March 15th 2011 10:31 am
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Deah Diary...Woe is me!
Ah was havin’ sech a great mornin’ chasin’ Cinni around. Racin’ through the hallways, ovah the beds and out through the dining room. Ah decided to cut Cinni off at the sunroom. Up onto the dining room table Ah leapt. Mah attention was to jump from the table to the sunroom entrance before Cinni; Ah didn’t realize how fast Ah was moving.
All of a sudden a big ole crystal bowl loomed up in front of me, I couldn’t stop! Ah truly tried to put the brakes on but Ah skidded full force into the bowl.
The bowl went flyin’ along with me right off the table. Ah managed to stay in one piece when Ah hit the floor unfortunately the bowl didn’t fare so well… it was smashed beyond recognition.
Cinni sat in the sunroom laughin’ in his whiskers at my faux pas. Ah really don’t think it was mah fault that the silly vase slid off of the table…
Ah have no ideah why it was there in the first place!
March 7th 2011 7:38 am
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Adventures of Cinni and Me
Last March Bobbie got a bee in her bonnet that she should make another trip up yonder to the North again. We didn’t think too much about it as when Bobbie left at Christmas she asked our nice neighbor to take care of us while she was away…and that worked out jes splendidly.
Circumstances had changed since Christmas Miss Bobbie has put the house up for sale and felt it would be better all around to include us in her traveling plans. Now any of y’all that have read some of mah prior diary entries know that the “Cousins” are the bane (as in evil or sufferin’) of mah nine lives.
Not to be too long in the tooth and to make a long story short, we’ll start at our destination.
After a long tiresome ride we finally arrived at Miz Wendy’s; the cute Ute slowly turned into the circular driveway and stopped. Ah am quite sure that Ah heard the poor thang heave a sigh of relief… If she could talk she would have complained about the humps and bumps she had to endure besides the indignity of bein’ covered up to her headlights in New Hampshire sh…err mud!
Miss Wendy came out of the house to greet us and took Cinni’s cage into the house, while our cousins strolled out of the living room.
Cosmos is the Major Domo of the group a traditional seal pointed Siamese…one of the sweetest felines y’all would evah want to meet. Coz is pushin’ 14 summers. The oldest and the wisest of this motley crew followed by that fashion plate of the family Finnias, a blue point Siamese… And what a Diva he is!
Finnias gave us a haughty stare with his cornflower blue eyes, as he looked down his elegant nose and purred, “What are you doing here, are you lost, if so just go straight to the door and head south!” Finnias is sech a wisenheimer. With that salvo he turned and walked away on those long slender legs of his.
Finni is one handsome boy, his only fault in the beauty department is his long, skinny tail…Sorta reminds me of a large rat’s tail …Ah think it kinda fits his purrsonality.… Ah know that’s mean but the devil made me say it!
Last but not least Fuji with his best Bad Boy look, swaggered ovah to mah carrying case. He’s a typical gray tiger cat that is extremely territorial and the crux of most of mah misery, his claim to fame is his really cool, tic coat of fur and his large beautiful, green eyes.
He sniffed my carrying case, hissed and snarled. “Youse back here again, fur ball, get out of that cage and I will kick your sorry %$#” Typical moggy all sass and no class!
Being a Southern Gentleman, Ah cannot repeat the rest of his conversation… but Ah digress…Ah looked at him, bared mah pearly whites and meowed loudly,
“Don’t mess with me because Ah’m gonna be in your face for two weeks so git ovah youself. Y’all better not try to dance me in a corner cuz when a Siamese is between a rock and a hard place someone is gonna git hurt…and it ain’t gonna be me Yankee boy!”
He was going to start somethang right there and then but Bobbie scooted me into the guest bedroom where she was stayin’and Ah watched her unpacked.
Cosmos came in and got up on the bed and sniff me all ovah.
“Ah know that place where y’all come from, I use to live there a long time ago when Miss Wendy was in England. Be careful and mind your pee’s and que’s. I don’t want any trouble while y’all are here. It just upsets me so and y’all know what happens when I get unhappy.”
