My Life: a Stray with a Home

Grounded! Again!

Well my pawrents did it, again: they grounded me, again. I am to be an indoor kitty for the next few days, a prisoner all weekend long. Mommy says maybe I could go out on a harness like Luke, but I am to be supervised. I guess they didn't like the fact that I was gone since Sunday... Daddy was walking in the alley looking for me, and after a few calls I came out from the bush and I let him carry me home. After coming thru the door tonight I went straight for my food dish, then I went to rub mommy's legs. She picked me up and cuddled me lots telling me she missed and was about to start making posters and calling all the shelters if I did not come home. After she lectured me and she looked me over a little bit to make sure I was okay. I have been a good boy this evening, I've been following her a round a bit and I even hung out on the couch with my pawrents.
I hope after my sentence is up that my probation isn't too strict...

Protecting my space

My pawrents are furry proud of me tonight. I was a brave house protector. You see there was a ring at the door and I went with mommy to investigate, she picked me up and there was mommy’s friend who I know, she gave me a rub on the head. Then I saw someone else I know and then I saw this creature with him. I immediately started growling, and hissing. Paste was nearby and he came to see too. Mommy put me down and I puffed up to three times my side and continued to growl when it moved. Paste was right by my side, we were guarding the house in case that creature made it past mommy we would be ready. Finally it left and I lost my Mohawk and puffyness and all was well. I got treats for being so brave.

Pajama Pants

I never realized how great pajama pants are - until today. They have a fun drawstrings you can claw into and chew. They are even more fun when they dangle from your mommy when she is doing the dishes because you can jump up to catch them. Not to worry furs, I was a good boy and did not claw at mommy, not even once.... But I did have fun for a little while. You know when your grounded and all you have to play with are silly things pajama pants sure can be entertaining...

My 5

My handsome little buddy Freddie Mac paw tagged me for a game. I have to list 5 things that I like doing:
1. I love eating treats.
2. I enjoy doing somersaults when asking for loving.
3. I often meow by the door to be let out, then run to mommy & daddy to meow at them then run back to the door and meow so they know exactly what I want.
4. I enjoy napping on daddy's clothes.
5. I like wrestling Luke.
Hope you enjoyed my list, now give me a treat and let me outside.

Questions & answers about daddy

I received this rosette from the adorable Cybil with an interesting question. She wants to know why daddy is visible in photos when mommy is all socks and hoodies... It really comes down to two things: the first being that mommy is always trying to capture the cute moments we have with daddy while he just thinks our moments with mommy are cute. She often has to ask daddy to go get the camera. And the second reason is that mommy, aka our secretary, doesn't really want to show herself and thinks it's more fun to embarrass daddy than herself. MOL

As gloomy as can be...

Today was a sad day for this little panther... My sweet special furriend Cybil passed away. I have been worried about her for some time as she has been becoming more quiet and sleeping lots, but you are never ready when that time comes.

I remember when I first met that cute little furry girl, her meows were so cute. She had a video on her page, she was meowing by her back door asking to go outside... I searched for her and I meowed back. I have heard many meows, but there have only been two that have attracted me (S+Cooter's is the other). I pmailed Cybil right away and told her how cute she was and how much I enjoyed hearing her meows. That was on Saturday June 3rd 2006, I still have her pmail response... We have been furriends ever since.

I'm going to miss seeing new photos of her cute tailless bum and pink button nose... I know her family will miss her terribly as well. They rescued her from a cage, they gave her a warm loving home and spoiled her for almost 17 years. This angel on earth is now an angel with wings. And she sure is shinning bright as she is healthy, and furry once again. I take comfort in that.

Cybil, you will forever be loved and forever special to me.

el número cinco

Happy Cinco de Mayo to everyfur!

Notice I am not wearing a sombrero but a birthday hat? That is because hoy es mi quinto cumpleaños! Oh sorry, this gato went a little Spanish there… Today is my 5th birthday! Olé! Now for some silly math for you… today is the fifth day of the fifth month and I turn five. I was also born in 2003 and when you add it up it’s five! MOL Was that boring? Humm let’s try this: hoy es el quinto día del quinto mes y doy vuelta a cinco. ¡También nací en 2003 y cuando usted agrega encima de él es cinco!

I would like to wish Simba a very Happy 20th Birthday! And today we have a special bond because if you add up all my fives it equal 20! MOL I know I’m being silly but it is my birthday so if I want to be a tonto gato than I can. Just think, I have not even had my catnip purresent yet!

And gracias to Calvin for making me his Pal of the Week, I am truly honored! And I LOVED his diary entry for me. Your one pawsome gato Calvin!

Thank you as well to those who have thoughts of me today, you help me feel like un gato afortunado!


PS happy birthday to the other 1287 cats on Catster celebrating a birthday today too!

Candy updated

I have a new favorite toy, it's a Gobstopper. I love my peanut M&M's but my pawrents have not had any in the house lately and I need to play. I was so happy when daddy gave me a Gobstopper to play with. I have been running up and down the halls playing. Mommy is happy I like it because with my M&M's she always worried about me cracking the shell. Well no more worries because this candy is tougher.

Kisses under the mistletoe

Mommy has been emptying boxes and trying to decorate for the holidays. I have been inspecting the boxes as well as most of her work. Then she got up on the ladder and hung (fake) mistletoe. When she was done she made kissy noises and ask who would give her a kiss under the mistletoe. I ran to mommy. She was very happy and gave me lots of kisses. Daddy, Luke & Copy just watched from the couch. I guess I'm just a mommy's boy today...

Grumble the day away

Now this is a holiday I can get into... National Grouch Day is today. Ok so I have been more of a lovebug lately, but I have been known to be a sourpuss too... I especially like to complain when I don't get let outside when I want.

