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Uno's world

Great Grandma's visit

Well, Great Grandma came to visit for a couple of days. She brought a DOG. We know her from other visits, Bali.
Bali is bigger than us, but-THIS IS OUR HOUSE, and she knows it.
I really want to get along more than my sisters. Treya is here, too.
She has been having a cow, walking around all puffed up, growling. She has attacked Bali when she got too close, or was looking at her too much.
Bali tries to play, and I get defensive. I dont like her rushing up to me, and play bowing. It makes me want to scratch her face.
I also don't care for her pawing at me. I will box her ears!!!

Zoey has been horrible. She hides in the "cat cubes" Auntie sent with Treya. She also loves to launch herself out of the carpetted
"cat tunnel" growling, hissing scratching.
Mom was saying she was a live round??
Zoey also would "guard" walkways and doorways, so poor Bali
would have to walk past her, and get her clawing and hissing
for no reason.
We also had a "chiahuahua" dog visit named Spanky. Spanky is about the same size as Spikey. So, he was insignificant. I
had had enough of all this dog stuff and hid under Mom and Dad's bed for most of the afternoon.

Now, all dogs and other people gone. The room Great Grandma stays in is off limits to us cats. Mom says some of the family is "allergic" to us, so that it is a "no kitty zone". We love, love love getting in there!!!!!

We cuddled all night with Mom, who is all alone with us. We like that, a lot. Mom was is feeling well, so we staying close by.

It is so nice to have a bit of peace in the house. Mom felt bad for Bali, and was petting her a lot and taking her out front. We
did not care for all that, really. So, we kinda gave her the cold shoulder at times, Zoey especially. She is OUR mom, you know.
She told me I was a good boy, and says that if Bali and I spent more time together, we would become good friends. huh? ok.
She says I have a big heart, and that I am her sweet boy.

A day in the life of Uno

Well, first of all, wake up Mom.
She has been home a lot lately, and I love it. But, she sleeps later than she used to.
So, around 4:00 am-Mom says I am accurate to less than 10 minutes, give or take--I start the process.
I lick her fingers and toes, meowing. If that does not work, I raise my voice, and start biting-not too hard, I say!!
If she still is laying down, then I start jumping up on her big boxy things and knocking over all the stuff on top that will make noise.
The clear things are the best, they make a tinkling sound.
If there is liquid in anything, all the better!!!
Ok, Mom up. She always takes care of us first-After she uses the "water room". We used to get upset about the closet with water coming down like rain she likes to stand in-people are so strange!! I used to claw on the door, I could see her inside. She seems ok when she gets out, so I don't do that any more unless she takes too long.
She gives us clean water, dry food and clean litter. She likes to sing or hum for us.
When it is light out, she will usually let us out in the backyard.
We are not allowed in the front yard. Too many cars (very scary huge loud fast roaring things), people and strange dogs, Mom says.
Speaking of dogs, there is a big one that lives behind our backyard.
There is a big crack in the fence, so we can keep an eye on him.
He likes to bark at us when we stick our paws through.
He gets yelled at sometimes, and that is funny to us.
Mom tells us no, and told the dog's mom why he was barking, so that they would not think it was the boy teasing him. I sniff noses with him too. He is probably bored, like we are sometimes.
If Mom is home, we are outside most of the day. Spike and I can open the door that has stuff with little holes in it, to get in or out-Zoey can't, or won't, I guess. She likes to have us obey her.
There are strange men working on the neighbor's roof, loud noises and voices. We have been staying in a lot. I don't approve at all.
I need to come in and see Mom a lot. Zoey too, but not as much.
There is a big, huge waterbowl behind a high gate that we cannot really climb. The humans go in it, and like splashing water.
I don't understand why. But, I stay nearby, in case they need me.
There are lots of buzzing, flying ,crawling tiny creatures, bugs-we know what that word means. Tasty, but sometimes painful to eat.
Lots of birds, too. We love watching them. They make noises at us, they sound mad sometimes.
Best of all, other cats!! They don't come in the house, and they are scared of the humans. They eat here in the backyard, and they have names. They seem dirty to us,and smell very interesting.
When it starts to get dark, the best part! Mom makes us come in.
Zoey is naughty sometimes and runs away.
Boring days, we have to stay in.
That is when we sleep for the most part. Then, we play all night long!!!
We do have a lot of toys, and the human's stuff is pretty cool.
There are lots of humans, big and small that come though the forbidden front door. It has a loud bell,but we hear them before it
sounds. The humans don't. They need us, and they don't seem to really know what is going on---

Almost one now

Uno, the year has gone by soooo fast. You were just 2 lbs 1 oz when you first went to the vet. Now, the scales says 17 lbs?
You are still pale and gorgeous. Just as beautiful inside as out.
I love how you gallop through the house at my heels, always
coming when you are called.
I can't get angry when you shred rolls of TP or paper towels--
Or when you got into my basket of hair ties (was that you?)
in the middle of the night.
Your favorite toy, and you know what it is when I say "toy",
is also Treya's favorite. A long leather lace. I find it everywhere.
Your meow is music to my ears, so sweet and expressive.
I really wish you and your sisters would lay off the kitchen chair seats and the carpets-----You are big enough to do some serious
damage. The ripping is kind of a greeting of sorts-you KNOW it cheeses me off, though.
It has been a wonderful year. I am sorry about the herpes virus you got in your eyes, and the stinging, cold drops you have to have when it flares up. I hope this has not affected your vision.

I hear you crying and scatching to get outside. You got brought back in this AM for trying to climb over the fence. There is no dog in that neighbor's yard, and they are very nice. BUT, the way the fence is, I don't think you would be able to get back over in your own yard.

Thank you for being my baby kitty, so soft, soulful and cuddlesome. I could not be more pleased with you and your sister. This has been a hard year with Dad getting sick this summer. I have been so lucky to have had you two to hold onto when I was scared, and lonely.
You are the best friends in the world, and I love you more than I can say