I think we have a difference of opinion on that one, but....

Kiara thinks I'm lazy. Mom thinks I'm lazy. Mom sleeps just as
much as me and gets nothing done homework wise or otherwise.
Mom finds my constant pouncing annying yet she lets Kiara


Mom finds me greedy. Kiara eats like a horse and never gains any
more weight due to her active nature; Mom doesn't see this.
We all think were a dysfunctional animal family in our own way.

That's one thing we can all agree on.....well it's a start to becoming
a balanced pack or a pride, I suppose.

Light hangs my head that wears the crown....

I Tiger, do have a voice of opinion other than my husky sister
Kiara(whose the self proclaimed "queen" of the house).
But, like the title says...."Light hangs my head that wears the crown"-
I wear my crown lightly and proudly than heavy and regretful.

The old saying:"Heavy is the head that wears the crown."

Sometimes I dream of the sweet escape to the greater outdoors
than the peaceful garden I explore everyday(not that that's getting
old). I've escaped before and disappeared for two weeks, I was only
a block away while my bipeds think I was somewhere in the city or
the country somewhere(what do you think this is? Homeward
Bound?). And came back ill as well. This was months ago.
I'm healed and feeling much better now and achieving my full
potential as King. Well, following in my father's footsteps to be
a "full" one.

Oh what the heck....

I am to my full potential. Although Kiara does joke about
trying to "snuff me out", when I least expect it....then she
gives me the whole evil grin.....

*raises a brow*

....What the crap, is regicide tolerated in this family or what?

Happy New Years to all my pals!

Well almost New Year!!

What I enjoyed this year was my friends, my new sister, all the toys
and love I've gotten and much more.

*Lifts a Champagne glass filled with Chardonnay*

A Toast to the New Year and the reflection of the old Year.
Here's to you guys and your family. God bless you guys and I
hope to hear from you all in 2009!

Love,
Tiger

Have hat & drinks, will party! (Well...on my own time...)

'Tis a good day and a wonderful last night....

What a great day to start off the New Year. Or should I say I had
one too many martinis and I'm waking up with a kitty hangover
the size of my competitive ego. But I had a great celebration
nontheless though.

And Kiara? Passed out on the floor. Man can that chick take a
few drinks. No more chug-a-luggin' contests for me....or her for
that matter. But after a few stretches, marathon running
about the house, a bit of a cold shower, and a nap....

....I'll be one well rested feline, I assure you.

I don't sleep on a lounge spot of gold...but my perches- are gold.

Is it not fair?

That I get to have portions of the bed or the chaise lounge to
myself? That I have to share it with a 45 pound husky? Or a 132
pound human? Mau! This is fair. I do not adore sleeping on the
floor(see what I did there?). That is a dog's job, not mine.

My perches are always.....above ground. Better to observe the
world down from my high spots. If I was a human, I'd probably
be a pro sniper from what the Mistress tells me. I can easily pick
off prey that way anyway. I can't help it if I'm looking down upon
you. 'Tis what I do. And besides, I don't want you getting a creak
in your neck from looking up at me so much. It's not looking down
to me. Why is it looking down when there's no one above me?
This is the word of Tiger.

This, I ax you. Do you value your perch like gold?
Do so. It'll do ya some good in sticky situations.

My title is nice, but Ignorance is bliss.....

....When you want to let go of what's goin' on in reality.
For once, slip into the world of what you imagine
how you want your life(ya know, the world called "fantasy-land")
Here, let me try for once. Blowin' off some royal steam here, folks.

Hmm.....I imagine:

~That I made Diary of the Day instead of Kiara
(lucky sap got it the day on her birthday, just a few days
after she joined Dogster. I've been here nearly 2 years! Whose
wall I have to mark and spray to get it?! MOL!!)
~I was indeed a dog for a day
(Maybe a brazen bold German Shepherd, or a Sighthound,
which matches my personality...a Saluki maybe? Those dogs
are lovely beasts...I recognize that. Okay, okay Kiara, a husky
too. Don't shred me. Huskies are cool too.)

Kiara: I pity the fool, who doesn't think huskies rule! BOL!!
(Nice Mr. T reference ya did there sis)

~That I get the sofa instead of Kiara

Kiara: Hah! Fat chance, over my fainted (not dead) body!

Tiger: We shall see about that.

Ya know, Some people wish for things outta me that they
expect for me to pull out my "vent"(Good term, Dex!).

I tell them that I too, wish for things I never shall recieve unless
I have to sling my sharp talons for. Keep that in mind;
That's why I'm referred to as the great "claw-slinger". Humans
have gunslingers, We have claw-slingers.

So if you need a hand, call the great Claw-Slinger! Known as moi!

What's in a name? (I want a new name!)

I check on Catster and there's like a gazillion(this is a exaggeration)
cats named Tiger. Why couldn't you give me a better name?
(Looks like someone's lacking originality here....)
I want a cool name! I think I'll let people hop on my middle
name than my first (It's Jovanie by the way). So now on....call
me Jovanie, and the nickname is Tiger. 'Nuff said there.

I digress here.

Anyhoo, what's up with you?

The War At Home (in reality)

Looking down from my lofty perch I see the constant tug-of-war
between the elder humans and the teen human (my mother),
and the husky (Better known as Lady Kiara). I'm Lord Tiger his
excellency of course. The adults fight with each other by verbal
hissing and yowling about chores, bills, etc. The youth argues
her rights before she turns the big 1-8 (For God's sake, give the
woman what she wants, please!). The Divine Lady Kiara sitting
there wanting to be the dominant of the pet kingdom (Fat chance).

It's safer sitting from my lofty perch overlooking the whole
charade, reading up on some new kitty trends this year.
I tell you it's going to be another Cold War (Mol) before
the junior human gets her way. Or maybe it isn't. Only
time will tell. I'll just let the fray crap over...like it always does.

Yours,
Tiger, His Excellency Lord

I guess she is more charitable.

The humans ordered some pizza for their dinner. The Mistress
fixed the occasional tuna ball. Guess what? I got neither :0(
Kiara got her share, I didn't. Gah! She comes running at me,
breath stank all that be darned of Tuna. The lovely lady dragged
a napkin of one piece of pizza and one piece of tuna ball for me
to eat. she drops it and walks off.

Why, my charitable queen!

Actually, I'm not soundin' like a kiss-arse, I'm doing this out of
mutual respect(and fear of the lady myself) She's lethal, I tell ya.
Lethal. Think Lady Macbeth(for those who read it). I know for a
fact how lethal Kiara is, hence her AKC name. She's slayed squirrels,
two cats, and several crows bigger than me.

This is her Pride Lands....and she's the lioness. I'd love to
see what male canine has the guts to stand to her. I'd salute you,
if she doesn't vault at you and bowl you over that is.

My Zen

What is my zen? What makes the great devil cat known as moi
at peace? Well let's see.... (well they are my wishes I guess...)

~Tasty Tuna/Salmon Cakes on a platinum platter for myself.
~A lady friend to accompany me (That doesn't reek of husky...)
~Stronger human manipulation powers
~Venting out my opinions
~A Mane (C'mon, I'd look daunting in one of those bad boys)
~Resting by Mom's rock fountain catching up on some of my
friends diaries I have been unfairly deprived from as of late
~Kiara to stop referring to felines housed with dogs as "infidels"

See? There's many things that help me find my Zen. Let's see
how many "Queen Vicegrip-Jaws" can come up with.

I challenge you Kiara! *shakes paw at his husky sister*