Love Bug Syndrome

I've been bitten.

My symptoms started this morning when I came home (yes, it's true I did not come home for dinner last night). Daddy let me in and I ran to the kitchen and started rubbing and purring all over mommy's legs and feet as she washed our food bowls. She bent down to pet me and I rolled over and started to purr. Daddy came over to pet me too and then I ran after him and did the same thing to him as he brushed his teeth.

As mommy was dividing our breakfast I sat by her feet staring up at her, I even meowed a few times. I ate all my breakfast and after eating I curled up on the dining room chair for a nap.

I was happy when they came home and I even beat Luke to the front door to greet them. I rubbed mommy's legs and I rolled over for some pets. But when daddy walked past us I ran after him.

After more rubs and pets I was finally fed dinner. Spending a day inside napping made me hungry! I did beg to go out after eating, but I was not let out... So instead I sat in the hallway and cried. When mommy came to my rescue I purred and rolled for some rubs and cheek scratches. I really liked getting the attention... I wonder how long I will remain a love bug...

Grounded!

Well my pawrents did it: they grounded me. I was an indoor prisonner all weekend. I guess they didn't like the fact that I was gone from Monday morning until Wednesday night...and then from Thursday morning until Friday night. So when the other furs were getting their collars put on my wasn't. And right before the patio door was opened I was put into the bedroom. When I was finally let out I noticed that my hole in the screen was patched up. I guess mom didn't appreciate my extra air vent...

So all weekend I have been inside. Of course I tried to escape, and almost did. But mom caught my tail and stopped me. There were also lost of whispers with my name mentioned and mommy even measured me around my neck & chest. I wonder what that was about.

I guess it wasn't so bad being inside. I really had no choice. I even tried my girly meow to get sympathy, but not even that got a door opened, it just got me some cheek scratches and head kisses.

Now I am on probation. But at least mom said I was allowed out in the morning.

Probation extended

I did good, I was waiting on the deck when my pawrents came home from work today. They were so happy to see me. Of course it didn't take long for me to want out again. When they went searching for Paste I used my skills to tear another air vent in the screen. I made my escape only to get caught on the staircase leaving as mom was on her way up.

I was none too happy and was grumpy. So grumpy in fact that I became aggressive and attacked each cat, some twice. Sissy was the only one who I didn't harass. For my behavior I was put in the bathroom. I did finally cool off after a few hours (side note from mom, it was 15 minutes) and decided to take a nap in the hallway.

So now I am snuggling next to mom on the carpet in the living room. The cheek rubs and head kisses were nice, so I purred for her a little... but just a little, because I don't know how long I am on probation for.

Captain Mean Stubble

Aye, I went t' explorin' me neighborhood 'n I was gone fer two days! Me ma be worried about me...
i was mighty starvin' an' hankerin' t' stuff me boghole, I plundered grub from me siblin's an' ate four bowls o' grub.

I then meowed by th' door but me elders nay let me outside, they be mean scallywags. So me went t' loot a nap t' dream o' parrots.

The Mystery of the Disappearing Collars Continues

There was once a cat who was free to roam outside, he would meow at the door and be let out to run free and explore his neighborhood. One day the cat came home naked. His pawrents were puzzled but just put a new collar on him the next time he wanted out. A few days went by and once again the cat came home naked. The collars were never fund or returned even with an ID tag. The pawrents kept buying new collars, different styles, fabrics, colors, but every few weeks the cat would still occasionally come home naked.

MOL Well I came home naked again! Copy came home naked too. I still hold the record for losing the most collars. However out of the other furs Paste is ahead of Shadow while Copy trails behind... In the last 4 months we have lost a combined 10 collars, 7 with name tags. None were found or returned.

My pawrents think that we lose our collars way too often. Mom is puzzled and has no idea where they are and why she can't find them. While dad suspect that a neighbor might be removing them. Why? Can't explain but that is dad's theory

So here is an open question to all your furs for my pawrents: how often do you lose or get out of your collar?

Napping on a bed makes sense

I finally understood why mommy and daddy sleep in a bed. It's big, flat and comfortable, and clean sheets are great too. I watched mommy and Luke playing and when they were done I hoped up to investigate myself. I then decided to take a nap. I woke up a little while later to mommy petting my head and giving me a kiss, followed by some photo flashes. But that didn't bother me too much, I just twisted my head to avoid the flash directly in my eyes. Mommy then decided she wanted to nap and pulled up a pillow and went to sleep at the foot of the bed, daddy napped at the head of the bed. I was truly enjoying myself until that girl flung her tail into my face and startled me awake. I hissed at her and took off running out of the bedroom. I went to continue my nap at the windowsill in daddy's office...

Tag I'm it! Part Deux

I have been tagged again! That silly little Gitta want to hear more about me. Now I wasn't going to add more if tagged again, but to honor her in her very first diary entry I am playing again (however I will not be re-tagging)

My seven random facts:
1. I growl if you try to put clothes on me
2. I often run after mommy when she goes into the bedroom and run under the bed because I want to play
3. I love getting my cheeks scratched
4. I have been know to cover my food with toys and a cloth
5. I love to do summersaults at mommy's feet when she is washing dishes
6. I prefer to chase red, blue or green peanut M&Ms, the yellow and orange do not interest me as much
7. I love treats and could eat them all day long if allowed

Tag I'm it!

What a lucky little panther I am, I have been tagged twice by two lovely kitties to participate in the meme game! It is so sweet of Vanessa and Paula to think of me & include me in this game.

The rules:
Each player starts with seven random facts about themselves. Cats who are tagged need to write on their own diary about the seven things and the rules. You need to choose seven cats to tag and list their names. Don’t forget to leave them a comment that they have been tagged and to read your diary.

