Friday, December 28, 2007
Sister got dog cookies with yogurt icing! And sprinkles! She ate two and wanted the entire box but Aunt Songbird said, "save some cookies for later".
When I woke up this morning, I went in to Aunt Songbird's room. I jumped on her bed and looked at her!
She is really here!
Dubby says, "I love her! She is my Aunt Songbird!"
We say "ant" for "Aunt" down here because we are Southern Kitties.
Whistle, with Cat Cookie Breff!
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
Fish: How do you know? You haven't met her yet.
Dubby: My dog loves her, so I love her.
Fish: I love her, too.
Whistle: When Aunt Songbird gets here, I'm going to show her my new nose freckle.
Whistle: She will want to see it.
Fish: Aunt Songbird understands me. She appreciates contemplatives.
Dubby: She has fleas?
Fish: No! She will understand why I wish you'd leave me alone!
Sister: I am going on walks with Aunt Songbird.
Dubby: Where will you go? May I come, too?
Sister: Dearie, we will go outside. I will tell you all about it when I get home.
Dubby: Will you tell me what outside smells like?
Sister: Oh yes, you can smell my paws.
Sister: Yes, now take your nap.
We had a great day. I took a seven hour nap on Mom's bed after opening gifts, eating and getting a bag of Greenies ALL FOR ME!
Dubby chased ribbon, chewed wrapping paper and acted like a lil kitten.
Fish got a dangling toy. He love it and roared when people stopped playing with him.
Late last night, he charged into Mom's room wailing until she got out of bed to play with his new toy. He drags the dangle toy around the house.
I got everything I wanted. I DID want to have my picture taken with the President of Greenies but I guess she was busy.
I have very fresh Greenies breff,
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Monday, December 24, 2007
I want you to come soon!
I lined up cat crunchies to count how many days until your visit but Fish ate them.
Know what? I know even more great stuff since I saw you last year.
I learned to jump on the Mantlepiece and knock stuff off.
We got Dubby and I love him.
Sister is the best cat Nanny in the entire world! Just like last year!
I have a new freckle on my nose. I'll show it to you.
Fish got hurt then got well! He is the best jumper!
We learned to wait for our mom because she went on long trips.
I met new pet pals through my blog!
We all want to see you! Come soon!
Your best Orange Cat Other than Fish Who You Love Too,
Saturday, December 22, 2007
Saturday, December 15, 2007
I had a great year! We got Dubby! We learned new tricks! Fish got hurt, then got well!
Sister is so much fun! Andy got hurt and he got well!
Here is my Christmas list. I wish for these:
A great present for Sister because she is the Best Dog in the Whirl and my nanny.
400 lbs. of Greenies, the best cat cookie!
To be the spokescat for Greenies, the best cat cookie!
Get my picture taken with the President of Greenies, the best cat cookie!
Please get Fish and Dubby and Andy what they want for Christmas
More than one Birthday a year!
Friday, December 14, 2007
Friday, December 7, 2007
Professor Whiskers' says "a warned cat is an aware cat" so don't drink tree water. It may have chemicals in it or be yukky.
Whistle, going for an A in American Cat History
Thursday, December 6, 2007
Monday, December 3, 2007
You know that bright and shiny chandelier over that place where they eat and we can look at their plates of people food but we aren't allowed there? You know the bright thing Mom keeps putting stuff on because she isn't sure if it's the tackiest thing in the house? The one the Big Cat says looks better now that she put funky stuff on it. Did you know that kittens aren't allowed to jump up and bat it?
Saturday, December 1, 2007
You want to know what a collar is? A collar is a piece of fabric which goes around your neck. A beautiful bell hangs on the fabric. If you are an outdoor cat, you get an award tag saying whose you are and where you got your shots (aka "owies"). Lots of cats wear collars.