I thought to mahself poor old Coz he could write a book on the subject… Yellow Stream By I Pee Freely. Cosmos is mah blood relation and he is very sweet but when he gits upset he pees and pees and pees everywhere. Ah didn’t want to git him upset so Ah promised to mind mah southern manners…of course Ah crossed mah claws. Since we are blood relations Ah kinda git the urge to covah up his pee scent with mine…Ah guess it’s in the genes…Oh well, as we say in Dixie.
Meanwhile Cinni was bein’ warmly welcome by Fuji and Finnias. Ah think they were a tad surprise how big he had grown since last he had visited them. He was a grown cat with a mind of his own. Cinnabar Flambeau or jes plain Cinni to all who know him has grown into a fine figure of a feline.
He is good natured and loves to play and hunt and normally is quite gentle when horsin’ around. He has that gunslinger swagger and long lean body to go with it… Mister Slinky himself! It is the consensus of all that he is the Dude!
Well time moves along and we had our little skirmishes and for the most part they were pretty even. Ah gave as good As Ah got and walked around the house, sat on the sofa and stretched out in Fuji’s favorite sunny spot in the dining room without bein’ challenged…although Fuji was glarin’ at me all the time. Finnias and Ah went literally nose to nose, but Ah Have to admit Fuji got the last swipe.
It was late evenin’ and everyone had retired for the night. Ah was doin’ mah nightly rounds when he ambushed me, caught me in the ear, Ah let out a bloodcurdlin’ howl and woke everyone up…Folks, Ah don’t want y’all to think Ah am a whuss but a cat’s ears are our most sensitive area and it hurt God Awful!
Mis Wendy came bounding down the stairs and Bobbie on auto pilot stumbled out of the guest room. Miss Wendy scolded Fuji and took him back upstairs and Bobbie carried me back to the darken bedroom where she presided to put me back on the bed, when all of a sudden her hands felt warm and sticky.
She quickly put the light on and saw that mah ear was bleeding profusely. She hurriedly took me to the bathroom and deposited me in the sink, while she went lookin’ for somethang to stop the bleeding.
Ah jumped out of the sink shook mah head as mah ear was botherin’ me. By the time she found some tissues to help quench the blood. Ah had decorated the pristine white walls of the bathroom with drops and sprays of mah royal Siamese blood! Ah have to say Ah thought it looked quite smashing like a modernistic painting…very avant guard.
Bobbie was horrified (She has no taste) said it looked like a murder scene and promptly started to wash off all of my beautiful royal blood. The ear subsided and we went back to bed.
Cinni stood guard and held off Finnias from getting’ on the bed to bother me. Cosmos curled up side of me and that was a great comfort. Next morning we left to pick up Auntie Winnie and travel back to Pennsylvania. When we arrived at Auntie Winnie’s house and were let out of our cases we looked at each other and purred HALALUIA, HAL- A- LU- IA!
Well that’s the end of our tail we sure hope this is the end of HER travelin’ but we seriously doubt it…
Purrs and Whisker Tickles, Cairo
February 24th 2011 6:37 am
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Mah goodness Ah can’t believe that so much time has passed since Cinni and Ah wrote in our diary. Ah had a little time on mah paws and Ah thought Ah would do a little catch up.
Speakin’ of time we sure had plenty of time on our paws. We sure missed corresponding with y’all, we surely have a lot of catchin’ up to do… Ah will try and get you all up to date up on what we been up to…let me see… Ah guess Ah will begin with Christmas 2009.
Ah hope your Christmas was better than ours…That mean Scrooge (Bobbie) left us ‘home alone’ can y’all imagine that? While she’s off partakin’ of turkey, prime rib and other culinary delights, we’re stuck with dry food and water. She was gone so long we thought she was nevah comin’ back! Bobbie made arrangements with our next door neighbor Miss Becky to keep an eye on us while she was gone.
We were getting’ so desperate that after a week of being alone, we decided to ask Miss Becky to adopt us! After she had fed us and kept us company for a while and was gettinn’ ready to leave, Ah would stand between her and the door and give her that big, blue eyed stare and that helpless expression…but she didn’t get it… And humans think they’re so purrceptive.
It’s jes as well as a couple of days later we heard the cute “Ute” comin’ up the driveway and the garage door open and Bobbie appeared and we welcomed her with open paws and happy purrs.