My seven random facts:
1. I have never brought home a 'present' for mommy or daddy
2. I have never slept on mommy & daddy's bed, not even for an afternoon nap
3. When I am nervous I sweat from my paw pads
4. I only like to be held if I am over a shoulder with my arm stretched out straight (dad does this best)
5. I love napping on the dining room chairs, I have been known to spend my days & nights there (or on the one in the bedroom)
6. When I want out I stretch out tall and paw the glass patio door repeatedly, mom says I am practicing as a drummer for a rock band because I wave been known to do this for 20 minutes
7. I sound like an elephant when I jump off of the counter or couch, I know it's not very panther stealth like but I do it

I tag the following cats on Catster:
Basil
KiKi
Nemo
Oreo
Pedro
Hunter
Diego

Oh how I wish I could tag that cutie with a pink but she has already been tagged...

Tuesday's GLITCH

I got an email this morning from Catster saying I was one of today's featured diaries and will be displayed all day in Diary Central...But I am not there! I rubbed my eyes and looked again, but nope I still wasn't there, so I pawed at the keyboard for a refresh but I still didn't appear. I was thinking that I must be invisible, until mommy pet me and gave me chin scratches which ruined my invisible theory...

Catster must be having fun playing games, or maybe it's the mice in HQ... All I know is that this trick has also been played on Calvin and Sampson Silver Dollar. Well I reported it to our very own Catster Detective as I am sure she has opened a file on this case and is sniffing around for the culprit.

Celebrating

Happy Cinco de Mayo everyfur!

Did you know that today is also the date on which I celebrate my birthday? Yup today, and I turned 4!
I would like to thank my furriends for their pmails, messages, rosettes, stars and of course their furriendship. You help make this day special.

Today is also a special day because it is Simba's birthday, she turned 19! She's a great kitty and I am honored to celebrate with her.

Going pink for the girl with a pink nose

Happy Sweet 16 adorable Cybil!

I have changed my background in celebration for your birthday. Yup I'm going pink for the cutie with a pink a nose. ♥

April showers bring snow

This is some crazy weather we are having... We have had more snow in the month of April than we did in December. We don't want snow in the springtime; we want it only to fall for a white Christmas. Who's cruel joke is this? It was green then when it should have been white, and it is white now when it should be green...

I'm fed up of having wet paws. When will I have my green grass? (and my dandelions to blow wishes with, right) It was starting to warm up and the little flowers were going to pop up and then it snowed. It snowed last week and again this week. The ground has been white for two days... I know I look good against white, but I prefer the furry kind rather than the wet kind...

Cat stats pt.2

Last year in March mommy and I browsed thru Catster...we thought we would do it again to see what has changed.
So here are this year's stats; as of 10:02 pm eastern time, there are the following kitties listed:
kitties named Cooter: 14 (was 5)
kitties named Luke: 39 (was 24)
kitties named Sissy: 61 (was 25)
kitties from Montreal: 199 (was 134)
kitties in St-Henri: 8 (was 6)
kitties in Quebec: 371

Kitties that have my name have more than doubled...that's pawsome!

Sending out purrs

I would like to thank Samoa for sending me apmail to let me know that she was 1011...Ok so she wasn't 999, 1000 or 1001 but she was the only one to send me a pmail to let me know she stopped by my page. Now Samoa was not pmailing me to ask for a rosette, she was just being thoughtful little cookie girl. I gave her a rosette anyways tho...
She also did give me great advise: she suggested I give my rosettes to some kitties in need of some healing purrs. So I stopped by the healing forum and with difficulty chose two cats...

Little Odie had a stroke and then went into cardiac arrest. The vet says he might have some brain damage. The poor little fell is not even a year old and a real cutie if given the chance he would surely make the girl kitties swoon...

And then there is brave Tiny Krazy who at the age of 12 had to relearn how to walk. She had cancer and had to have her leg removed. The good news is that she is getting around well and doing fine with the chemo.

And to many other kitties out there - I am sending many more healing purrs your way too.

Timewarp

Hello, any kitty out there? I am up to 1009 views and no pmail. I guess nofur wants my rosettes...

And the countdown begins...

I just noticed that I currently have 995 views on my profile... who will be my 1000th?
Will you drop me a pmail? I will give you a rosette if you do. Oh I'm feeling generous so to close but no cigar kitty and I stopped by too late kitty, you may pmail me too to receive a rosette.

pitter patter goes my ♥

I received my very first heart ♥ rosette. And it came from my lovely friend Cybil!
She makes my heart pitter patter and I go weak at the knees (do I even have knees?) She is so sweet to me and I always purr when I think of her...

Snowflakes turn into snowmen

I was just splatted with a snowball by Luna. Actually I should say I was thwapped with a snowball, she got me so good that after I was hit it continued to roll and turned into a snowman!
Well I think I am going to toss some more snow down to Albuquerque...

Mystery rosette

I received a lovely rainbow rosette from Anonymous the other day...
Here is what it says: "Look at this, Cooter! A rainbow that stretches all the way from Quebec to AZ! ~climbs up on rainbow, starts stacking boxes to slide over to Cooter~ Who needs a pot o' gold? This rainbow ends in boxes! ~giggles~"
I guess Anonymous was trying to leave me hints... Lets see who is from Arizona and loves boxes, humm they also have so many boxes that they can stack them. This will be a fun mystery to solve ~giggles~

One year later...

I have a cake & candle on my page now!
I would like to send purrs and thanks to my mrrat mrrat friend known now as S+Cooter=Scooter as well as that white cutie with a pink nose Cybil for my annifursary rosettes. You two sweethearts sure do know how to make this little panther feel special!

