December 24th 2013 8:54 pm
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From all our kitty family to our families and to our friends past present and future, we wish all of you a Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays whatever your personal beliefs are, a Happy New Year, and a better year ahead than the one you are leaving behind.
Headbutts, purrs, and kitty love to all!
October 23rd 2013 12:36 am
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First of all, thank you KCK Group for honoring me with Cat of The Week this week!
Second of all, Mom if you read this, the last line is a joke.
Although in the USA, I'm the wrong color, I still am a Halloween cat. You see my name Gabriel came from the name of the white longhaired cat in the movie "The Crow." The Crow was a movie about events that all take place on Halloween. To me, that's enough to make me a Halloween cat and I can keep having fun acting scary. Most fun of all is scaring Gyselle. There are only two problems with this.
Problem #1 is that Gyselle REALLY hates it when I chase and scare her (Mom calls it "bullying"). What makes it fun though, is that Gyselle runs from me. Mom says if Gyselle would simply turn around, face me, and give me a good swat when I first started to try it, I'd quit doing it. Don't tell her but Mom's right, if Gyselle didnt run, chasing her wouldn't be any fun.
Problem #2 is that Mom ALSO really hates it when I chase and scare Gyselle. However, unlike Gyselle, Mom doesn't run. When she catches me even acting like I'm getting ready to chase Gyselle, she rebukes me for it. Worse than that, if I chase Gyselle too often or get too rough on her when I corner her, Mom will lock me in kitty jail for a month, at least the first time was a month. I don't know how long a second kitty jail sentence would be, I just try not to get caught. (Mom, don't read this!)
September 5th 2013 4:06 pm
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I sit on the bed, trying to catch up on Catster and Dogster things. It's a daunting task because of all the uninvited "help" I'm receiving. Destiny has deposited a number of her toys on the bed and alternates between jumping on and off the bed, throwing toys at me, and dropping toys on my laptop keyboard in attempts to get me to stop typing and throw her toys for her to retrieve them.
Suddenly Destiny stops playing, jumps on the bed, sits in front of me, and whines. I ask if she needs to go out. She promptly runs to her crate, then to the opposite end of the room and lies down, her way of telling me that no, she doesn't need to go out. Then she goes to a spot at the foot of the bed near the center, lies down, and whines. I understand. I go get a flashlight and look. There under the bed just out of her reach, sits her favorite toy, her treat ball. I fish out her treat ball for her and return to my laptop.
Laying in front of my laptop, where he has been since I sat down to catch up on Catster and Dogster, lies Gabriel. In spite of Destiny's bouncing on and off the bed, throwing toys, dropping them on us, sticking her nose in his rear, licking his face, and sniffing him, Gabriel has refused to move from his spot between me and my laptop. However he too has been busy contributing to making my catchup tasks daunting. He has managed to yet again for the nth time, wind my trackball cord around his legs and repositioned himself so I now have to dig my trackball out from underneath him and close a few windows he's somehow accidentally opened. At least he hasn't shut the window in which I was sending a gift to a friend.
Laying nearby me on a pillow is Buttons. Destiny suddenly decides she wants to stick her nose in Buttons face. Startled, he hisses and bops her on the nose. She jumps backward in surprise, knocking my laptop over backwards as she goes. I reposition my laptop, tell Destiny to leave Buttons alone, and attempt to return to catching up.
Like a flash of black lightning, Uno leaps out of the sky and flies across my laptop keyboard, which adds all sorts of interesting characters to what I'm trying to type. Barreling along close behind her comes Destiny, hoping to get at least a good sniff or lick in on Uno before Uno gets out of her reach again. Uno leaps to the headboard, kicking a stack of books down on my head in her wake. I pick up the books, again fish my trackball out from underneath Gabriel, and yet again return to the task of catching up.
Suddenly Destiny decides that she really does need to go outside. I get the leash and take her out. Upon my return, I find that once again Gabe has rewound the trackball cord around his legs, has the trackball under his chest, and is moving the ball itself around with his forepaws. I again have to reclaim my trackball and its cord from Gabe. I try to move him away from my laptop. Being a true Ragdoll, Gabe immediately goes limp, turns into a dead weight, and makes it hard as possible for me to move him. I finally get him moved and Destiny comes and drops her treat ball on my keyboard, wanting me to throw it for her. I throw the treat ball. Gabe immediately returns to his chosen spot between me and my laptop and of course he twines the trackball cord around his legs again in the process. This time he left the trackball and enough of the cord free that I'm still able to use the trackball without having to disentangle it from him so I let him stay there. Now except for occasionally having to throw a toy for Destiny to retrieve, I'm managing to make progress on catching up without too much interruption.
Oh well, on the positive side of things, at least Destiny and the cats and their antics and adventures give me material to write about in their diaries!