We wear collars for several reasons. First, our Mom saw a movie "Lady and the Tramp" when she was a girl. It's a dog movie so don't bother watching it, ok? The yard dog in the movie gets a collar to show that he belongs to his people. He likes it. It's a sign of human-pet ownership. Another reason we wear collars is because Andy wears a collar. He's an outdoor/indoor kitty. If he gets lost or hurt outside, his collar will help him get home and help. Finally, the bells on collars helps our Mom find us when we are cat hiding. You know what that is don't you? Like when Fish goes on Retreat under the wing chair in the living room. He stays there for hours thinking deep cat thoughts. But, if Mom gets lonely for him, she calls his name and he will ring his bell for her to find him. He says he rings his bell from under the chair because he is irritated, but really he wants Mom to find him and scratch his polka dot cat tummy.
We have collars. We have leather collars with pewter accents for special occasions. We have soft collars to wear when we are being "cool". Our everyday collars are blue. Andy loses a collar 'bout everyday. Mom finds his collars on the ground underneath the azalea bushes and on the driveway. I take my collar off when I feel like it. Fish doesn't take off his collar. Not. Ever. Dubby keeps his collar on these days because sometimes he remembers where he lived before and the collar reminds him that his a forever cat in our family now.
We love you, LMK. You are a fine Cat Cousin. We all say this.
Whistle, your cousin
Friday, November 30, 2007
Organist refusing to play Advent hymns because he/she already has them planned for Lessons & Carols?
Find yourself reading Luke and thinking of a variety of ways to tell Linus where to stick it? (Lights please.)
Then this quick and easy Friday Five is for you! And for those of you with a more positive attitude, have no fear. I am sure more sacred and reverent Friday Fives will follow.
Please tell us your least favorite/most annoying seasonal....
1) dessert/cookie/family food I like everything. I love Greenies Cat Cookies best of all!
2) beverage (seasonal beer, eggnog w/ way too much egg and not enough nog, etc...) I drink water only so I don't know about the taste of eggnog and beer.
3) tradition (church, family, other) Why can't we climb the Christmas tree? Why bring it inside if we can't climb it, chew it, and play hockey with the ornaments???
4) decoration See Above
5) gift (received or given) Christmas Cat Collars!!!!
BONUS: SONG/CD that makes you want to tell the elves where to stick it. Every CD that ISN'T Jingle Cats
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Guess what they told me???? And I'm supposed to believe them???
--we will have a real live tree INSIDE our house!!!
---some cats get food out of cans!!!!
---some people give their cats baths!!!!!
HAHAHAHA! Where do they get these ideas????
Is life great or what?
P.S. Don't worry about Fish. I love him and he will love me. I just know it.
28 days until Christmas!
275 days until my birthday!
30 days until we have a Very Special Guest!
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Here's the news from here:
I hate suitcases. Mom leaves with them. Don't like 'em.
Dubby did ewwws around the house while she was gone.
Fish loves Mom so much that he is writing poems about her.
Sister works hard so when she rests, I clean her ears for her. She is my dog.
We can't sleep in Mom's room when she's gone. He closed the door. Don't like this either.
The best thing happened! Aunt Songbird sent us a Thanksgiving Present. I have a card to prove this! She wrote it to the "catboys". I have new treats. I'm not sure I'll share them...
I took my collar off. Dubby took his collar off. Fish refuses to take his collar off. Andy took off his collar.
I love vacation days like today. No school until Monday!
Sunday, November 11, 2007
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
Fish is doing well in school although he prefers to do projects alone rather than in groups. His work with making tents of everything shows a strong for privacy. His grades are good. His best friend is Whistle.
Whistle is doing well in school although he talks in class often. He is a good-natured cat. He has many friends due to his genial nature. He reaches out to comfort his classmates. I asked him why he wore a "hiss at me" note placed by a boisterous fellow student. He said he wore it because it made the student happy. He entertains us with quotes from his Nanny: "Take a nap and you'll feel better", "Clean ears are beautiful ears" and so on. Whistle wants to invite Sister the Dog to be his Show and Tell but not all cats love dogs. I'm sure you understand.
