Cold in Chicago!

a lot has happened since I last wrote in my diary. I live in Chicago now, yikes!! And it's cold out there! Good thing I'm inside all the time now ;-) ok I miss the forest of Sweden every now and then. And the warmth of California, but I'm here with my new friend Zelda and we're doing okay. She eats my food every now and the though and I hate that.

Bye for now, hope everyone's doing great out there!!!

xo
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Thanksgiving Tagged!

Marie tagged me in the spirit of Thanksgiving and she wants to know the 5 things that i am thankful for this holiday season:

1. I am thankful for the fact that I am healthy and get food, water and love every day. There are lots and lots of kitters out there who aren't as lucky as me.

2. I am thanksful for the fact that I got to fly on an airplane. I hated it at the time, but in furtrospect, i realize that it makes me a world traveler, something that I am proud of.

3. I am thankful for my furined Skeezix, who introduced me to both the Whirly-Bird and Temptations.

4. I am thankful for the Whirly-Bird for being so fun.

5. I am thankful to Temptations for being so tasty.

And now, I'm gonna tag:

Punkin Pooh
Pebbles
Zeus
Draco
Arianna

Goodbye, Pigall...

My one and only horse friend Pigall had to go to the rainbow bridge today, and I'm very sad about it. He was a good friend, even though he was like 400 times as big as me. He never stepped on me and was always nice to hang out with. We spent a lot of time relaxing in his stable and I will miss him very much. You can see one of the last pictures of us here: http://files.dogster.com/pix/cats/42/294142/294142_122271198 1.jpg

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.

Hanging on

how to climb a tree and other important cat things

My humans took some shots of me yesterday when I was climbing a tree. It's, like, no big deal and stuff, but they freaked out and had to take pictures... make sure you check them out in my photo book... And then today I am Cat of the Day, which they are also freaked out about, saying I should call my agent and stuff. Oh, yawn. I'm not trying to be humble, I just am. It's so easy being humble.

They really need to get a life, as I always say.

Overheard Human Speak

I overheard my humans talking about me this morning. They're always talking about me. They need to get a life. Or lives. Or whatever. Anyhow, it went like this:

Her: TAILER MUST GET TIRED OF BEING SO CUTE. IT'S LIKE A FULL TIME JOB. HE DOES IT 24-7.

Him: YEAH. HE'S LIKE BRANGELINA.

Strangely enough, I have been having the urge to adopt lately.

Mud in the Sheets Feels Nice

But THEY don't get that... stupid humans. I go out all night and scrape together mud, twigs, little crusty pieces of crud, and bring them it all back into the house so that my human folks can enjoy the feel of nature against their sleeping bodies. But Nooooooo, they get all mad at me and madly start shaking and brushing me to rid me of my precious collection. It's like doing a job and not getting paid for it. Rats...

Rats? Now that's an idea. That's something EVERYBODY loves.