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Sushi’s Monday Musings

I’ve just been sitting here thinking…

Want to Know what’s on my mind? So do I.

I think humans believe cats don’t write in diaries. They’re right – we don’t. (We lay on laptops and type our hearts out when no one’s looking). Writing is too hard for us because we don’t have thumbs, and every time I see paper, my first thought isn’t to write on it, it’s to shred it. There’s just something so satisfying about hearing a loud rip coming from underneath your claws. But it’s also extemely satisfying to lay on. It feels nice and cool- and the crinkle it makes is soothing.

Ever notice you can’t read a newspaper or a magazine, without the cat coming to lay on it? Or, wrap a present or read a book? There’s a reason for that- it has your undivided attention- so it has to go.

See, it’s all about your attention. We’re cats- we demand it- every moment we’re awake. That is, unless we’re crazy obsessed mouse hunters like Twilight. She has mice on the brain. It seems that all she thinks about is hunting mice or ducklings. Mom hates it when she brings one of those in the house and plops it at her feet. But she doesn’t let Twilight know it because Twilight’s sharing her prize.

Spoiled brat!

My thing isn’t hunting. It’s making the Can Opener slow down for a few minutes and hold me in her lap for as long as possible – (that is until she tries something I don’t like, like clipping my claws, or putting medicine in my eyes). But I’m really getting good at purrsuading her to drop everything and cuddle me when I’m ready. And that, is MY prize.


A long, lovely, lazy Caturday

Photo by Skyler Ewing from Pexels
Oh yeah! I love this warm sunshine!
When’s lunch?

A warm, sunny day! Even Sushi got out!

Today was just too perfect for even Sushi to stay inside. I woke to the sound of birds chriping in the lilac tree outside the bedroom window- and I darted across the Can Opener as she slept until I finally got her to wake up and head to the Keurig.

I didn’t even want food- I passed up my dish and headed for the door! The ducks that hang out behind our house had a bunch of new ducklings, there were hummingbirds hovering near the lilac tree, and Sheba was already outside ready to play chase with me.

I spent the whole day outside – and my Can Opener, of course, haunted me with the camera.

Sushi preferred to stay inside and nap until things quieted down outside and she could tell no one else was out doing lawn work, or riding scooters, or calling to their neighbors- then she decided to go outside and enjoy the hot pavement when the human went out to read.

Now is about the time when Sushi will be ready for her evening brushing and grooming. While she’s getting spoiled, I’ll go wait under the bush for my Mama to come after sundown to eat, then we’ll go hunting until Midnight!

What a perfect day!


The Sushi Diet: Twilight helps

Hey Mom. I have an idea- I know how to help Sushi get some exercise!

The Vet said Sushi needs a diet. I’m helping.

Well, I can’t help the feeding part, because that’s up to Mom- but I know from watching Mom that losing weight is more than just eating less. It’s about eating well- (foods that are healthy). But one thing Mom says is you have to exercise too. You can’t just be a couch cat (like Sushi) and expect to lose weight.

The Can Opener tries to get her to play to make her get some exercise, but she just isn’t interested in the dangly thing -(unless the human is using it to play with me)- and my Can Opener has been searching all day for ways to help Sushi start moving so she can lose weight. She’s looked for toys that slow down her eating and supplements, and she’s read articles, and Sushi just wants to lay on a nice, warm nap all day and sleep- (Not that that’s a bad idea).

This morning she was all cuddled up on the end of the bed while the Can Opener was waking up with her coffee, having her devotion, and I decided I’d help Mom motivate her to play. But it didn’t have quite the effect I planned. See for yourself!

Well, she sure is grumpy! I think I’ll leave this problem to the Can Opener, and I’ll go look for another playmate. That one’s got no sense of humor at all!


The Sushi Diet: Day 1

Did I hear a can open?

I was feeling great this morning. Then I woke up.

And I remembered the Vet wanted me on a diet. I thought I was on a diet. A very nice one, actually- food on demand (MY demand). Treats several times a day just because I’m cute. And because the critters come over and beg to feed me treats -(they’re my secret agents). The diet I was on was very satisfying. High protein dry food with all the good stuff- a variety of very expensive tiny cans of deliciousness- and a few hundred treats a day.

I didn’t see anything wrong with it. So imagine my surprise this morning when I didn’t get the usual amount of food in my dish, and I wasn’t offered my morning appetizer of treats… I looked at the human for clues- and she reminded me the vet said I had to go on a diet.

I kept trying to reason with her, but she had made up her mind. So I gave her a stern warning, and we’ll see tomorrow if she gets to keep her job.

More tomorrow. For now, it’s not looking good for her.


Thursday Therapy (I need it).

