My sisfur Viola is a DDP (AGAIN!), MOL!

My sisfur Viola is DDP again, and she is really walking around with her pretty little nose in the air that this is her FOURTH time! I had to remind her about which one of us had both DOTD and DDP FIRST, and which one of us is the only one to be picked as COTD so far... she can be irritating at times, but we still love playing together.

Daddy got us a new kitty drinking fountain, but Viola thinks- it's a toy!

Daddy got us a new kitty drinking fountain, since he saw us drinking from a fountain in the living room. I drink from it, but Viola thinks it is a toy and she plays in it! I am way too dignified and regal for that kind of kitten childishness. She still drinks from it too!

Sorry it has been so long, but the Pawrents have been busy.- My four pawed sisfur Melanie is a doctor now!

Last month we were abandoned by the Pawrents for two whole days! They told us later that they were in a place called Arizona to see their human daughter Melanie receive something called a PhD. Seems she is now some kind of doctor, but not the kind that takes care of sick kitties or even sick humans. They say that she will now be teaching something called criminology at a university in a place called Reno. It gets even colder and snows more there than it does here. BRRRRR!

Melanie is very special to my sisfur Viola and me, she is one of the nice people (along with Nina, their other human daughter) who gave the Pawrents the best Christmas present ever, ME! And they loved me so much that they wanted another Ocicat to keep me company, so they adopted another wonderful Oci, Viola!

So concatulations to Dr. Mellie (as we call her around here now)!

I guess we forgive them for abandoning us, just as long as it does not happen again!

Remembering our heroes

Since daddy was away most of yesterday and was not here to help with my diary, I did not get to help remember all those in our military services, two and four pawed and even some with wings, who died to win and preserve the freedoms all of us and our humans enjoy today.

Purring sadly in memory of all these heroes.

Our alarm kitties found a NEW way to wake us up...

Well, our four pawed alarm clocks found a new way to wake us up this morning, and they were at the other end of the house at the time! Our house has a security system, which we normally do not have activated when we are home, although meowmy sometimes does have the door/window sensors on when she is home alone. Even when the system is disarmed, we still get a triple beep on the control pad in our bedroom whenever any of the door or windows opens or when one of the glass break detectors, one each in the living and family rooms, activates. About six this morning the triple beep went off, waking both of the humans. I found both of the house felines in the living room, with doors and windows secure. Nothing was broken, but in the past the glass break detectors have triggered on something as small as a key dropped on the tile in the entry. Exactly HOW Saphira and Viola managed to wake us up will probably always remain a mystery, because so far neither of them is talking.

Saphira's latest trip for her pawdicure

Saphira's dad again, I think we have discussed how much Saphira does NOT like any part of getting her nails done one little bit. She hates being forced into her carrier (and I have the scars to prove it!), complains loudly during the drive to Petsmart (a whole three miles, max), and the last time we took her the tech who usually trims her claws was not available, and she did not behave well. She got loose in the grooming room, and after they corralled her again she was so agitated they decided not to even try to do the trim. Yesterday we decided to try again, and I decided to replace the thin little pillowcase in the bottom of her carrier with something more comfortable, so I replaced it with a much thicker bathroom rug. BAD MOVE! As soon as she saw me opening her carrier, she knew what was up (Ocis are VERY smart, and figure things out fast), and immediately hid and would have nothing to do with me. Our bedroom is pretty large and has a lot of nice hiding places, so I decided to just wait her out. Our time was limited, since her preferred vet tech was leaving early. She won the contest, so we decided to wait until today to try again. Later that evening Meowmy was getting ready to feed our spotted pride of felines and asked where Saphira was. I immediately checked out all her favorite hangouts, no luck. I headed into the bedroom to see if she had shown up there and where did I find her? INSIDE the hated carrier, guess she was checking out the new upholstery. Thinking to self, "why can't she do that when I WANT her to?"

Flash forward to this morning; meowmy and daddy are watching the morning news on TV when I notice Saphira again heading into the carrier. Not being a total dummy, I immediately closed and secured the door, and she is trapped, no trauma for either of us, the trip to Petsmart was much more relaxed for her, and she settled right down as soon as we got her home. She is curled up beside me as I write this, and she approves of this entry.

Real snow this time!

See my sisfur Viola's diary for her story of seeing her first snowfall last Tuesday and Wednesday. I had seen one little tiny snowfall last year, right after I move here to my furever home. It was not all that great, and happened before I was here on Catster, so I never wrote about it. This one was better! A little bit fell Tuesday night, and meowmy called us to come see it, but in the dark it was kind of hard to see. I guess that is why Viola tried to sneak out the front door when daddy opened it to take a look outside, she was lucky daddy stopped her. Wednesday morning it was snowing again when we got up, which really looked cool. Daddy said we had an inch or two on the ground, everything looked so nice and white. We both spent a lot of time in the front windows looking out, our favorite place to take in the world. We would love to get to go out and play in it, but daddy said it would really be cold on our tender paws, and besides, we are indoor kitties.

OMC a big rock crashed in Russia!

Daddy just told me that a big rock from space (called a meteor) crashed into a city in Russia yesterday, and a lot of people were hurt. Sending healing purrs their way, I hope all my Russian Blue kitty friends are OK!

The mystery of the expanding fuzzy mouse population...

Saphira and Viola's dad again, adding the same entry to both diaries since I am not sure who is responsible, quite possibly both are involved. I think we have mentioned (multiple times!) how much both of our spotted girls love to play fetch, and how we keep a stash of fuzzy mice on our bed where they are easily available to toss for them to retrieve. They usually toss them around a bit for themselves before they return them to us. The both also sometimes pick them up from the bed and take them to other parts of the house to play with. Over time we have bought dozens of mice, at least fifty or more, but due to the way some of them get stolen and hidden, we were down to about a dozen on our bed. For some reason, over the last week they have suddenly started reappearing! The count went from 12 to 14 to 16 and finally peaked at 21. The number is down a bit, but I really think it is kind of cute how they are returning their toys now. Meowmy says that having two Ocicats is like having a couple of two year olds. Not quite, when our kids were two they NEVER picked up their toys without being told, many times!

As we started saying soon after Saphira (our first Ocicat ever) joined us, she is probably the most interactive and amusing feline we have ever met, and two of them are even more so. They are both just absolute joys!

DDP!!! OMC, Thank you Catster!

Thank you Top Cats, I was so surprised this morning when daddy told me I was a DDP today. My sisfur Viola was getting a little bit too taken with herself and her three recent DDPs. She already was getting a bit hard to live with, telling me that my purr is broken and she hers is so much better. It's true, mine is very quiet and gentle, but that is just because I am a very feminine and dainty girl, and my momma cat taught me to always be polite and quiet. I also meow very quietly. Purring a VERY quiet thank you!