Young Dubby is adjusting well. He is eager to participate in all activities at school. He works hard at his studies. He becomes distressed when he cannot find Fish or Whistle. He eats a good lunch and several big snacks during the school day. He learned to spell "polydactyl" today which seemed to please him. When he wrote the word on the school litter box I reminded him of school rules about defacing property.
We are delighted to have Fish, Whistle and Dubby at our school. Mrs. Fluffy asks that I remind you that it will be your turn to bring Greenies for the snacks Tuesday.
Please contact me if I may be help to you.
Saturday, November 3, 2007
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Thursday, October 11, 2007
My owner may be considering seminary. He mutters "exegesis", "pericope" and "student loans" often. You are a preacher's cat so maybe you can help me. Any tips on cat protocol as a P.C.?
---Kitty Kitty Graham
Dear Kitty Kitty:
Preacher Cats face several issues. First, if your owner is studying, go sit on books and papers under your owner's nose. Pay attention to keyboards and learn to make music by standing or sitting on the keys. Keyboards are like warm beds, too.
Second, when church people visit in your owner's home, make them feel welcome by hiding. If you do come out to look the church person over, get on the kitchen counter. Nothing says "feed the seminarian/preacher" like giving the impression that you are allowed to run wild in the food prep area.
From Sister, our great dog, I've learned that it's important to release your intestinal fortitude as close to the visitor as possible. I don't get this entirely but Sister believes that sharing smells is hospitable. She sniffs everyone, front and back, too.
I've spoken to Whistle about this next one. Please, please, please do not play "personal interaction games" when a church person visits. Leave these for when we are alone. Even if the conversation is stale or stumbling, no one needs to see Whistle's imitation of "Brokeback Kitty".
Finally, can you share your fur? Make sure the visitor leaves covered in your fur.
If your owner goes to seminary, have no fear about dorm living. Our owner had a cat in the dorm at UTS. The seminary catalog specified that students were allowed "only aquariums and terrariums". She named her cat, "Terry" and they lived a happy life in a dorm room.
Preacher Cats have a high calling to comfort owners. Give some leg rubs when sermon writing is going slowly. Wake your owner up early on Sunday mornings. Purr when you see your owner praying.
Monday, October 8, 2007
Andy gets to go outside so he wears a collar for safety. He lost three collars in three days last week! Is he the best or what???
I lost my collar. Now I am running around nekkid. Really.
Dubby is too little for a collar. His neck is about the size of my nose.
When you are nekkid you feel the breeze on your neck when you charge through the house. I feel freed up, ready to race down the hallway!
I know where my "lost" collar is. I'm not telling.
A Wild Cat Named,
Saturday, October 6, 2007
I love my home and family! I landed in butter!
Great cat crunchies for food. I don't miss that canned stuff at the Book Store but the noise of a popping can catches my ears.
I love W. and F.! Whistle lets me play with him and Fish will learn to love me, too. Sister is the best dog Nanny in the entire world, maybe the universe!
I love Greenies, bottle caps, cat toys and books. Yes, I'm going to Prof. Whisker's School with the older brothers. I'm learning how to be a locksmith, play the piano and programming. All of us polydactyl kitties get to be on the Paw Track there. For fun, when it rains and we can't go into the playground, we practice tying knots.
Gotta go, here comes Whistle. You can call me "Happy Dubby" because I am.
Thursday, October 4, 2007
This is what we are teaching Dubby (his nickname, not for his formal stationary):
*teach to use claws on furniture
*race through the house on thunder paws late at night
*kick cat litter
*get on the kitchen counter
*hide in Mom's closet
Our next big lesson is how to pull toilet paper off the roll into a big pile. He's not quite ready for this lesson.
I taught him how to stand up to get cat cookies but wish I hadn't. It's not easy sharing cat cookies with Fish, Dubby and Sister. In a perfect world, I'd get ALL the cat cookies.
P.S. Aunt 1-4 Grace sent us the most wonderful cat treats and stuff! She sent Mom a bracelet and earrings too! Even Sister got a dog fur smoother! We love her gifts! We love her!