What a dirty, rotten trick. That dang human.

Today I was sound asleep on the bed and the Can Opener came in and loved on me and spoke really super sweetly to me- and picked me up and I was loving it. Then she walked me into the living room and put me in my carrier, and said she was taking me to the vet!

It scared me. I know she’s taken me to the vet before, but that carrier brings back bad memories for me. In the past, (before I came here with my new humans), every time I had to go into that thing I was left with a stranger for a long time. With no toys, and no warm laps- (except for the last person who brought me here). And I never knew how long I’d be there, or what would happen next, or whether I’d be okay or something would happen to me.

And I know my humans love me- but still- I’m always afraid they’ll take me someplace and leave me and I’ll never see them again.

Now that it’s over, I know she did it to make sure I’m healthy. But now, I had to get something called a steroid shot! That hurt! And, the human asked them to give me medicine to put in my eyes every day, and even though I’ve gone down from 16.9 lbs last year, to 16.3 today, the vet says I need a diet! That’s a four-letter-word! That’s not nice at all.

And then, guess what? I heard the Can Opener tell them that she’d already started giving me smaller portions a little more spread out during the day for the last several months! HOW RUDE!

Hey- that’s probaby why I lost those precious few ounces! I WANT MY OUNCES BACK!!

I’ll tell her tomorrow. I’m going to sleep. Goodnight.

Twilight’s Tuesday Thanks

Man, this is a NICE bed.

We all have things to be thankful for – Here’s some of mine:

With things going crazy like they have been for months now, my humans keep saying that it’s more important than ever to look for the blessings in our lives and be thankful for what we have.

Here’s some of the things I’m really REALLY thankful for:


  • Sushi (yep). She has proven that mountains REALLY CAN move.
  • Coffee and the Bible. Yep. That’s the only thing that the Can Opener slows down for.
  • The Can Opener. That’s because she and the Backup Can Opener gave me a home when I was just a little kitten and was always hungry and cold. Now I’m spoiled rotten and I plan on keeping it that way.
  • The Critters. They lavish love and treats on me every time they’re here, and they don’t care if I’ve already been fed or have already had “too many treats.”
  • Bugs, Birds, Butterflies, and Mice. They give me something to chase and play with when the Can Opener is too busy with everyone else to play.
  • Amazon boxes. Amazon was made for cats. Cats love boxes- Amazon sends my food in boxes. Human adds thick, soft blanket and sticks it under the bed, and *poof!* Instant hiding spot when the Critters come.
  • Paper bags. Another great hiding place and fun to pounce on!
  • Sushi. (Again). Everyone needs someone to play fight with- (but she’s not usually playing).

And I’m thankful for all of you who visit my blog every day! You make me very happy!


"I leave the gift of peace with you-- my peace. 
Not the kind of fragile peace given by the world, 
but my perfect peace.
Don't yield to fear or be troubled in your hearts-
instead, be courageous!"       John 14:27

The Boulder Wakes

Alright, Human. Enough games.

Hand over the treats and nobody gets hurt.

*SNORE*
What am I hearing? Is that a TREAT BAG RUSTLING?

Sushi was sound asleep in the bedroom where she had been for hours while I used my time constructively to shred the toilet paper, shed fur on the pile of clean laundry, knock a few things down from the top of the desk, and zip past the water dish just close enough to tip it over and I was so proud of myself for my hard work.

So I went to the living room to ask the human for a treat or two – (or a bag). The human is a sucker for my blue eyes, so she always gives me treats. But then as soon as she picked up the bag, a walking boulder came out of the bedroom and started not so politely demanding that she get treats first.

I’m older. RESPECT YOUR ELDERS.
*Human opens bag*
Those SHOULD be mine.
You gonna eat that?

The Can Opener had already given Sushi her share of treats- but I take my time with mine, while Sushi gobbles up whole handfuls at a time, so she gobbled all hers up and had eaten them all before I ate half of mine. Then she kept inching her way over to finish mine for me.

Lucky for me, the Can Opener picked Sushi up and moved her to the couch so I could eat my treats in peace. No wonder her back hurts.

That’s not fair. I’m gonna pout.

But before she could get her pout going, she fell asleep. “Hey, Mom- how about sneaking me some more treats, since she’s asleep?”


Monday Morning Cattitude

photo by Ellie Bergen (pexels)

Good Morning. Or should I say, “Mourning?” After all, it is MONDAY again.

Sushi’s about to come into the room and claim my Can Opener’s lap again, so I’m going to hunt down my mama and then go duck hunting by the stream. Just knowing that Sushi’s going to hog my human for the next hour puts me in a grumpy mood, so I looked up some other felines who are in a grumpy mood and they brightened my morning. Maybe they’ll brighten yours a little too.

