I was the Cover Kitty for Catnip Chronicles November 2008

I've been really busy so this post is a bit late. My hoomin submitted my adoption story along with photos of me to Catnip Chronicles, a feline e-zine, and I was selected as the cover kitty for November.

Go here to read my story:
http://www.catnipchronicles.com/nov2008/

I've Been Tagged - Again

I have been tagged by my friend Jobel for the 4 x 4 game! There are four questions needing four answers:

4 jobs that I've had:
1. Construction - Building "pyramids" all over the yard
2. Hunter - I specialize in rats and small birds
3. Alarm clock - I make sure mom doesn't oversleep
4. Heater - I like to sleep in between mom's legs to keep her warm. Sometimes I even try to get under the covers.

4 places I have lived:
1. The Streets
2. Hollywood Park (a neighborhood in Sacramento)
3. Rosemont (another neighborhood in Sacramento
4.

4 places where I have been:
1. in a tree
2. on the roof of my house
3. at the vet's
4. on top of the neighbor's roof

4 places I'd rather be:
1. snuggling with my hooman
2. sleeping on the top of my cat tree
3. outside chasing mice
4. In the shower (only if there's still water in it)

Let's see, who should I tag?????

1. Mr. Roarke (805362)
2. Scarlett
3.
4.

Have fun!!

Big Storm and I Caught another Rat!

One thing to know about me is that I like to be outside during the day, no matter what the weather. Early Friday morning a huge rain storm came to town with 75 mph winds. I still wanted out and meowed and meowed until my slave opened the door for me. It rained and rained until the backyard and the street was flooded. My human called for me throughout the day, but I was hunkered down in a dry place, just where, I'll never tell. When I was good and ready, I came back. I'm not one of those pampered indoor cats. That's just not me.

This morning I meowed until someone let me out because I was in the mood to hunt. I surprised my human by bringing a rat to the back porch. Well, just the back half of the rat. I'm sure she was happy with my gift.

What is up with me??

I don't know if it's the change in the weather or my parents being gone all last weekend, but I just don't want to be in the house anymore. I meow to come inside, but then I want to go right back outside. I can get whatever I want if I meow loud enough. I can meow to be let in at 2:00 in the morning and then I start meowing to let my mom know I want out a couple hours later. I don't care if I wake everyone up. I just want what I want! Suckers!

I've been tagged

Jillian the Manx tagged me so I'm supposed to write seven things about me.

Here goes:

1. I'm a flopper. I will flop to the ground and do the cute kitty roll whenever someone is around who I want to pet me.

2. I like to meow. I meow very loudly when I want to come inside or I am hungry, but I also just like to meow while I'm walking around the back yard by myself.

3. I love to run and climb trees. This is how I maintain my kitten-ish figure. Everyone morning I do sprints around the backyard and then I run up one of the trees.

4. I am an excellent hunter. I regularly bring rodents to my parents. Most of the time they are dead before I bring them into the house, but not always.

5. I like to play baseball. Sometimes I just like to bat the ball across the room with my fast-as-lighting paw and sometimes I will catch the ball and then lick it.

6. I am neurotic about the litterbox. I like everything to be completely covered up. I have been known to spend five minutes getting things cleaned up and have even cleaned up after Abby has done her business!

7. I don't like strangers! I hide from people I don't know.

Goodwill Hunting

So I was out LATE last night. Usually I can be counted on to come in and watch TV with the family around 8 or 9:00 pm, but last night I was BUSY. I found a new toy - one that moved and squeaked and had a long tail. FUN! After it stopped moving I took it to the back door and dropped it on the mat as a gift for mom. Aren't I nice? Even though it wasn't moving anymore I still was having fun throwing it up in the air - until Dad took it away. Bummer. I think Mom liked it. She kept petting me and saying what a good hunter I was. All in a day's fun!!