Monday, September 17, 2007
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Friday, September 14, 2007
Sunday, September 9, 2007
How is Andy?
---A Nother Cat Pal
He's crabby in his confinement pen. He hates it! His owie is getting well. He hisses at us when we stick our paws in his pen.
What do I do about bad breff?
---Pass Me a Breff Mint
Have you tried Greenies, the breff refreshing cat cookie? I have great breff because I use Greenies! I use Pittr Pat Mints to keep my meows clear and loud. They help my breff, too.
When is good time for a cat cookie?
When is it not a good time to have a cat cookie? Believe me, a cat cookie helps any condition. Like if you are getting hissed at by Andy or if you see your Mom standing near where she keeps the cat cookies or when you feel a bit peaked or if you need to keep your strength up. A cookie is a great idea anytime.
Thanks for your questions! Keep your whiskers clean and as Cousin Meleech says, "Peace of the Paw",
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
LD brought Fish's confinement pen back inside and now Andy lives in it! He cannot run around until his stitches are removed!
He meows all the time!
We are so upset! Fish freaked when he saw the pen coming back inside! I got afraid when I heard Andy meowing his pain!
We sniff Andy and sit with him but he is unhappy!
We want Andy well so he can hiss at us and throw his paws at us!
Not. Good. At. All.,
Saturday, September 1, 2007
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
We got canned Cat Food for our birthday dinner tonight!!! Never had it before! DELICIOUS!
We got snacks like New Zealand Venison Jerky!!!Greenies!!!CatBerry!!!Cat Coat!!!
We got catnip candy bars! Furry mice! New Collars!!! We got birthday cards from Josie and Boudreaux! LittleManKitty sent beautiful catnip candy bars, cat cookies and furry mice!
We got pieces of leather string to chew! We got everything a good cat could want!
I HAVE CAT COOKIE/CANNED CAT FOOD BREFF!!!!!!!!!
We got new collars! We look very handsome and catly! We are 2!
Monday, August 27, 2007
Sunday, August 26, 2007
The carwash on the corner and the hole in the street
The way my ankles hurt with shoes on my feet
And I'm wondering if I'm gonna see tomorrow.
Father forgive us for what we must do
You forgive us we'll forgive you
We'll forgive each other till we both turn blue
Then we'll whistle and go fishing in heaven.
I was in the army but I never dug a trench
I used to bust my knuckles on a monkey wrench
Then I'd go to town and drink and give the girls a pinch
But I don't think they ever even noticed me.
Fish and whistle, whistle and fish
Eat everything that they put on your dish
And when we get through we'll make a big wish
That we never have to do this again again
On my very first job I said thank you and please
They made me scrub a parking lot down on my knees
Then I got fired for being scared of bees
And they only give me fifty cents an hour.
Written by the John Prine, a fabulous human being.
Saturday, August 25, 2007
Friday, August 24, 2007
Littlemankitty sent us a birthday box! Mom opened it to see who sent it then told us we couldn't have it until our birthday...
I got into the box and found a furry mouse toy! Greenies! Cat Crunchies! Catnip Candy Bar cat toys! All from my Cousin LMK!!!
Mom saw me with a spit-drenched furry mouse!
Then I told her I needed to have a Cat Crunchy! It's a new kind! I got one and so did Fish!
Are birthdays the best or what?
I'll be TWO YEARS OLD on Tuesday! So will my brother Fish!
LMK, you are the best!
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
You are a great kitten! We all think so! You sent us cat cookies! We love them and got our Mom to buy more for us. Even our nanny, Sister, likes the cranberry cat cookies.
I hear that you are using your feet and paws funny around your litter box! This is great! Keeps the humans on their toe pads wondering what you are doing. Our forecat, The Great Rusty, perched with all four feet on the edge of his plastic litter box. Sometimes he did his work inside the box, other times, he just didn't.