Ah guess the feelin’ was mutual cuz she picked us up and told us how much she had missed us. She brought her suitcase into the house and opened it and lo and behold there were two new toys for us to play with. After a feast of our favorite meal Cod fish and gravy we curled up in the big leather chair with Bobbie, it’s nice to have every thang back to normal.
We hope that y’all are up to no good and keepin’ your people on their toes…Cuz that’s what we cats do best.
Well got too skedaddled will meow to y’all later…
August 2nd 2008 10:59 am
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We were surfing’ through the web and decided to pop ovah to Catster to see what was going on and there and lo and behold, right before our amazed eyes were two lovely silver and blue fabreez collars.
Before we start styling and profiling, showing off our new collars we would like to express our gratitude to the Grand Dame of All Catsterland (In our opinion.)
These beautiful collars were bestowed on us by the most thoughtful, feline in all Catsterland the lovely Miss Scooter, of Scootie Patootie fame…
Miss Scooter y’all jes the sweetest thang!
Lovely lady, both Cinni and Ah want to express our appreciation the collars not only matched our eyes but they smell good too!
Before y’all go scootin’ off again spreadin’ love and sunshine please except our sincerest thanks for making our day…
Love and Purrs
Cairo & Cinni
July 12th 2008 1:40 pm
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Ah haven’t written anythang in sech, a long time but that was because Ah didn’t have anythang excitin’ to meow about… Till now!
It seems Mama Nature got a bee in her bonnet and stirred up a ruckus in our part of the woods…
Thursday afternoon Ah was curled up on Bobbie’s lap watchin’ General Hospital with her and Cinni was curled up on top of the cat tree snoozin’ away.
Now Ah have no idea why she likes to watch that soap… there isn’t one fabulous feline in the whole scenario.
Why Bobbie finds it so interesting is probably because dull thangs amuse small minds. It’s about unrequited love, murder and lies…Now if they were chasin’ balls, hunting mousies or catchin’ the elusive feathered wand Ah might be interested.
Instead Ah find it altogether boring and Ah was taking a catnap while Bobbie was enrapt in watchin’ Carley the soap diva, insult Kate the fashion ester.
Bobbie was so enthralled with the story that she didn’t notice how dark it had become, all of a sudden the most ear splitting crack of thunder and lightning shattered the calm afternoon. Bobbie exclaimed, “Oh My God!”
Ah jumped five feet in the air and hit the ground running, the television screen turned purple/blue, Cinni was half way out of the cat tree, and froze as if he was a statue… Seems like he was scared stiff!
Bobbie ran and picked him up and brought him into the great room and cuddled him, his blue eyes were as big as saucers and the only ones bigger were probably mine!
While all of this was going on inside, all heck was breakin’ loose outside.
The wind was whipping the trees into a dance of frenzy; the rain was comin’ down in buckets, the thunder was ear shattering and the lightning was the scariest of all!
It jes came down from the sky and hit one tree right after another in our neighbor’s yard…Y’all talk about great balls of fire… There were strikes all around us in quick succession and we thought for sure one would hit the house… Ah tell y’all it was crazy bad!
While this was going on Ah was runnin’ all ovah the place meowin’ and looking for the best place to hide. Bobbie told me to chill out and stop running around like Henny Penny crying the ‘The sky is falling!’ From the look on her face and the tone of her voice Ah am pretty sure she thought it was falling too! She was all shook up!
Finally it stopped as quickly as it had begun; three of our neighbor’s trees were hit right along the property line which is where the underground cable line is located.
Well wouldn’t y’all know it the computer was down and so was the television… Heavens to Merkingtroy!
Bobbie called Comcast and got a computer generated voice telling her to push this button and that button, wait twenty minutes, turn off the digital box for thirty seconds and all should be well…NOT!
Ah would have volunteered mah services if she had asked… As Ah am very skillful at pushin’ Human’s buttons…
Bobbie was so frustrated she was at the point of telling Comcast to take their services and shove them where the sun doesn’t shine!
Finally she got to speak to a Comcast representative who couldn’t do any better than Bobbie with the pushing buttons syndrome and ascertained that the problem was more serious and made an appointment for a service technician to come and repair the cable which will be some time Saturday afternoon.
