December 30th 2008 10:32 am
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The Christmas rush is over and mom still has almost a week of vacation left. Yahoo!! That means serious snuggle and nap time for all cats. And this morning mom was working in her studio and glanced out the window and who did she see stretched out in the warm sunshine, a balmy breeze ruffling my gorgeous fur??? (I guess I gave it away) ME!! Boy did she freak out! MOL MOL!! She came flying out the back door and scooped me up. How did you get out??? she screamed!
I will never tell! MOL! MOL!
September 28th 2008 6:21 am
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My bro Freddie tagged me to play the 7 game. So heeeeeere we go:
1. I am a very small cat. Mom calls me her little spider monkey.
2. I am a slob. Mommy has to give me baths to get bits of food off my neck fur mol
3. I slept with Mom every night from the week I was born until the night I turned off the alarm and she was 2 hours late for work. Now I sleep in the kitchen :-(
4. There is nothing in my house too high for me to jump on. Including the tops of doors and refrigerators.
5. I will do ANYTHING for human food
6. I'm a frat cat
7. I was named after one of the meerkats on Meerkat Manor, not a breakfast food. But I do have a new friend named Waffles...
And, first cat I tag is Waffles!
And Miracle
Captain
Bugsy
Pawlette
Kaya Skye and Shyloh Paige
Ratchet
OK, have a fun Sunday everykitty, playing lots of kitty games
July 10th 2008 4:21 am
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My friend Foucault tagged me! The game says tell 6 things I don't like and then tag 6 more kitties. Here goes:
1. Bees! I don't like terrorist bees that sting my mommy. And I don't like being kept inside while my mommy goes into battle with the terrorist bees!! I want out!
2. Mice! It drives me nuts when my outdoor relatives leave their mouse trophies on the back doormat. I claw the screen door! I want out!!
3. Birds! Or at least being taunted by the birds on the birdfeeder dangling outside the kitchen window. Sooooooooo close. Separated only by....A PANE OF GLASS!!! I want out!
4. Watching my cat mother sunning herself, tail dangling over the railing, breeze ruffling her fur. On the back porch!! I want out.
5. Being left behind when my mommy grabs her keys and goes out the door. Take me with you, pleeeaassse! I want to go out!!
6. Huddling, terrified and cold and hungry and thirsty and alone under the bushes next to the back porch on the terrible day when I sneaked out and had to wait wait wait for mommy to come home.
Okay, now I tag these kitties:
Zippie - with those new kittens, I bet there are a few things he doesn't like :-)
Simon
Natasha Rose
Boots
Chloe
Jack Mattew Cash
June 27th 2008 7:10 am
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Hi, Pancake here.
It's been a buzzy week. Mommy has been working in the yard, but one day she hopped inside with a stung toe! She uncovered a nest of yellowjackets in a hole in the backyard. Mom, let me out!!! I will deal with things that live in nests! I can help you!
But no. Instead she read on the internet how to get rid of yellowjackets. Humans. How can reading help??
Next morning Mom got up at 5:30. In the morning!! What the....? She boiled soapy water and carried pots of it out into the back yard. I'm coming to help, Mommy! Open the door! Cats can see in the dark. If I had been out there I could've led Mommy to the nest of sleeping bees! Maybe she wouldn't have stumbled over that rock and splashed her foot with the boiling water. Causing a bad burn. And hopping back into the kitchen again. It'll be ok Mom... didn't I massage your neck, then curl up and snuggle with you when you hobbled back to bed?
After a trip to the hardware store later that day Mom was ready for the battle of the bees part 2. Next morning just before the sun came up, out she went again, this time wearing a buttoned-up long sleeve shirt, overalls, socks, boots...full battle gear. With a can of wasp poison. MOMMY!!!! Let me go with you! I'll fix those bees!!! I meowed as I untied her boot laces as fast as she tied them. I wasn't even surprised when she went back to bed with another ice pack on another bee sting. I didn't even say told ya so - I'm a bigger cat than that. I just massaged her neck and snuggled up again.
Day 3: repeat day 2, this time at least no stings. Again I frantically tried to claw my way out the back door to help. (See new picture at top of page)
Today, day 4. Let me out, Mom! Are the bees dead? I can check that nest! I'm not afraid of those bees! I'll save you!!
June 11th 2008 12:41 pm
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For months those little hairballs Snoop Dogg, Popcorn and Feather have received SO much time, So much attention from MY mother!
I was an only baby from last June to August. The older cats didn't bother me. My own catmom barely paid attention to me. But that was ok. All summer long it was me and mom. Mom and me. Together. It was GREAT! If I couldn't sit in her lap, I'd ride on her shoulders.
Than my world crashed down around me. Mom's school started again in August. WHERE WAS SHE? Why couldn't I go too? I'm smart! The final blow: the birth of the gruesome threesome. Life, as I knew it, was over. Mom gone all day. Three blind mice wriggling around under MY table, behind MY chair, all over MY beds and blankies. If I tried to play with them I got reminders to be gentle. ggrrrr
Then Mom found out about Catster. Who got a page? Me, her soulmate? No!! Those three mouseketeers! And they got MORE attention and lots of friends and presents and got to go to cool parties and be in clubs...............
And I didn't.
But today is my BIRTHDAY!! I'm ONE YEAR OLD!!! And Mom is out of school again and not so rushed all the time. So here I am: Pancake, the B-day cat with my own Catster page. I don't have to share with any silly sisters. Catster, here I am!!!!
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