I have a Booda litter box with steps. I walk up a ramp into an enclosed litter box. Lots of privacy, good place to kick litter everywhere! Love it! Our Mom likes it because she doesn't sweep up kicked litter everyday. Because the Booda is like a lil' round house, the litter stays inside of it. The steps knock off the litter crumbs when I leave the Booda. I think I heard LMK has a Booda, too.
When Fish gets out of his Hermitage, I'll share the Booda with him, or so my Mom says. He may have to get his own! A cat likes his own place to return to the earth what came from the earth (see my poem, "Bitter Litter" from my book, " Fish's Greatest Poems and Quotes: One Cat's Perspective on Life, Naps and Cookies", InterVarsity Press, 2007)
Anyway, you are a great kitten and I'm sure you are helping your Mom feel needed. Be sure to learn to sit on her lap and make her calm. This is holy work and one of the reasons God called us to be Preacher Pets.
Peace of the Paw,
Monday, August 20, 2007
This is NOT the cake I want for my birthday. This is a cake for people. I want a cat cake!
How to make a Party Animals Cat Cake: take a can of great canned cat food, open the can, let it fall out onto a Wedgwood or Doulton salad plate (really, I want a Lynn Chase wild animal plate but we don't have one), place two birthday candles into it. One candle is for me; one is for Fish and we make are two cats so it works! Serve cake to me first, then Fish...
Why Party Animals Cat Cakes are the best: because getting wet canned food is a very special treat.
My Birthday is the 28th. Eight days from now I will be two years old. Fish will be two, too. He's my brother.
Have I mentioned any of this before?
Friday, August 17, 2007
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Fish is BORING!
Let's discuss something we are all fascinated about: MY BIRTHDAY IN 13 DAYS!!!
I'm sending out invitations. Mom says I may invite whoever I wish but to remember that far away pet friends won't be able to come. That's OK with me! I just want other animals to know I love them!
Guest List for Whistle's Birthday Party (and Fish's....)
All of my RevDog and RevCat pals!
Chubby the Squirrel out the kitchen window.
Gypsy the Cat
Border Collies down the street
and then, I'm inviting humans who sound interesting:
Miriam Webster, she knows words
Dr. D., our vet
Whoever it is who owns the Greenies factory
Can you think of anyone else for my guest list?
Did I tell you that Mom is ordering a canned cat food cake from Party Animals Bakery? Yummy!
Love from your Favorite blogger,
P.S. Have you bought my gift yet? Not that I'm asking for one because I'm not supposed to ask for gifts and I wouldn't think about asking for a gift even though my birthday is in 13 days.
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
As you know, I've been in confinement for years so my fractured-three-pins-added leg may heal. I've had a great deal of time to think.
After much reflection and reading, I've decided to become St. Fish. I discover that I am a contemplative cat who likes to meditate under my turtle quilt. During meditation, I realized that I do not miss television, my ipod or watching bird videos. Instead, I've discovered blessings in the quiet. My "cage" has become my hermitage. My time "apart" are refreshing moments when I can think deep thoughts about my food bowl, my paws and life itself.
Therefore, I have taken the name, "St. Fish", to honor my Mom and in recognition of my new monk self. I can't figure out how to tonsure my head so I believe my shaved back leg will serve as my "monk's mark".
Please, no more gift cards for downloading iTunes or frivolous cat toys (except catnip mice). I do accept cat cookies because a cat who can't enjoy cat cookies has poor theology.
In Quietness and Rest,
St. Fish (do you recall that my birthday is 14 days from now?)
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
It is time for us to plan our retreat. My mom won't come home from Hogwarts. Ouzo is eating jelly off a bagel and Mel is taking clothing out of drawers. I'm busy trying to get someone, anyone to clean my litterbox. Fish, mentioned at the Blogher Conference post (!) is tired of being in his confinement pen.
Molly, are you with us? What about you, dog blogger? I want Lila to come be with us, too. She doesn't blog yet.
I say we all get together, have a good sniff then go eat cat chow. Or, dog chow. We chew up a few fuzzy toy mice, hang out around the water bowl then have a meow fest and bark concert.
Are you with me?