Bobbie was not too happy with having to wait two days for her services to be restored. Which meant that we would have no television or broadband service until Comcast got their act together and their sorry a**’s out heah to fix it…which wasn’t going to be anytime soon! (Bobbie’s words) Tsk,tsk…. The woman is so about instant gratification… Being a Southern gentleman Ah would not think of usin’ sech periphrastic language…perhaps colorful is more aptly applied heah.
Fortunately in the afternoon a nice man from Comcast came. Ah observed him from the corner of the couch jes in case he needed mah clevah paws to help him but he was very proficient in his work and needed no help from me. After about two hours of troubleshooting he was able to git everythang up and running and life is once again good in the Southland.
Happy tails to y’all,
Cairo aka Captain Cool
February 16th 2008 7:50 am
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Well nothing much is happening heah Cinni is hidin’ and we can’t find him. Bobbie is havin’ the sunroom ceiling refinished today and Cinni has got his whiskers’ in twist because the dry wall man spooked him out…
Of course y’all know everythang spooks Cinni out. He meows a good line how he’s the fearless feline in the house but seein’is believin’ and Cinni is no where in sight.
Which makes it a little boring for me as Ah have no one to romp up and down the hallway with…so Ah figured Ah would bring mah diary up to date. Nothang excitin’ been happenin’ lately…y’all know same stuff different day syndrome.
We’ve been trying to put together a photo book ovah on Shutterfly and it is surprisin’ how time flies when y’all are having fun…well when Bobbie is havin’ fun as she is the one workin’ on the project.
We like the ideah of having a book about us but what we don’t like is Bobbie is payin’ more attention to the project than she is to us!
She’s was a little annoyed that her camera’s resolutions were too low and she couldn’t put large photos of our beautiful selves on the pages…Ah think she bitched about it so much that the camera took offence.
Yesterday when she went to take more photos of us the camera went dead…Now is that bad Karma or what?
She fiddled with it for a while and the little screen on the camera lit up and displayed; you are not authorized to use somethang or other and then it went belly up again. We think the silly thang jes lost its brains! Of course Ah don’t mind because Ah am not too inclined to havin’ that thang flashin’ in mah face.
On the other paw Cinni jes loves to make love to the camera. Ah do declare he learned all his posing finesse from our Cousin Finnias the fashion model. When Bobbie gits the camera Cinni jes starts stylin’ and beguilin’ all ovah the place…Ah suspects he has more photos in the book than me!
December 13th 2007 8:58 am
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Well it has been a spell since Ah last wrote…Ah jes haven’t had anythang to say. Ah know that is surprisin’ comin’ from a mouthy Meezer like me.
Ah had wanted to write a Christmas Happening but mah creative juices have either dried up or Ah fried mah brain on consuming too much catnip…or maybe Ah am turnin’ into that green fella with a heart two sizes too small!
Anyways we did have a bit of excitement that happened yesterday. Now Cinni is the resident Bad Boy so he is always gittin’ in trouble. Ah have tried to impress on him that whenevah y’all see Miz Bobbie with that small silver box in her hands that makes the big flash SKIDDADLE as fast as you can! Of course Cinni being of a younger generation than me paid me no mind and continued on his merry way.
Cinni decided to play race up the drapes to the tippity top of the drapery rod.
Well everythang was find until Miz Bobbie decovahed him and race to git that dang little silver box with the big flash.
Ah alerted Cinni and he panic, got his claw caught in the drapery and was caught red pawed on film by Bobbie…
By the way y’all can view that photo its jes above mah diary entry…And Santa Claws if you’re readin’ this, y’all can see whose is Naughty and whose Nice at our house!
That’s when all pandemonium broke out as Cinni was struggling to git his claw loose the rod came tumbling down and Cinni with it. Ah will say that Cinni recovahed quickly he was lickity split away from the scene before y’all could meow Jack Daniels!
Bobbie was not pleased and grumbled all the way to the garage to git the ladder to put the rod and draperies back up. Y’all see Bobbie is short in stature and she couldn’t reach up far enough by standin’ on a chair.
Up the stairs she came huffin and puffin with the ladder in tow.
