Movin' On...

Mom Lady has been telling me that I'm movin. But I'm not goin with strangers and Mom Lady will still see me when she visits.

I'm going to be livin with Drew and Tracy. Now I guess Mom Lady has been expectin this would come someday. Drew adopted me from the BC SPCA with his birthday money when he was 7 years old. I've watched him grow from a little boy to a young man.

Tracy say's I'm going to live like a king. She & Drew have been purchasin all sorts of stuff for me already.

I can see it now. No troll jumping on me because his food isn't comin fast enough...ahhhhhh. I've kind of got used to Mollie though I still feel scared if she's moving too fast.

It will be just me, Drew, Tracy an the hump brothers. I don't mind them much, as long as they're not in my face or messing up my bed.

I know Mom Lady is feelin a bit sad. She has taken care of me all my life and even stood up fur me when it was needed.

Still...to live out the rest of my days living like a king. The very thought of it brings out a loud, content purrrrrr.

Mom Lady is going to transfer my page to Tracy to keep up.

Loud, content purrs...

Spring....

I do luv spring. It seems like such a long winter, being cooped up with the troll an it's so nice to get outdoors and take in the warm sun and spring smells.

We've had a few nice days where I've managed to get past the smelly dawg and outside to enjoy some warm fresh air. Mom lady knows I won't stray far. There's this thing called a hi-way by our pad and you should see the size of the monsters that go whizzin by...oh my kitty!!

I don't wanna mess with them, I'm meowin.

Now Troll's another case altogether. The 2 legged's joke that troll was stepped on by a cow when he was a kitten but he really did have a turned in paw. He's jus not the brightest fur in the litter. He's hooked on his Maui Wowie and then he wants to wrastle with me. Fur kitties sakes, I'm 13 years old now. I'm too old fur wrastlin.

So here I am today...enjoyin the warm sunlight. When who appears in the arms of my daddy, Drew...but the troll himself...wearing a bunny harness......an then he was put onto Mollie's (the smelly dawg) tie out, mol!!! You bet I stuck round fur the show. Not to mention I got some Maui Wowie out of the deal....hmmmm....get a little afternoon sunshine buzz and laugh at the trolls humiliation....

What more could a kittie ask fur??? Life is good.

Keep purrin....

The trip to the vet...

Well today started out like any other day.

The sun was shinin and Drew opened the back door so I could get out an explore.

I was out there surveyin the land and enjoyin the sun, when I could hear mom lady calling. She had treats in her hand so naturally I went to her.

Well, little did I know it was a trap. She gave me a couple of measlie little treats and scooped me up in her arms. She already had the troll in the crate.

Mom lady has some not-so-fond memories of trying to get me into the crate when I didn't want to so not she just carries me into the car for whatever short trips we take.

Well, this short trip was to the vet office and I was NOT impressed. I was shakin and meowin and I just wanted to run from there. Mom lady just held me in her arms and rocked me gently. She kept tellin me it was gonna be ok. Troll, he was just chillin in the kennel; except fur when we were in the car on the way there. Then he cried like a baby (meoew, meoew)...well, ok...so did I but I was scared, ok???

Well they weighed me and I gained 1 1/2 lbs. Not too bad considerin porko (I mean Troll) gained 3 lbs.

When the doc came in, he poked me everywhere. I swear, he thought he was kneadin a loaf a bread or somethin. I may have plumped up a bit but still. I tried to make myself invisible in the corner but it didn't work. He said I look pretty good fur 12 but talked to mom lady about trying to clean my teeth - like I'd EVER let her near my teeth. Then he jabbed me not just once but twice.

It was just awful.

I was so traumatized that when Troll came out of the crate, I went in. And I wouldn't come back out again. Mom lady had to carry Troll home.

And then the icing on the cake...this is how mean mom lady really is. Once we were home and finally starting to relax again; she comes over to me holds onto me and squirts stuff on my neck. She says now that I'm going outside again, I need to be protected. PROTECTED??? I think I need to be protected from you mom lady!!! I've known for 12 years about the plot to kill me. All of you are in on it. And don't think I'm fooled by the treats you gave me when it was all over. Yes they were delicious but I'm still not fooled.

I want sunshine...

Nice new background mom lady. Reminds me of the days out west when we lived in that house and I used to go out the back door and come back in the upstairs windows. I used to love that house; except for the odd time we'd get snow.

But that was the great thing - we hardly ever got snow. I hate how that feels on my dainty paws.

And Dirtbag (er. Dustball) calls me boring??? I've lived more than he'll ever live, that little foot troll. I ruled the neighbourhood.

Of course I had to get out because I always knew the truth...

Oh yes, you think I didn't know but I knew.

You were all secretely plotting to kill me - Oh, don't try to deny it - you know it's true. Those times one of you would 'trip' over me??? Accident, my paw!!!

I started to think "hmm, maybe I'm wrong" and then you brought home the Troll to make my life a misery.

At least I had Popeye for comfort and now he's gone so what do you do???

That's right...in comes the horse...C'mon Mollie, let's torment poor Tinky!!!

Whew...Ok...I'm done now. That felt good...I needed that

I've really been cooped up too long - blasted Ontario winters never seem to end. Please spring, bring us some warm weather, please, pretty please???

I'm a pampered kitty that doesn't like cold, snow, rain. I love sunshine, warmth and the smell of flowers...

and a place to go to get away from the troll.

Me & my best friend....

Well, the mom lady finally took some time out tonight with the scanner and added my first pictures with my very bestest buddy, Popeye.

Popeye was the dog who lived with the furless people when I first came to live with them. He seemed pretty scary at first and I had to let him know how tough I was. But then I realized he was just a softy who just wanted to be my friend and I thought he'd make a good momma and then a good buddy.

We really did become best friends.

Then last year he got sick. It was so awful. Everyone was cryin. The mom lady still cry's sometimes.

A few months after Popeye died, the mom lady brought Mollie home. I do try to like Mollie but she's like a horse. She's so big and she just wants to jump on me.

Funny enought Mollie & the Troll get along just fine but there's a reason we call him "the Troll".

I know the mom lady also misses Popeye. She sometimes calls Mollie by his name, then she catches herself and get's that sad look.

Well Popeye, wherever you are...just know that I'm thinking about you and missing you. We'll always be bestest buddies.

I love you.

Ginger

Feeling special....

I feel special today and that doesn't happen evryday.

In this crazy house I sometimes feel like momma doesn't even care about me anymore. For a while we had Agent Orange - at least he was cool cause he was orange but he got real sick and mom & Barry took him away and I think he died. He was just a baby too.

Then they brought home the Troll - hisss!!! That thing is annoying.

Then my bestest friend in the whole world got sick and died and I've been ever so sad since. I know mom has been too, she cries a lot. So what does she do??? She brings home a horse!!! Well it's as big as a horse anyway and it always wants to pounce on me. I hate that thing.

Anyway, today momma opened up her email and I got an invitation to join a group just for orange cats. It's called "If it ain't orange, it just ain't happening." I really like the sounds of that. I know how special I am being orange, heck my Drew, adopted me cause I was the only orange kitten in the shelter and I was soooo beautiful.

Thank you Dexter Jeebus for giving me a special feeling today.