Cute friends

Oh My Catness! That sweet little cutie Cybil has made a badge of me and it is on her page! I feel so special I cannot stop purring! She is just so darling with her white fur, pink nose and tailless bum that I cannot help but feel like the most special little panther. It's day one, but 2007 is looking bright already. Thanks Cybil for making me purr.

Playing like a kitten

It's only early afternoon but I have already had hours of fun! I played with mommy pawing at her hand from behind a wall, then we played with a curly ribbon. After a bit of relaxing daddy got out the fishing rod and I attacked that mousie, the poor little fellow started to unravel. All in the meanwhile mommy was attaching one of the new green mousies with feathers that Nemo sent us onto a stick. We then played for a long time, I was biting it and jumping up really high to catch him. After my short nap I heard one of favorite sounds: the M&M bag. I ran over to daddy and he gave me one to play with. I was running and rolling all over the house. After losing two around the house I started playing chase with Luke. Oh boy this is a good day!

Having fun with the white stuff

I received a lovely rosette from Simba with a snowball. Sweet Simba threw a snowball at me! As you may know there is a snowball fight happening here on Catster started by Gordy and Dutchess and I was the last one in the family to be hit (or almost right Simba *giggles*) and am honored that it was thrown by her.
Well I have to go and splat some other kitty with a snowball now.

And then there was three

Today I had a mini day in the spotlight: I was one of today's picks for diary of the day.
My fur siblings have already been picked and I thought I would never have my day... Mommy gave me lots of snuggles and then she gave me a peanut M&M to play with. I love batting them and chasing them down the hall, up the hall, between the dining room chairs, and even under the Christmas tree!
I'd like to thank Simba for my yummy tuna & salmon candy cane! She is always so sweet. Thanks to my furriends in the Monkey Business group too.
Well I'm going back to chasing my M&M around the house!

Holiday fun

The tree is up and fully decorated...and I have no interest in it. I do however like the tree skirt. That silly piece of material just smells so good to me. I think mommy is hoping I will take a nice long nap on it so she can have a picture of me all curled up under the Christmas tree.

Last year at this time I didn't venture much in the house; I mostly stayed by the patio door, the dining room and of course behind the couch so I think she would really like to have pictures of me with a holiday background. Hope she doesn't try to embarrass me by dressing me up in silly hats like she does to Luke. This little panther has a reputation to keep up.... then again I would probably cave in if I'm high on the 'nip and have a belly full of treats....

Tis the Season

It's December, there is snow on the ground and another holiday around the corner... this means I get to wear a new collar. This time it is a red one with snowflakes. It is complimentary to my coat, but I have lost my 'edge' without my black skull & bones ones... Mom says I can get my tough panther collar back in January.

My Secret Addiction

I figured that since Rufus can admit his secret addiction then I can admit mine.

My secret addiction; dish towels.

Mommy always hangs them on the dining room chair to dry, I always pull it down and attack it. For me to enjoy a dish towel they have to be used, dry and a little moldy smelling. I love to grab them with my claws, bite them and kick them with my back paws. I even roll around on my back all the while clutching it and chewing it as only a fierce little panther like me can.

So there you have it. I am Cooter; dish towel lover.

String tease

This evening I spotted something that looked fun to play with... it was dangling string,
I sat there and watched it, back and forth it moved. I watched it until I just couldn’t resist anymore so I hopped up and pounced on it. Claws and all I had it! However I think I freaked mom a little as the string is actually her belt and it was attached to her pants that she was still in…

Catnip

I love that catnip pillow! Mommy gave each Luke and I one this evening and the minute I saw it and I reached up mommy's leg and I dug my claws into her jeans, I did not let go, not even after I had the pillow in my mouth. She had to bend down onto the floor. Daddy came to her rescue and pried me off, the whole time I hissed at him with my pillow. So then I chewed it and kicked it and drooled all over it... I love the nip!

I Spy with my Little Eye...

ME!

For almost two weeks every time I am outside I get this feeling as though someone is spying on me... And you know what, someone is: its daddy! He sneaks out after I run down the stairs to see where and what I am doing, and then he reports back to mommy. It's his new little thing, so I have been humoring him. I have been extra cute and silly just for him...

These are the things I have done lately:
I attacked a bush, that is right I tackled it until it was limp.
I stalked a squirrel, but I never caught him because he stayed on the fence.
I ran after Plato (another neighbor's cat) up a fallen down tree and then back to his house.
I rolled on my back on the cement and got all nice and dusty.
I raced up & down the alley, I darted in the field, I sneaked around the abandoned building, I was drinking from puddles after it rained and I even hid from daddy in the neighbors yard.

It's good to be me.

Purrs

Hi wanted to send out a very special HAPPY BIRTHDAY to the one and only Scooter. She is so special to me (and so many others too), so mrrat, mrrat to you sweetheart.
purrs........

New Collar

A definite record for me...Mommy seems to be proud of me for keeping my collar for this long. However this weekend she decided to give me another one to wear, this one has little skulls to give me a little bit more of a Halloween theme (or so she says). But I know the truth, it's so the kitties outside know to watch out for me as I'm one mean little panther...

Quality daddy time

This evening was lots of fun: daddy and I hung out. He let me in and pet me for a while and then I hopped up onto the dining room chair to watch mom cut up my dinner. Well she took too long and I was frisky so I decided to play with the dishtowel hanging off the chair. It was yummy to chew, I held it tight between my paws and was rolling on the chair chewing it. Daddy came over and made it move so I attacked it more, I think he had fun watching me chew it.
After diner daddy took out our 'homemade' toy (it's a long stick with a mouse on the end of a fishing wire) and played with me. Luke joined in too and we took turn jumping, running and skidding to get that ratty looking mouse. He played with us for a long while and we loved it! After all our fun daddy went to lounge on the couch and I took a nap under the table. Now I think I will nap on the couch pillow, and then back under the table...