Whistle, tired of watching RevGals whoop it up while the pets stay home
P.S. 20 days until our birthday. Fish and I will be two years old!!!!
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
Everyone leaves us in the mornings. If my water bowl isn't filled (you know the secret hidden bowl I like to use?), I have to go drink at the kitchen sink. There isn't anyone to chase around or help do daily chores. I go see Fish in his confinement pen but he's busy composing poetry and thinking deep thoughts.
I looked at where Mom went. It looks like Hogwarts. She went there to think about preaching. What's to think about? Either preach or don't preach. That's what I say.
I'm lonely. My dog, Sister, stays outside while the Family is gone during the day. She barks to come inside when I wave my paws at her from the window. I can't open the doors.
My cousin, LMK, has an extra toe on each front paw. He can pick up quarters! He could open the doors here if he came to visit. His mom went to Hogwarts, too. Did everyone's mom go to Hogwarts?
It's early so my family is home now. I need to go meow at the bathroom door to see if the Big Lion will let me in. Then I need to put my nose on LD to wake her up.
P.S. My birthday is in 21 days. You didn't hear it from me...
Saturday, August 4, 2007
Andy killed a bird today. He wanted to bring the bird inside but Mom wouldn't let him. Cool!
My birthday is in 24 days, just sayin'. Drugstore.com has Greenies on sale.... just sayin'
Fish's birthday is in 24 days, too.
Mom is going away. I hate this! Who will fill my secret waterbowls in our house? Who will scoop litter twice a day? Who will tickle my tummy and tell me that I'm the cutest best kitty in the world?
Tomorrow, it will be 23 days until my birthday. I am not asking for gifts or anything, in case my Mom is reading this...
Whistle, who could eat a Greenie or two this very minute
Friday, August 3, 2007
Saturday, July 28, 2007
Our Vet says his leg is healing well and took his stitches out. He was a brave cat according to LD and the Big Cat who took him to the Veterinary this morning.
Fish came home, ate a big lunch and curled up in his turtle quilt. He is very happy.
I'm happy, too. Gotta go. A nap on top of his cage is calling me.
Mom will be in the study with us ALL NIGHT. Her sermon isn't finished.
P.S. Sister, my dog, went to the beauty parlor today. She smells good!
Friday, July 27, 2007
He came home on Tuesday from the Veterinary. Fish's leg is looking good because the dermitatis from wearing a cast for months is healing. He gets his staples out tomorrow morning!
He can throw away his Elizabethan collar then! He hates it.
I sleep on top of his cage. That's what I call it because Confinement Pen sounds like something in a prisoner movie and it's too hard to spell.
Mom is cooking his favorite meals. LD pets him and talks to him. He can't come out of his cage except when Mom cleans it out because he isn't allowed to walk around outside.
I help him keep his cage clean by sticking my paws through the bars to grab his food. No one believes me when I say I'm just helping him.
Too tired for more,
Whistle, A Great Brother to Fish
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Monday, July 23, 2007
Fish comes home tomorrow. His new confinement thing is too big for Mom's leetle car.
The Big Cat's car was busy at the Courthouse all day long.
Fish comes home tomorrow. Mom and LD will go get him in the big car.
I want to see my brother, Fish.
Sunday, July 22, 2007
I hope he comes home tomorrow because I miss him.
I will be very nice to him when he comes home.
I cannot play with him because he will be in confinement to keep his hip and leg quiet.
Maybe I can put my sleeping bag beside his cage thingie so I can hear him at night if he needs me.
He cannot play with me for 43 days, if you count today. He has to stay in his cage thingie. And I cannot go into his cage thingie.
Friday, July 20, 2007
Sister got her booster shots and bloodwork done then saw Fish!
Not Fair! Not Fair! Not Fair!
I sent one of Mom's stuffie mice to Fish. LD rubbed the mouse all over me so the mouse would smell like me and make Fish happy. LD said that Fish took the mouse, sniffed it, licked it then fell asleep on it.
I don't get to go see Fish at the Cat Hospital!