I hope all you cat moms out there (Human and feline) had a great Mother’s day. Every Mother deserves to be recognized and rewarded for their efforts in caring for their little ones (human or feline). No one realizes how hard they work – unless they are Moms themselves. Purrs to all you Moms!




Happy Mother’s Day!

All day yesterday I was gone.

Sushi told me that she posted that I wasn’t feeling well the day after my vet visit. Those shots are no fun at all. It wasn’t so bad the first day, but the next day I felt like I’d fought off an attack of wild bulls. I just wanted to be left alone so I stayed under the bed in my special box with my favorite blanket.

I wouldn’t let the Can Opener take pictures of me because I hadn’t brushed my fur, or my teeth, or bathed or anything. And my collar was all covered with fur. My human called the vet, and was told that I’d probably be fine the next day and to bring me back if I got worse. Lucky for me, I was feeling great the second day.

But they can’t take a picture of me if I’m gone, and I was. I couldn’t wait to go out and hunt again, so I went to visit the newborn duckies by the stream. Their moms weren’t happy to see me though, so they wouldn’t let me near the delicious little darlings. Anyway, by the time I got tired of wishing watching, and got hungry enough to go home and eat, the Can Opener was getting ready for bed. I’ll have to remember this trick the next time I want to avoid her camera.

Cute little me- All better now.

Today is Mother’s Day- So I have to go back out and hunt. Sheba caught a baby duck and surprised her Mom with it yesterday, and that’s all I’ve been hearing about. For some reason, Sheba’s Mom wasn’t at all happy and got upset. Maybe she just didn’t like Sheba bringing it into the bed. She hadn’t even had her coffee yet.

I’ll wait til Mom gets her coffee first and try to bring her a better one than Sheba brought her Mom. After all, it IS Mother’s Day! Geez, Sheba! Get it RIGHT!


Sushi’s Report: Twilight

I’m giving Twilight a break today-

Twilight’s not herself today. She’s giving me a break.

She isn’t feeling well. I knew something was up yesterday when I saw The Can Opener put her in the carrier. I happened to be laying on the couch next to her when she went in (complaining loudly). And I got worried – even though she annoys me all the time trying to get me to play. But before I could ask her what was going on, the Can Opener picked up the carrier and headed out the door.

Oh well. Back to my nap.

She came back about an hour later with a fresh bag of treats from the vet and much calmer than she was when she left. The Can Opener gave her some food and her new treats right away and then she loved on Twilight a little, Twilight warned her not to ever do that again, then she went out to play.

Hmmmm. She went to the vet and came back calm, with a new bag of treats and got spoiled right away. I think I need to see the vet. NOW.

Twilight played outside and visited her her (still feral) Mom and made sure she got loaded up on food, then came in around midnight. She kept the human up til midnight when she needed to be up at 4 am this morning like any decent cat would.

Then at 4 this morning the human stumbled out of bed and headed for the Keuring in her sleep, and 2 cups of coffee later, she noticed Twilight was nowhere to be found. She also didn’t come racing when she heard a new can of food being opened, or the bag of treats being shaken- (I was of course, willing to eat Twilight’s food and treats since she wasn’t interested, because it’s the right thing to do).

The Can Opener knew something was wrong, because every morning Twilight immediately runs up to her, trilling, and sticks her butt up in the air waiting for the back scratch of her dreams. So she looked for Twilight and knew she had to be under the bed where Human #2 was still sleeping.

And then…

The Live Entertainment arrived. I think I’ll go join Twilight under the bed.

Quiet is NOT going to happen.
“Let’s spend the day outside!”

All day long, the Can Opener never saw Twilight leave the bedroom. She wouldn’t eat or drink. She didn’t throw up and didn’t seem to be in pain, she just would’t eat and wanted to be alone. The Can Opener decided to take the Critters outside as soon as possible to give Twilight a chance to rest peacefully.

Twilight didn’t have a fever, and hadn’t thrown up, so the vet said it’s likely just a reaction to the shots she had yesterday (although this has never happened to her before when she got her shots).

After the Critters went home and Twilight still didn’t come out, the human picked her up and cuddled her and tried again to get her to eat. She still wouldn’t eat, but she was clearly wanting to be held and cuddled and kept kneading her paws. That seemed to really help, and when the Human put her down, she finally went outside- and stayed out until the evening so she could have time with her Mom.

The vet says, as long as she doesn’t start getting sick or get a fever, she will probably be back to normal in the morning. Then she’ll be harassing me to play again, and it’ll be my turn to hide under the bed all day.

I think I’ve changed my mind about needing to see the vet.