2:30! So, she gave us seafood feast and I would have none of it! I sat on her and meowed in her face and followed her around until she gave us salmon feast. I got sooo lucky just now, I was able to steal the chicken from the lean cuisine my Mommom didn't finish!!!!

I take good care of Mom

The other day my Mom had to have a procedure done at the hospital. When she came home I sniffed her a lot because she smelled like the hospital and right away I sniffed where she had her IV and rubbed up against it to make it feel better. I've taken really good care of her, I make sure she's not alone and sleep in the same room as her. I even let her brush me. I know she's fine, but I just like to make sure!

I want to eat, now

I can't help it, I like to eat at 4am, no matter what day of the week it is. I don't even bother trying to wake Mom up, because a parade wouldn't wake her up, so I go straight for Mommom. She wake up right away, she tries to ignore me, but I head butt her and meow in her face. If worst comes to worst I head butt her in the nose and she gets up right away. My brother doesn't care what time he eats, so he's never any help, besides he's sound asleep next to Mom in the early morning. Mommom gets mad at me and tells me to stop it, so I make it up to her by lying beside her on the recliner and pulling, she always forgives me after that! Mom decided to try to feed me later at night, so I'll bother her from 4:30 pm until when she decides to feed me. Sure, I could eat the dry food that's out all the time, but I like wet food better. It's just that when I want to eat, I want to eat now!

I'm told I have a good right!

The other night Mom, Dyl and I were playing. Mom was scratching on the bed spread and we were attacking it. I guess she thought I was having fun, but she was really annoying me. So finally I stopped attacking the lumps under the bed spread and walked over to her, she seemed excited to see me, but she didn't know what was coming. I smacked her right in the head. She was shocked, she didn't even say anything, she just stared at me with her mouth hanging open. How stupid does she think I am? I totally knew it was her hand under the bed spread, I can't believe she thought that was fun! I had to smack some sense into her! She's not mad at me, just surprised and a little more cautious! At least she knows how I really feel about the fingers under the bed spread game!

Brushing

I cannot stand being brushed or having my nails clipped. Mom tried to brush me today and she thought I was going to let her because I allowed her to brush me yesterday. Well, she was wrong. Being brushed is so annoying and the whole time she tells me I'm a good, handsome boy, which is nice, but I already knew that. Just let her try to clip my nails tonight, I'll show her how much I hate it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My Little Brother

I have a little brother, his name is Dylan. I love him. I would love him more if he would quit bugging me. Tonight I decided to hang out on my hammock. Dylan, who never bothers with the hammock, decided he wanted to be on it too and kicked me off. Then I decided to play with my Christmas mouse and Dylan, who likes the leather tail mice better, decided he wanted to play with the Christmas mouse. Just now I was playing with the ball that goes around the track and here he comes to jump in on my fun, then he jumped on my head. Little brothers can be such a pain!

Today is my one year anniversary of being adopted! I am having a great day. Dylan and I took a long nap, wrestled and tonight to celebrate we're getting my favorite treat, crab meat! Happy Anniversary to me!!!