Filling my food bowl

Since mom has been giving us some frozen raw food I have been so excited to eat. Don't get me wrong I have always had a good appetite, but having some meat has made me impatient. I know the ritual now, as soon as my bowl disappears and the freezer door closes I know what is coming. I sit by mommy's feet as she cuts our food into bite size pieces and sometimes I reach up and show her my paws. So now she puts my bowl down by her feet and gives me food as she cuts the pieces. Luke is sometimes around but he eats on the counter, something about me being a thief, I don't get it but I like it better when his bowl is on the floor, I'm always ready if he leaves any food behind in his bowl. Well after all my raw food is gone I get my bowl filled with wet and dry to snack. Mommy always pets me and says what a good boy and eater I am... I knew that: I'm a little panther hear me roar... or maybe just mrrat, mrrat.

Did Sleepy the Dwarf have a cat?

I am just pooped! After dinner I hopped up on the couch, got comfy on the pillow and went to sleep. The weather is getting colder and I sure can feel it. Ok enough time being awake, I'm going back to bed now.

Losing my magic

I think I'm slipping. I have been wearing the exact same beastie band collar for 5 weeks now, or is it six... I can't believe I have not Houdinied myself out a collar in this long. Is my magic gone?

Jamais Deux sans Trois

Catster have you never heard of that expression? Things happen in three...
So two weeks ago my fur sis gets diary of the day, last week my fur bro get chosen, so logically it should be my turn right? But no, I'm left out. I woke up this rainy Saturday morning thinking I would be 'discovered' by my fellow felines, but no, Catster has shunned me.

Lonely Puss

I can

Ode to my Shoelace

Shoelace, oh fun shoelace, how I love when mommy wiggles you around for me to play with you. I love to pounce on you, I love to catch you in the air, I love to chew on you...I just love that you are there for my amusement.

The Routine

I have this routine that I do every time I come back into the house, I rub up against the legs of the person who lets me in. If there is more than one person near the door, I will give them loving leg rubs too just because they are close. The humans think this is cute and I get many rubs and pets. This is best after a full day outside while the humans are at work.

No Monday blues in this house

I love when the humans have the day off, especially when they are feeling lazy like us kitties. Mommy is sitting on the green couch playing on her laptop, so I cuddled up against her after my morning snack for a nap. Luke is on the couch too but he is close to daddy. So far my afternoon has been great, I stretch, she rubs me, I snooze. Then I roll over, she rubs me, I snooze. I turn around, she rubs me, I snooze. How great is that?!?

Oh and there is another mystery debate going on around here. At around 4am mommy woke up to noise, it was scratching in the litter. The noise was loud because their nails kept getting caught on the bag liner. Mommy sat up and looked out into the hall to see which fur child would exit the bathroom, and she swears it was me. The hall is dark, but she saw what looked like my silhouette. Luke was napping at the foot of the bed, so it was either Sissy or me, and she says the tail hair was short, but then again she was sleepy and rubbing her eyes so really she will never know.

Well gotta go get some loving now, I'd like some more mommy cuddles and some under chin rubs before dinner...purrs

Working Blues

All my comfort and joy of having free reign is over. Today I showed up for my mid morning snack and loving to find the patio door closed. I was puzzled, I was sad. No more coming and going as I please, no more snacks, no more lunch (that is right, mommy gave us lunch!) no more extra love and snuggles, no more play time...it is like before, back to work for her I guess. I guess that is why mommy hugged me really hard this morning and told me she was going to miss me and kept putting me back in front of my food dish. I am going to miss her extended weekend, I like when she is around all day, it comforts well to my needs.

At least she is home now: I got some loving and I was fed. Well I have to go and chase some kitties out of my yard now...

How to Paint a Cat

For the humans, follow these easy steps for success:
1. get a black cat
2. paint the moulding around a room white
3. leave the door open when you exit the room
4. re-enter room to find cat has snuck in and is leaning against freshly painted moulding
5. pick up cat and take out of room (for better painting results, make sure you have paint on your hands)
Voila, a barrel of entertainment.
And be thankful he did't step in the tray of paint, get it on his paws, then dart out of the room.

Laziest Sunday ever

The life of a cat is about sleep. Today this was proven. It was a cold and rainy day and so I chose to sleep it away, I took my spot on a dining room chair and spend my day there. I did get up often however to visit mommy and daddy in the bedroom, I need to check on them and get some rubs and loving in as well. Mommy is however wondering when I will want to go outside and do my business (I'm still too shy to go in the house), I'll let you know mommy, I'll just cry by the patio door when I'm ready. The couch looks good, I think I will nap there now.

The empty room

Objects and furniture are misplaced, the house is a mess and the bed is now on my favorite new carpet. The humans have locked themselves in the now empty bedroom, and when they emerge they have color on their skin and on their cloths. Every couple of hours I go to the door and cry, they come out and see me and I get a few rubs and I am off again to nap. I just need to be sure that they are ok in there. I don't understand what they are doing for so long in an empty room, but they seem to like it.

