Mouse Patrol: Mission Canceled!

We still haven't caught that mouse. And after a day or so, we all got bored and stopped staking out the joint. Mom's still leaving those cabinets near the dishwasher open for us, but we're not squeezing in there any more... Mom thinks maybe the mouse wised up and decided not to move into a house of four cats. That, or Mom says one of us got it and ate all of it. (Not really our style, but she will believe anything we tell her! And I am all about telling Mom what great hunters we all are.) So unfortunately, that is one mouse that got away.

In better news; a pair of big woodpeckers are digging out a hole to nest in! It's right outside the kitchen window, so we can all sit on the kitchen table and watch them throw wood chips out and fly back and forth. It's a great new kitty window T.V. show that we have. Mom and Dad are also addicted to it. (Sorry Tabbies O'Trout Towne... Without that mouse; we're forced to watch birds.)

Mouse Patrol!

I think there's a mouse in the house! And so do all my brothers. How can Mom not hear it back there behind the dishwasher?! The 4 of us are all lined up along the cupboard's edge and drooling. We're discussing who should take which shift tonight for a mouse patrol stake out... And Mom just walks over and goes "Do you guys have a mouse?! Keep up the good work, little hunters." Then she opens the adjoining cupboard door for us and walks away... Mom!!! Can't you move the dishwasher too!?! Oh this is going to be a long night. That mouse better not be after my potatoes.

Sparkman & the Furry Laptop.

It's been years and years of me being on Catster. And Mom knows it's now where near my catster annifursary or anything... She was just logging on to help me check up on my friends, visit a few groups, check my pawmail and realized that she and I have been doing this for YEARS!

She'll be online doing whatever it is humans do online, when I come over and sit on her lap. I purr and knead and snuggle and remind her that computer time is really cat cuddle time. And that whatever she's doing is unimportant compared to spending time with me... Then I fall asleep and she helps me log onto Catster. I kinda lay on her watching her fingers type (biting her arm a little if she moves around too much). And that's how we write and post photos... Yup. This is one furry laptop.

Sparkman found the first catnip of the spring!

WHOA! Big excitement outside today... I braved the lingering snow patches and made my way over to the flower bed. There's some dirt and dead sticks I like rolling in over there. And there was a nice little surprise peaking up at me: the first sprig of CATNIP! Captain Morgan came over to check out what I was excitedly digging the dead stuff away from/for. He immediately just backed off and went back to him climbing the lilac tree/bush/thing project. I dug that little plant out and purred and purred and PURRED at it. Then I ate it. Then I rolled around on it's roots and dirt and purred and purred... Mom came over and tried to tell me something about waiting for more than a tiny sprig... I of course just ignored whatever it was she was trying to say... I found the first catnip sprout! Do I win a prize?! Purrrrr!

Happy Birthday Captain Morgan!

Captain Morgan's having a birthday! I hope this means a good stroller and leash walk later on. For right now he's busy watching the bird feeder and sunning himself. I've spent the morning following him around and licking his head. I just love my Captain! I'm so glad he's turning 7. Purrrrs!

I'm Dreamboat #78a!!!

Oh, WOW! I have been named Samoa's Dreamboat #78! That is, 78a to be exact. Click here to read Samoa's wonderful words about nominating me and my brothers dreamboats #78! It's such a great honor and surprise. I think it's up there with when I was cat of the week years ago... I mean, it's Samoa! She's Catster royalty big time! I think she invented the boa. And how she puts up with Newman, I don't know. He's crazier than me. Well, minus that whole goat habit of mine... She likes calling herself a princess, but Captain says he thinks she is the Queen of Catster. But he might be bias, since he's been flirty with her since he was a kitten.

I just can not believe it! I am a DREAMBOAT! Thank you thank you, Samoa!!!

Sparkman Relaxing.

I'm having a good morning. I convinced Mom to sit down and pet my whiskers. Neck scratches and ear kisses are also acceptable, Mom... Oh, this is the life! Can you also cut me some potatoes and place them in my mouth one by one? I'm just going to relax and enjoy this... And of course, purr... Ahhhh... Purrrrrs!

I'm NOT the Naughtiest Cat in the House!!!

Ha ha! For once, I'm not the naughtiest cat in our house! Purrseus has surpassed even my potato stealing; sock eating; Moose walloping behavior. Mom says she's trying not to get too mad at him, since he has a bladder infection in all... But wow is he being naughty!

This morning's pee-ed on items include: the mat by the liter box, the leashes we use to go outside, the office room's carpet, a box in the office room, Mom's shoes, the back door carpet, an under the food dish mat that was hanging about, and possibly Moose's new cube toy. (Mom says that last one might just be that he was sitting in it bathing and made it smell bad... But it's the "new" one because Purrseus pee-ed in the old one and Mom couldn't get the smell out!)

In any case; I found Mom cutting up an old t-shirt into cleaning rags. And when I chirped, and licked the pile of fabric, she just cooed and kissed me on the ears. No scolding or warning or yanking away the fabric! She still didn't let me have a piece, but that would normally get a "No, no you Goat! Don't even think about it." You know, I could get used to this! Maybe I should stop growling at Purrseus all the time... Then again, he might pee on ME next! That guy has problems. Mom says she hopes his meds kick in soon.

Purrseus Came Home!

Oh, phew! And peeeee-ewe! My brother came home! And wow does he smell like a Vet's Office & a litter box... I think I know what happened now; they probably had to do that surgery they like doing on me so much. Why else would he be gone for DAYS?! Dude, I totally feel your pain... I was kinda startled when Mom came over to wake me up and carry me over to the kitchen. But there he was: waddling around and chirping like he always does! Yayyy! I got my brother back!!!

Sparkman Can't Find Purrseus!

I can't find Purrseus ANYWHERE! Captain Morgan says Mom and Dad took him to the Vet's office... But why isn't he back yet?! And why am I the only one concerned about this?! I've been following Mom around crying for an hour and while that's gotten me cuddles, potatoes, the faucet turned on, and my food dish refilled; I still have no baby brother. This is getting serious. Who am I going to attack lick at midnight when we're both awake and crazy?! Purrseus, come home!!!

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Note from Mom: Purrseus is at the Vet's tonight for observation. There's more info on Purrseus' page... He's in good hands and we're hopeful!