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the life of a forest cat

i am going to eat that knocking bird. period.

we have a bird, i think it's actually called a great tit, hee hee, ho ho... and during the winter he started knocking on the windows when the bird feeder was out of food. Now, it's spring and the little dork is still doing it. He starts at like 5 am and flies around to all the windows and just knocks and knocks and knocks. Of course, there's no food in the feeder, you idiot. It's spring and there's plenty of natural food out there for you to choose from. I've been out snatching up mice and rats and things, so it's time for you to get yours on. Lazy little dork.

Here's a video of the pesky little jerk.

That dood came back

So yesterday afternoon that dood that left me here in the middle of the furrest came back, just sauntering in like it was no big deal. I totally avoided him for like 2 minutes, but then he gave me some cheese and i forgot about the fact that he left me.

So now it's all just like it used to be, except there's no snow on the ground and there are lots of little critters crittering around. Some of those little critters are exceptionally tiny, and they crawl all over me and try to suck my blood. They are called ticks, according to that dood and the chick - they also call them something in swedish, but i don't speak that barbaric language, so i don't know what it is.

I helped the chick do her taxes today, purring at her feet and crossing my paws so that she will get a big tax refund. Big tax refunds mean higher grade cat food, so i'm all about the refund. Go refund, it's yer birthday.

The dood came back with some dogster and catster merch that he apparently swindled while he was in San Francisco. He told me that I better get my act together and start updating this blog a little more often, because some of the people at HQ (whatever that means) are keeping a closer eye on me now, making sure that i do my job. Then he threw some Dogster stickers at me and said "there's more where that came from, pal, if you just keep your fleas in a row..."

He's pretty weird.

where you been, homey?

I know, I know. It's a been along time since I updated y'all. But you have to understand that my life is very very internet-free. Only occasionally do I decide to leave the forest and check in with cyberspace. I mostly log on when I have to buy or sell stocks - you know how it is.

Some of the badgers in the forest have been talking about this twitter thing. At the same time that i feel that I'm WAY above the idea, I know that all the kids are doing it and what a better way to keep all of my fan (s?) in the loop as to my sitcheyation. Maybe it's time for me to get my twit on.

Wait. Can opening in kitchen. Gotta go.