Sunday, September 4, 2011

Sssh.

I am hiding in the herb garden.

No one knows I am here, except for the chirping crickets.


I have rolled and rolled in the wet and the grass and the grreeeeeen greeeeen.

I am minty fresh.

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Thunder and Booming and other Loud Noises

Usually this time of night, I am curled up beside Her as she types on the pooter and I watch TV.

I am hiding down in my kittyjail tonite because I do Not Like Thunderstorms. They are too loud.

And I am a bit unnerved by the currents that you twoleggers do not seem to feel....like being watched while you eat through a one way mirror.....that's how a storm feels to a Cat.

I am going to try to sleep. You two leggers pay attention! If your animals hide, you should, too.

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Aaahhhhh.....warm warm warm.

Today has been a Very Good Day.

Mmmeee let me Outside this morning and it has been a glorious day. Warm warm warm....warm. Mmm. I purr from happiness.

And then, She came home and came Outside with me! We dug in the garden, I showed her where the spots were that needed some fixing. Weeds were everywhere, and I needed My Spot cleaneded up. She did a very good job.

I closed my eyes and let the sun do its work.... flexing my TigerPaws into the sweet smelling earth.....and listened to the squawkers flying overhead and supervised the crawlers as they did their thing. Busy busy busy. Not I. I am a Cat.
I yawned and stretched....it is Good to be a Cat.

My hips do not hurt as much in the Warm. I like the sun as it seems to seep into my bones and all is well.

I wish I did not have to have the stingy bitter food. She says it is Good For Me, but I do Not like the taste. But it does help my hips, I suppose....blech.  Not even the Young One will try to steal it, it tastes that bitter.

I wish that I could have Nice Tasting Food that helped me.

Friday, August 12, 2011

Disgruntled

I am Trying to have a nap, on the couch. And I cannot.
For She is taking up TWO WHOLE CUSHIONS with her stringy bits and poky sticks.

There are bits and pieces everywhere and I am trying to find an uncluttered spot. But everytime I move something sticks to me or a get a paw stuck and it's GRR annoying. I tell Her so but she Laughed At Me. The nerve.
And when I stretched out to let Her know she was taking too Much Room one of the poky sticks kept POKING ME right by my leg. She did apologize and petted me a bit. But still.

I think I like this even less than when She gets the whirry machine and then there is string (tasty string though I will admit) EVERYWHERE and it gets stuck to me. (And if I eat the tasty string that falls, well, let's just say All is NOT well that comes out of your end well. If you get my meaning.)

Hmm. What to do.

I want Her to move over. She will not.
Hmm.

I shall strategically place my long strong back against the back wall of the cowch and s t r e t c h out my legs....push Her over by sneakiness.  Shift and S t r e t ch. Shift and S t r e t c h.

Great. Now She is just sitting on my legs and I am once again covered in stringy bits.

I shall let Her know with a small growl She is in my Spot.

She's not paying attention.

      Maybe She will get the hint if I stare at her.

Nope.

  I shall try purring and being Extrordinarily Cute.
...well She reacheded over and petted me. Not exactly what I was going for. But I did get a kiss on my tabbyforehead.

    Maybe if I reach out an exploratory claw......snag this stringy bit...ooh, springy.....maybe if I pull....

OW. She Pinged me right on the head. Grr.
I am going to go lay in the sun. By the door. I give Her A Look. So She knows that I am Not Pleased as I leave the cowch.


I am disgruntled....but I like the colours She is using. And I know that whatever She is making will be comfy warm for me to lay on.



Ah. The warm sun.. Ahhhh.

Monday, August 8, 2011

Things I Like

Sleeping Outside under something green and cool.

Napping on my couch, where my Tabbystripes cleverly conceal me.

Furry little toy mice I can chew the tails off of.

Catnip.

Getting brushed except by my bum.

When MMmmee lets me Out first thing in the morning.

Catnip.

New Smells (if they are good.).

When She brushes and pets me and does that thing in my ears and my eyes roll back. I know they do. I know it's not my best look. But it FEELS SO GOOD!!!!

Watching the Young One go fast around the house and smash into the window. It's not mean. It's life. He'll learn. Or he won't. And I shall continue to be wise and say nothing.

Tunatreats.

Wet food mixed with my dry food with a splash of water.

Catnip.

Flexing my mighty paws and claws on my scratching Post.

Napping in the warm warm sun.

Eating grass in the warm warm sun.

Yawning like you mean it.

Watching the Weather Network with MMmmee.

Catnip.




Thursday, August 4, 2011

aah.

Here I sit, cleverly hidden from the world around me.

I am a Mighty Tiger, sleeping in the jungle.

I am hidden in the Jungle....under a thick tangle of green and my cunning tabby patterns hide me in the dappled shade. No one knows I am here.

I watch the small creatures of the jungle floor skitter to and fro intent on fulfilling their daily work...never dreaming that for them the Big Sleep is a paws' reach away.....but... I do not trouble them. I am sleepy. But watchful, ever watchful.

I hear the Flyers overhead, they call alarms because they sense I am here. They tremble at the thought of My anger. But peace, Flyers.  I am sleepy.

MMmmee knows that I must be Outside in the Jungle. Sometimes I don't even have to ask, she just lets me out. Although She does not always like it when I am outside, MMmmee understands. But She worries and won't let me go too far; even tho the yard next door has Smells that I want to Smell. She makes me come back. There is Another who lives somewhere over there and I see him sometimes come into MY yard and I know he Smells ME and as yet we have not discussed this, and it must needs be soon as I do not like other Smells in My Yard. I mean, my Jungle.
 But She comes out sometimes, and we dig in the Jungle, I supervise. I see the white moths flitter around and remember a younger time when my joy was to leap and chase...always always just out of reach....but the point was to jump and turn and be young and strong in the sunlight....ah....I digress. My joints ache and the sunlight soothes them.

I am content.

I can see the carrides go past, and as yet, no Growlers have disturbed me. All is well. As I mentioned, I am sleepy.
I shall roll over, and have a nap.

Grr. I am a ....*yawn* Mighty Tiger.

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

It's been awhile

Well, hello again dear readers.
Many of you were wondering where I went, and if I was Okay. Yes. I am. I am a Cat. I just did not feel like writing.
Closer to the truth, if I must be truthful - and I feel one must - She takes her compooter away with Her when She goes. So it is always not convenient for me to type. There.

Well...let's see. Finally, finally, the Warm has returned. The Sun is happy and warm and once again so am I. I sleep and dream most days away and watch the Young One chase flies and other buzzy things around. Every now and then I think I might join in, but....it seems like too much trouble.

I like the warm. Mmmeee lets me sit outside whenever I like.

I shall write more when the mood strikes, but for now, I need a nap.