Getting Very Comfortable

Mommy's been busy lately, starting with her camping trip last weekend. I guess she does this often. Becky came to check on my food bowl.

The Scribe came to do her laundry today and I had to show her my stuff. Mommy showed her where I've indulged my new pleasure: biting & digging at the table cloth. I've put holes all through it.

Mommy found a perfect solution to my needing to be on the table. She put my cat bed in the middle of the table! She and the Scribe were examining my nap in the bed this afternoon. Apparently Boogie used this bed when he was king of the house, and he just barely fit in the bed. Me? I've got plenty of room to spare.

The Scribe says that I've put on a little weight. I don't look scrawny anymore.

I have been helping Mommy out. She's been trying to work with yarn, but she leaves strings all over. So I pick them up and run with them. I took the wrong yarn, though. She says she had just thread it through the needle and when she went to pull it through, it was gone. I already had it in the hallway!

Mommy and the Scribe had a wonderful meal of stir fried veggies for lunch. I did my best to help them out. When Scribe opened the door to the fridge, I tried to pull the bread off the top shelf. I just can't help myself; I must play with the bags!

I do enjoy hanging out on the counter, watching Mommy prepare her meals. Everything smells so interesting and .... oh .... the crinkly bags. Popcorn bag wrappings... noodle bags.... bread bags.... I don't mind which ones they are. Just as long as they crinkle.

Mommy caught me chasing my own tail this morning. I wish it would stay still so I can check it out!

This is Really Cool

I never heard of such a thing as "Diary of the Day." Can you imagine that Catster thinks I'm cool enough to feature on the front page? I can't wait to tell my mommy when she gets home!

The Home has been so busy lately with Lisa and the babies being over. It can get downright distressing. The babies call Mommy "Memere" and Mommy just loves it. The babies also love it when Mommy rocks them and sings to them.

This is bothersome to me. When the babies (Mommy calls them Emma and Lucy) are in Mommy's lap, I can't get in it.

I have found a really cool place to sleep, though. The babies are cool for some things! Mommy has this seat she put on the kitchen table. It's for babies and when they lay in it, it vibrates and plays music. It is just the right size for me to curl up in, wrap my tail around my body, and watch the goings-on in the kitchen. I just don't understand why I can't sleep in this perfect space. All I hear is "Ivan, get out of there!"

Last night the Scribe came over to visit, too, so we had Lisa and Scribe and both the babies there. The Scribe made food, and Mommy and Lisa fed the babies. Then the babies were ready for bed, and Mommy rocked them.

ah ha! I spied my chance. Mommy put the babies down and picked up her yarn work. Faster than you can say "Ivan", I leaped into Mommy's lap and gave her a headbutt right on the chin. Mommy put her yarn work down and gave me attention.

Mommy calls me her buddy. I'm glad we can hang out together, even when the babies are here. They do make such a racket, though!

Invasion of the Little People

I just love my mommy. I must be close to her at all times. When she goes into her bed at night, she curls up in her blankets and all I can find to touch is her head, so I've taken to laying on top of it. Mommy says she doesn't get much sleep that way but she's been enjoying my company just the same.

Speaking of company, human sister Lisa came back with that baby of hers. Mommy left for work on Friday and promised me she'd be home early to put me in my box and we'd go for a ride to visit Dr. Shawn. She never came home. She was gone such a long time that my food bowl went empty and it didn't get filled.

When Mommy finally got home she was sooooo tired. She told me that human sister Becky's baby decided to show up a month early and it was all exciting and worrying and busy but she's so happy that the new baby is okay and doing well. So that's why Lisa and the baby had to come visit.

Mommy's also been watching that other baby she calls Lucy. She holds Lucy a lot, which means that I can't get into Mommy's lap. I have discovered the solution, however. I just get in the baby's lap and THEN I can touch my mommy's face. She has such a beautiful face, too. Lucy's lap is so small though that it's hard to get into it. I end up laying on her belly and by her chin, too.

The good news is that everyone in my world is doing okay, so that makes me one happy cat!

The First Report

I've been here for 9 days now. Thankfully, I am told that this is how my life with be: just me and mommy. The kids don't live with her. She's got a lot of them! I've got 4 human siblings. Three of them are married, and 2 of them have babies. The last baby will be born in about a month. One of the girls, Becky, has a chocolate lab, named Maggie, who thinks that this space called my home is actually hers. We will have to set her nose straight the next time she comes over. It's mine now!

I have settled in very well. Mommy is already complaining about the cat litter I track into her bed (she says scoop litter is baaaaaaaaaaad and so fine) and that I leave footprints on the counters as I hop around on them. Did you know about all the exciting things on counters?

I'm also finding water in so many places. I stuck my head in Mommy's cup to drink her water, and she says that her long-ago cat, Missy, also drank out of her cup. I also love to drink out of the sinks, the bathtub, the washing machine (Sister left it open when she did laundry so naturally I had to climb in and sniff) and my 2 water bowls - I've got one in the bathroom and one at my food mat.

I love to hang out with my mommy. I'm not content unless I am right in her face, nose to nose. She's been making something with yarn. It is quite a fascinating process. I can't be bothered with cat nip but pouches and wrappers and bags - oh I love them! My favorite wrappers are the ones that have soup in them. I fight Mommy for the wrapper when she opens them up!

I've been coughing, though, and snivling. Mommy and Sister Stephanie (she's my Catster scribe) think I have a cold or a respiratory thing going on. I get to meet Dr. Shawn later this week for my free well-kitten visit. We shall see!

Ahhhhhhhhh CHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!