Everyone says Fish looks great. He's eating well and meows when he wants to be ear scratched.
Whistle, the only one in the entire family (except Andy) who hasn't gotten to see Fish
Thursday, July 19, 2007
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
Our vet is going to pick him up tonight in Louisiana and bring him back to her veterinary.
Fish is on an IV.
Humans may visit him tomorrow but we cats may not go and Sister, my dog, can't go visit either. Not fair.
Thank you for praying for Fish. He will be in the veterinary until Monday at least. Then he can come home but will be in confinement (what is that???).
I'm just telling you what I heard.
I feel better and hope Fish isn't scared and lonely in Louisiana.
Monday, July 16, 2007
Friday, July 13, 2007
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
No one is cleaning our litter box twice a day.
The water bowl in the study is dry.
Sister ate our food. We are hungry.
No one is here saying, "kitties? where are you, kitties?"
I need to have my stomach scratched.
Very sad, going to leave a gift somewhere...
Saturday, July 7, 2007
Friday, July 6, 2007
Thursday, July 5, 2007
Tuesday, July 3, 2007
LMK says we are going to "water" stuff when we get there! Hee! Hee!
Pack your turtle quilts, cat cookies and litter boxes! Here comes the T.K.C. of J.!
P.S. Even Fish wants to come with us! Andy says he is driving!
Monday, July 2, 2007
Thursday, June 28, 2007
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
I'm busy helping my brother, Fish, get around because he has cast on his leg.
I have to monitor the bird feeder outside the kitchen window.
I want to blog but I'm busy being a Summer Cat.
Saturday, June 16, 2007
Friday, June 15, 2007
This was debate week. Sister, my dog, attended with us. Here is our debate:
Leash Laws: For or Against?
Rules: no name calling like "dog breath" or "hairball"; the louder your voice, the stronger your point.
Sister: I am against leash laws. How can a dog protect her people and cats if she can't run around checking the property. The hurricane broke our fence. Just because I go out into the street to sniff the Methodist tires across the street is no reason to stay home on a leash. What if a bad cat came into our yard or a bad dog? Leash laws are wrong!
Whistle: I am for leash laws. Dogs, except you, Sister, are scary and bad. Who needs dogs running around making poop and barking? What if they came into our house? Fish has a splint and he can't run as fast as I can. Put every dog except you on a leash! I like Molly and she's a dog but she is too busy at her home to come see us. She is an exception. All dogs on leashes!
Everyone applauded for us! We got a cat cookie for our good debate.
I'm not sure what we will study next week. The topic may be: "Hold It or Use the Litterbox: Six Steps to Better Pet Behavior. Yuk, like that would be fun...
Sunday, June 10, 2007
A GIANT GREAT BIG GEKKO LIZARD got into our house today! I made it stop moving! I did this alone and with GREAT BRAVERY.
I protected my family (and brother) from this GIANT LIZARD. I saved my family!
It was the BIGGEST MEANEST MOST HORRIBLE GEKKO IN THE ENTIRE WORLD.
But, I made it stop terrorizing my family!
With All Humility,
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
This is how I felt today. We went to get our shots at the vet. The lady who gave us shots isn't our vet but some relief vet we don't know. She is rough with us.
She said that Fish's splint wasn't positioned correctly. She said today's x-rays show that his bone isn't healing. She said that he should have a pin in his leg! She said she didn't know why our vet didn't get a pin in his leg.
You should have seen our Mom. She was furious that this stupid vet talked about Fish's splint and his healing as though our vet is stupid. Mom wrote a blistering letter to our vet about what happened today.
Fish and I got three shots. Every single shot hurt. The relief vet told the tech that she didn't know how to hold us for shots then grabbed me and crushed my body to give me a shot. I wanted to bite and scratch her but Mom gave me The Look and I couldn't.
I don't like the relief vet. She gave me no relief. She is a real Maureen C. and I hate her! I do!
We aren't allowed to say we "hate" somebody but I hate this vet.
My butt hurts,