New game

Today I was playing new game: how many times can you get your mommy to come to the patio door. At first I was asking to be let in, then out, then back in, back out... And then I was having fun seeing how many times mommy will come to the door, open it, try to pet me and then follow me outside. She did this a few times and then I got bored and decided to walk down the stairs. But it was fun while I was interested, and educational because now I know I can get mommy to do anything for me. Tee hee

Tricked for a chip

I thought mom left the cat carrier out because she was too lazy to put it away... then I thought maybe she wasn't putting it away because Luke keeps napping in it... I found out the real reason: it was out so I wouldn't freak when she shoved me inside of it to take me to the vet! I put up a fight, but in the end she won. Good thing that it was a very short visit, Mommy only took me there so I could get a microchip implanted into the back of my neck. She has a fear that one day the SPCA will come into our neighborhood and on that day I have lost my collar and get taken away. So she contacted the SPCA and they do check for microchips and decided I should get one if that 'in case' moment should ever occur. She has been thinking about it for a while now, and decided that this week it would be done since she is on vacation. Mommy was so proud of me, I was such a good boy that I did not meow, not once. The tech lady even remarked on how handsome I am. Well it's good to be home, I think I will go snuggle on the couch again and nap now.

The people are back

Mommy and daddy are back! Oh how I missed them. I rubbed up against their legs and rolled on their feet for quite a while, and then I was fed. Yummy, I ate all of mine and Luke's too! I told mommy that grandpa just doesn't know how hungry a little panther like me can get... well I am going to nap now, I have to catch up.

Oh, and I am still wearing the collar mommy put on me the morning they left.. am I slipping, 4 days with the same collar?

The great collar debate

I wonder who is winning and who is losing... Can there even be a winner?
In total I have lost 8 or 9 collars. In reality it should be 12 or 13 though because mom managed to find it a few times. However yesterday a package arrived with 12 new collars just for me: 3 hemp and 9 beastie band ones. She ordered them online from Robbins Pet Care almost two weeks ago when she put on me the last hemp collar which was originally intended for Sissy. This upset me, so I went outside today after breakfast and I have since come back naked, that is right I Houdinied out of yet another collar. That'll show her!

My day with Daddy

Today was a great day, I spent it with daddy. I like when he takes a day off work, too bad mommy couldn't. I followed her to the door and watched her leave, and then I let out a few meows hoping she would come back in. Daddy heard me so he called to me from the couch, I was happy he was still home so I ran to him and hoped up on the couch for some snuggles as he played on the computer. When daddy was done his work, he got up and took some stuff outside the front door, Luke and I followed but we didn't go outside. We watched him thru the window for a while until we both got bored and took a nap by the door. I liked the mat while Luke slept on the shoes.
When daddy came back in, I followed him a little and then decided to take another nap, but this time on the beige couch. Daddy joined me a little later and I liked the attention he gave me. Then I turned over to sleep on my back while purring and snoring, Daddy was rubbing my chest and it felt really good. I had a really great nap, daddy was laughing because as I was napping I was also kneading in the air, twitching my whiskers and sticking out my tongue. It really was a great nap!
The next thing I remember was waking up to mommy rubbing me and talking softly to me. And just think, it isn't even the weekend yet!

Sunday Morning Lovin’

Have I ever mentioned how much I like weekends? Well I do, I get to do a whole lot more relaxing with mommy and daddy and Luke, lounging anywhere I want, being let in and out any time I want, it’s great! So let me tell you about this weekend…
The whole house got woken up by the phone, no one answered though. I then heard some voices, so I sat up and meowed. I then heard mommy say ‘Cooter sweetheart, in the bedroom’, so off I trotted. I hopped right up onto their bed, without any hesitation I might add, and laid down all flat right up against daddy (I wasn’t picking preferences, he was just closer). Luke was already there between then by their feet, and Sissy was on the duvet in the corner of the room. We all received lots of loving and stayed for quite a while, moving slowly and it was nice. And then we all got up and it was breakfast time for all of us kitties. Wish every morning was like this…

Chew Toys

Mommy and daddy bought a new carpet today, but I know the truth: it's my new chew toy. The weaving is just great for me to sharpen and clean my teeth. Daddy caught me chewing on it and laughed. But then Luke saw what I was doing and came over to join me. Sissy just sniffs it and walks away, if only she understood how much fun it is.
Well I think I'm going to take a nap on it again, it's just so great, thanks mom and dad for my gift.

Unsolved mystery

There is a debate going on around here: was it me or Luke sleeping at mommy's feet last night. Daddy insists it was me, mommy is in denial. Who is right? I won't tell...

Ah, the collar dilemma

Once again I have lost another collar... how I do it I will never tell. Mommy had put the last one on me after I managed to Houdini myself out of the beastie band one. That was the longest I have ever worn a collar, that velcro strip was trickier that the quick release ones so it took me two week. So I was wearing another hemp collar, lost it, and it showed up 3 days later hanging off the mailbox. Those darn neighbours, how could they do that to me?

A bed to sleep on

I did something a little particular this past night, I strolled into the bedroom to hang out with mom and dad, I explored under the bed, I investigated the closet, sniffed the piles of cloths and then hopped onto the bed. They were getting ready for bed and I wanted some loving. I even attacked the snakes that were under the sheet to protect mom before she went to sleep. And then I did something ‘unusual’ for me, I stayed lying on the bed with them even after the lights went out. I left after about an hour when Luke showed up, the bed just seemed to crowded at that point.

Wiggly worms

It has been a couple of rainy days lately, and the worms are out wiggling on the grass. This means I have things to pounce on. I hear they are full of protein and a good food source...so why is mom still freaked after I ate one yesterday? Dad just exclaims: 'humm yummy wormy goodness'

Personality Test

Well pull up a comfy lap my feline friends, this is going to be a long one as I have to tell you all why Mommy has been having a hoot with me lately.

