I don't have a bad habit!

Mom & Dad are worried about me. They think I need to seek help. I don’t think I have a problem at all…well, except for Mom & Dad always badgering me about my “so called habit.” What am I meowing about you wonder…Q-tips! Yes, I love Q-tips. Mom thought it would be cute to give me a Q-tip to play with one night. Fun! It was beyond fun! I was giddy with glee! Who would have thought a white stick with fuzzy ends could entertain me for hours on end. Not only that, but Mom thought I was adorable carrying, swatting & batting at the Q-tip. Now, things have changed…I need 6-7 Q-tips to get me thought the day. I find myself begging…even sneaking on the bathroom counter trying to steal the Q-tips from the evil holder. Sometimes I find myself needing 2-3 Q-tips at one time. I stay in the bathroom for hours hoping that Mom or Dad will walk in and see my sad little furry face and toss me a Q-tip. I know what you are thinking. I can stop any time…I don’t need a Q-tip. *Starting to quiver…a cold sweat starts to break out* Yeah..yeah..I can stop anytime. HEY! Do I hear somebody walking towards the bathroom?

My New Years resolution….

Seek & Destroy more Q-tips.
Meow Mom & Dad into getting me my own kitten.
Be nicer to Keisha & Kitty.
Snuggle more with Mom & Dad.
Try not to destroy all the wicker baskets in the house…
Only destroy half of them.
Spend more time with my furry friends on catster.

Intruder alert!!!!

Christmas was grrrrreat, we had so much fun we were hoping it would never end...but it did! The day after Christmas...still in a turkey stupor…I was awoken by the ear piercing barking of the poop machines…I was not sure why, but somehow I knew things were about to change…and for the worse! I used my cheetah like moves to descend down the staircase and investigate the reason that the poop machines were barking. I was shocked to see another poop machine had entered my home. This was a poop machine like no poop machine I have ever seen before…the thing was huge…and drooling…and wiggly! How could my humans let this intruder enter my home? This intruder has kept me & my sister cats hostages for days. I heard the Mommy & Daddy say the poop machines will be returned to its humans tonight. I shall have to figure a way to show my Mommy & Daddy my disapproval of having the beast in my home…as soon as the beast leaves I shall destroy something…I have been eyeing the plant by the doorwall…………

Secret Santa.....

Oh my! I got a rosette from my secret santa! What a beautiful rosette! I wanna know, who could it be, who is so kind to send me such a special gift. *Klemy looks around*

No coal for me!

Mommy lied! I was checking out my stocking and I found wrapped presents! there is no coal in there, Mommy has just been using that to keep me from being naughty. I am not naughty, I am just spunky!

I'm getting coal in my stocking.....

*sniff* I try not to be naughty, but naughty just kind of follows me. When Mommy finds out what I did, I will get coal in my stocking for sure. *sniff* I jump onto the bathroom counter, where I am not allowed, and I knocked over the very special vase that Daddy bought for Mommy on their first vacation together. The vase made a loud boom sound, I ran! I was so scared!!! I slowly came back into the room and looked at the vase. By some miracle the very thick glass vase did not break. Whew! I thought I was out of the coal getting mode, that is till Daddy came in, picked up the vase and then we saw it! My fur stood on end, my furry face bent down with shame...The vase had fallen on the tiled step leading up to the tub....and...and...and broke the tile. Not a little crack, but a very large noticeable piece of tile was broken. Oh Santa Paws, please! I have been trying so hard to be good!!!! Please don't give me coal!
P.S. All that chewed up plastic Mom found under the bed yesterday...wasn't me!! *Klemy runs and hides*

My Birthday Party on catster....

WooooooHooooooo! What a bash! Me & Diego had so much fun! We both did a nose dive into the 10 layer tuna cake with cream icing, boy were we a stinky & sticky mess. Me & Kitty got live lizards & spiders as presents, they escaped from their boxes and me and Diego were pouncing all over them on the dance floor. Then me & Diego danced the night away. I was drinking tuna flavored water trying to behave, turns out it was spiked, next thing you know I am hanging off the disco ball. Last thing I remember is Pea sitting in the corner with a lampshade on her head, mumbling something about bubbles and Keisha pulling me out of the party by my ear. Wow! What a night! I am so glad Diego was there to share it with me!

I made my human happy today!!

My Mommy was very happy today! I crawled up on her lap and let her pet me without biting her. Even though my Humans rescued me when I was 4 weeks old, and gave me tons of love, I am not much of a cuddler. But today Mommy was so happy to get snuggled. I will have to make an effort to do this more often.

New Evil in the world...

The humans say the Evil Bugs are gone due to the weather turning cold again. Little do they know, I have destroyed them all. The bugs fear me. Now I must find other ways to keep the Humans safe. I found a large paper sack. I do not trust it. I think it too is evil. I have attacked and destroyed it. This morning I find that it has been replaced. Do the humans not understand that the bags need to be destroyed. I will wait till the Humans sleep, then I will sneak in and pounce on the paper sack. The attack will not be pretty, but the human race depends on me to stay strong and free the world of paper sacks.

Evil Bugs

Something new & exciting has come into my world. It is more exciting then catnip and feather toys! Mommy & Daddy called them “BUGS”. Some fly through the air, some crawl & wiggle on the ground, some even make noises. I sit on my kitty condo, not moving a muscle, waiting, waiting and then, POUNCE! I can’t stop myself, I must destroy these things called “BUGS”. There is just one tiny tinny problem, these “BUGS” are outside. I am starting to get a slight headache from bouncing off the glass door. Why do the hairy poop machines (dogs) get to go outside when all they do is eat dirt, proving once again cats are so much smarter than dogs. One of the poop machines even freaks out when she sees a bug, oh yeah, the great protectors. I will secretly plan an escape and rid the world of the evil bugs.