Now Ah hate to say this cuz Ah love Bobbie to death… BUT…she is so inept when it comes to thangs like this… she is clueless…Ah am afraid she is a jes a girlie girl at heart…but Ah am digressing’
To git back to mah story Bobbie is teetering on the next to the top rung and Ah am in back of her on the next rung below, meowin’ mah support and also tellin’ her not to fall as Ah cannot catch her!
Cinni seeing all the excitement thinks it a new kind of game and as Bobbie is leaning forward trying to git the rod secured; Cinni is jumping up trying to grab the ends of the draperies as they swing to and fro.
Ah tell y’all it was touch and go for awhile…kind of like that song “A Whole Lot of Shakin’ Going On”…Ah really thought this was going to be a disaster of the first water!
Fortunately everythang turn out well… Ah kinda of think the good lord smiled on her…
And to the one or two of you who read my tails may Ah wish y’all a very joyous, Holiday Season!
November 20th 2007 8:36 am
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Well Thanksgiving day is almost upon us and as I sit heah in the window watchin’ the leaves fall to the ground in a swirl of russet and amber profusion…Ah got to thinkin’ of all the thangs that we take for granted that we should be thankful for; There’s our nice warm house, our tummies are always full and we know that Bobbie loves us to death...
But our number one reason we are thankful is that we are not a Turkey!
Y’all heard that song "Timothy Turkey why do you cry?"
DUH! We think it’s quite obvious… Cinni and Ah would be meowing’ our furry heads off too! Can y’all imagine, knowing, that you might end up on somebody’s Thanksgiving dinner table as the main course!! We thank our lucky stars that we were born Felines!
We watched on television the other day as King George pardoned the White House Turkey from makin’ the supreme sacrifice…of course y’all know it takes a Turkey to know a Turkey.
Now if he would only pardon the two Border Patrol Officers that are unjustly imprisoned for doing their duty… but then again, Ah guess that is too much to ask of a Turkey…
Happy Thanksgiving to y’all!
CAIRO & company
October 3rd 2007 6:16 am
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Now is there trick or treat behind this great pumpkin?
Should I be fearless or flee the scene
Who could be lurking there…perhaps the queen of the Mean
Or by chance a purple fiend?
Being the curious cat that I am
I’m ready to smack them with my trusty paw…BAM!
I will just have a look see
Oh my golly gee
There’s nobody there, but little old me!
August 4th 2007 1:08 pm
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MAH TAIL OF WOE!
Well were back at last from the wilds of New Hampshire (Better known as Yankee Land) and no one is happier than me! Ah had a terrible time as usual… to tell the truth it was worse than the last time. How bad was it you ask? If Ah nevah see that place again it will be too soon!
Ah had mah own food and water towers and commode to take care of what comes naturally. Ah thought Ah was to preside ovah the guest bedroom where Bobbie was stayin’. Bein’ a southern gentlemen Ah assumed that this territory was off limits to mah Yankee Cousins… well as you know nevah assume anythang as it makes an ass out of u and me!
Ah tell y’all “The Cousins” jes didn’t have any class! They ate mah food, drank mah water and crapped in mah litter box! They are jes a bunch of crude, dudes! Hissin’, swipin’ and growlin’ at me …After makin’ mah life miserable for a week Ah finally got Cousins Cosmos, Fuji and Kuba to tolerate me but Cousin Finnias wouldn’t agree to a truce.
Ah tried to stay out of his way but when deah cousin Finnias made a deep slashed on the side of mah mouth. AH LOST MAH TEMPER! No more Mister Nice Guy, Ah had reached the point of no return… When a Siamese is between a rock and a hard place watch out!
Finnias is considered the most handsome Siamese of all the entire Siamese Clan in all our immediate families… Well unfortunately now he has a long, thin line of missing fur that stretches the entire length of the middle of his face clear down to his very snooty nose…but bein’ Siamese that didn’t put a dent in his plans to decimate me. His motto was to “Try and try again!”
To make a terrible story short this continued our whole visit and when Bobbie started to pack the suitcases Ah jes rolled on the bed and thanked the great Creator above that Ah was leavin’ The Cousins from Hell!”
None the worst for wear