Where to start... well I seem to be following her (and daddy) around the house more often, even running in after her when she goes into the bedroom, (which I have been known to avoid except on the rare occasion that I've felt the need to sneak a few bites of the girl cat's food) I follow her into the bathroom too just like Luke. I'm even getting better at letting her give me kisses on the head, I no longer crouch down you see. I have even jumped up onto the bed, but I don't stay, I just take a quick look, sometimes a sniff or two and then jump back down. I even started every so often lying down in the middle of a room or hallway letting out a meow or two (or a wail) just to get attention, I've noticed that I'm always sure to get a few head rubs when I do this. I also now sleep on the couch daily, I used to occasionally jump up onto the couch that no one uses (and jump off even quicker if I was approached thinking maybe I shouldn't be there) but now I hop right on up the couch next to mommy and daddy and take a cat nap or groom myself, I have even slept on a pillow for the first time this week. I also have new napping spot in the house, mommy thinks I'm silly but it's a really comfy flat box she brought home (something about pizza BBQ) I wasn't listening very well since it doesn't matter what is in it because I'm always on top of it anyways. Another thing mommy and daddy love is when I come into the house after an outdoor adventure, the first thing I do is rub up against and around their legs while purring up a storm. Sometimes I run into the kitchen after them and do this too, the reason for this is that I have discovered that is where the food is and have been lucky enough to try cheese and pancakes (two things I really like but don't get enough of).

Well gotta run, going to see mommy so she will pick me up and cuddle me on her belly (she rubs me really well, especially under my chin) and then I'm going to take a nap. 

Little Panther Protection

I don't understand why my mommy gets mad at me for protecting my deck...all I do is pounce and chase the kitties who come and visit my mommy. She says I 'attack' them, I wouldn't call it that. I think she should just stop being nice to them. You see my mommy pets them, and picks them up, she feeds them and even names them! And these are cats who have homes...she is a silly mommy. She tells me I should stop being jealous, she has enough love to go around and that she very happily chose me. Well Luke feels the same way as me, so I know mommy is silly.
Oh, and I came home again without my collar. It has been 3 days now and mommy hasn't found it yet, haha, score one for me.

Distinguished looking

My mommy seems to be giggling a whole lot lately when she rubs my head… it seems that I have a few stray hairs that are white. I don’t see humour with this, it makes me look cute. I should get mommy to take a picture so all the girl kitties can tell me what they think…
On another note, I lost my new bandana red collar. I’m very tricky, this is the second one I have escaped from. Unfortunately she had another, so it was quickly replaced. I guess she knows me to have extra collars and name tags for me. The next day she went out looking for my collar and found it, so she has that backup one again. Oh well, I did try.

greetings...

It has been two days now and I have started something new: I follow Luke to the front door to greet mommy and daddy when they come home. They seem to enjoy this new behavior. I like the attention too, so I migt just continue this...
On another note, I got a new collar. It's a cotton one this time, so maybe I won't lose my fur again, seems like I'm allergic to synthetic. And as usual I look very handsome in my collar, it's red and looks like a bandana, very stylish with my black name tag. Maybe mommy will post a picture with me wearing it... but not now, I want out!

I've been caught

Well mommy found out that I have also been visiting the neighbor... She saw me on their front steps the other day, but yesterday she talked to Tatum and she confirmed that I actually hang out there some times and on her back deck too. And then she told my mommy that I let her pet me and that she gives me food... My secret is out...why did they have to talk?
Well mom then walked by me and called me a giggolo, she really shouldn't be upset, I think I should upset. Why you ask... well she took away my studliness remember, so I can no longer woo the female kitties, so I search out companionship in cute human girls now. I think it's fair. Plus I get fed twice on some days!

Playing!

I have a new toy, it is the greatest thing ever invented! Everyone should get one, or two. Mom calls it a Peanut M&M, so everyone go get this toy, apparently they are easy to get. It has been two days now that I have been playing with this little thing and I am not bored not one bit. I have run around and bated this toy all over the house, up and down the hallway is the best, I've been rolling, pounces and doing summersaults with it too... Oh what fun, and mom thought when she first started bringing me in that I would never play like a kitten, oh-boy was she wrong!
Well gotta go and bat around my fun toy!

The tackle

I was innocently tackled this evening after coming home... I came strolling into the house and daddy grabbed me and held me, and then he called mommy for help. I was squeezed by both at the same time. It was a little weird, but I figured out quickly why: I had a few burrs on me, again. Those prickly little things sure do stick well on me. Good thing I was having fun with all the attention, I was purring a bunch and I let them 'clean' me up. The best part; it was dinner time, so I was fed right after. Well I'm off again, haven't decided yet if I'm heading back out or going to have a nap on my sleeping bag.

New Friends

I'm one happy little panther today, I made new friends and received a rosette from them. Look at Floyd, he is adorable, looks just like my brother Luke, and I look like his brother Blackjack. They even have a sister kitty... We would have a ball playing together, maybe we could even trick our parents, have them guessing who is who, oh that would be fun. Many purrs go out to my new buddies, wish I could share my catnip with you!

What a week it has been...

Well the mystery is over as to why mommy gave me a bath and refused to let me out. She took me to the vet and they took my manhood. It was a horrible ordeal, and I think I might finally be over it. This time I didn't see it coming (I foiled her plan last time and didn't come home for 3 days), on Monday morning she put me in the crate, which seemed normal at first as Luke has been napping in it for 3 days since it was taken out of the closet, but then I realized that I wasn't getting fed (and hey I like breakfast) and I was whisked away and taken to the vet. Last time mommy was with me the whole time, but now I was left there, I did not like that. I was poked and I was alone, then I fell asleep and when I woke up my pompoms were deflated. I was very disoriented and grumpy and mommy still wasn't there, but I had my sleeping bag at least.
Mommy finally came to get me and that was a relief, she took me home and loved me lots then fed me a bunch. I was desperate to go out but she didn't let me. I peed on my sleeping bag at the vet's office, but mommy was nice enough to wash it right away when we got back home. I growled and moaned at Luke and chased him away a few times; I was upset, I was having a bad day after-all. I kept mommy up most of the night trying to escape, I ran around the house and moaned quite a lot.
Finally in the morning after breakfast she let me out, but before she did she put a collar on me with a name tag, she says it's official that I am hers (not too fond of the collar but it has reflective grey to keep me safe) In the evening I wasn't feeling much better, I kept attacking and chasing Luke, and I didn't let mommy get too close to me, but I ate well! Yesterday was a better day, I rubbed against daddy's legs, I let mommy hold me and hug me, and I wasn't mad at Luke. Today I came home a little late and had mommy worried, she hates that I like being outside so much, I ate and groomed and let mommy pet me a bunch, but then I wanted out again, took a bit on coaxing on my part but she finally let me out. I came home again, with some fresh cuts, I haven't told mommy who I keep fighting with and she is really worried about me. Well I am pooped, so I am going to snuggle in my cube and go to sleep now...

Can someone open the door for me?

I want out! Usually it's easy to get the humans to open the patio door and let me out. I meow, and they open the door. If they are stubborn, I meow and moan, and they open the door. If they need more coaxing, I meow, moan and cry, and they open the door. And if mommy really doesn't want to let me out, like if it's cold or raining and she is being even more stubbord, I meow, moan and cry while on my back legs reaching for the handle and scratching at the glass, and then they open the door. But tonight my efforts are fruitless. Not even me pacing about the house is working... Does someone have thumbs so they can let me out?

Rain = Good ... Bath = Bad

Found out what a bath was tonight, and let me tell you I did not like it one bit. Mommy said I smelled, doesn't she understand that my odor is manly, it's what gets me the girls! So now I have to lick myself all over, repeatedly!!!

Roaming and sleeping...

Daddy let me in this morning, which is usually how it works on the weekends as mommy sleeps in a little later than him. Well as daddy was petting me he saw all these burrs in my tail, he started to take a few out but I got annoyed pretty quick. Mommy woke up shortly after and came out to say hi to all of us. Daddy asked for her help so they can groom me. She took my sleeping bag, sat on the floor crossed legged like an indian and put my sleeping bag on her lap. Daddy put me on her lap, it was nice, and she started rubbing me and holding my face the way I like, and I didn't even notice daddy pulling all the burrs out of my tail. When he was done I stayed on mommy's lap and she continued to love me and pet me, I even began purring, I stayed a whole long time, then mommy had to move because he leg got all tingly, she said it fell asleep. Mommy then fed us all, yummy! I love the weekends, I went straight into my cube and went to sleep, I'm only out now to roll on my sleeping bag and say hello to all the kitties out there, but now I'm going back into my cube...

Cat stats...

Mommy was playing on Catster again, she loves looking at all the kitties, and came up with these stats; as of 8:08pm eastern time, there are the following kitties listed:
kitties named Cooter: 5
kitties named Luke: 24
kitties named Sissy: 25
kitties from Montreal: 134
kitties in St-Henri: 6
Mommy thinks it's fun to browse, I do too because I saw a cutie who lives in the neighborhood named Lola, meow! my cat brother Luke thinks so too, but then again he has a cat crush on 3 kitties from catster... so far just Lola for me, and a neighborhood little black and white kitty mom saw me chasing although not lately it's been cold and hasn't been out, mom named her Molly. Well I'm going out now, I have been in all day having a great 'cat-nap', been fed twice, wrestled Luke and received lots of love...so time go meow by the back door and scratch on the glass, maybe I'll go walking on the bulldozer down the street and come back stinking like diesel fuel like I did last night...

A new discovery

I discovered something new, something that makes me all happy, something that makes me drool. It's a cat sleeping bag, but not just any sleeping bag, a sleeping bag wih CATNIP! Oh boy is that thing great! I rolled and snuggled it, drooled all over it and made it mine! I don't know how come I never knew about this thing called catnip before, but now that I do, I will seek it out everywhere I go from now on...starting now.

Attention is great!

I have figured it out! I can get mommy (and daddy's) full attention by sitting up on my blanket and squeaking, meowing and crying for some undivided attention. It works great. I get petted and rubbed all over, but not on the belly remember... And for extra love, when mommy is scratching my head and neck, I stretch out and she scratches me with both hands. It feels so good, and then I tilt to the side and she cratches my cheeks...oh it feels so good! But don't stop purring because she then goes back to only one handed rubs and scratches, and I like the extra attention!

Oh what a day

Today I had my first experience at a vet's office. Mommy was so pround of me, I walked right into the carrier, no fuss at all, I didn't even make a sound while being carried or while in the car. I was so good waiting there, and I let the vet touch me and poke me and everything. He told mommy I was a very handsome cat in good shape and health, well I should be as she feeds me well. I think daddy called 4 times while we were out to get updates on me. I was very happy though when I got back home, I hid behind the couch and went right into my comfy cube to sleep. I stayed there until dinner, I think she gave me extra yummy food for my stressful day. Well I feel like visting my neighborhood so I'm off for a walk outside...

A Warm Place

Well I was thinking that it is about time I write my first diary... This place is really nice, I get lots of food, a warm place to sleep and lots of love. And my little friend Luke is here, he's fun to wrestle with, but I hate when he pounces on me when I'm trying to sleep! My mommy tries to stop him from doing that before he does, she knows I don't sleep very well when outside. I call her mommy now, she calls me her Big Boy, she told me that she consideres me hers now, she calls me her outdoor cat. It's good to know that they like me, even when I take off sometimes and go missing for a day or two! But I can't do that often because she worries about me, it's good to be cared for! My daddy was brushing me today, oh boy did I ever like that! But then he got close to my tummy and so I swated him... I don't think he will do that again, mommy already knows that, she should have warned daddy, or at least shown him her scar. Well I'm going to stretch out and go back to sleep...