Hi! I'm Twilight!
Champion Mouser, purrsonal (human) trainer, hypnotist, and sleep therapist. My new sister, Sushi and I are always up to no good, but we have a lot of fun. Join us for all things cat! We will soon be starting lessons for you cats to
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Up until now, if the Can Opener stayed up late on a week night, it was either to type for me or Sushi on our blog, or to play with me. All weekend though, and this week- it’s not for playing. It’s for sewing and designing patterns and toys for the Critters for Christmas. And for other surprises meant for someone who doesn’t have four legs. How rude!
Acutally, I don’t mean to be jealous— wait. Yes I do. I mean, of course I do. I’m a CAT. As long as everything goes my way, I’m completely flexible.
But this is getting ridiculous.
Between that, and the continual pouring rain and cold (and high winds)– I am getting very little playtime – and staying inside without playtime is rough on a cat. Especially with the squirrels, ducks and birds taunting me from outside the window. The Can Opener takes short breaks to play with me for a while- but for some reason, she never lets me grab her patterns and pins and bat them around. And when I come and lay on them, she immediately stops sewing and does something else! I’m just trying to “help” her!
I did manage to swipe her measuring tape, though!!!
Next I’m going for the ribbons and yarn…. she won’t miss a few spools…
It’s hard to be a Motivator with my heavy napping schedule.
But somehow, between listening to the human whine, uh- “tell me her troubles,”- and reminding her of exactly how often I should be fed – (Every time someone goes into the kitchen) – combined with my heavy napping schedule and keeping an eye on what Psycho Cat next door is doing, I still have managed to help quite a few intelligent cats like myself find new careers for themselves.
Today, I’d like for you to meet some of them:
For help starting your own lucrative cat career call Sushi at 1.800.Dont.Disturb.Me.
Tomorrow is the Can Opener’s birthday and she was so busy today, that Twilight decided to get her attention and make her play. She had been making some Christmas gifts for the little Critters and it was raining, and too cold for Twilight to go out.
Then Mom -(aka. The Can Opener)- decided to take a break. So she got a cup of coffee and sat on the couch to brush and groom me before she got all wrapped up in her projects. I love it when she grooms me, because she puts me on her lap, tends to my eyes, checks for itchy areas, brushes & cuddles me, then feeds me treats.
When she was done, I climbed down from the couch to stretch out in the rug for a nice, long nap. And that’s when it happened.
That little Albino Flea had decided to kick the golfball to the Can Opener before she had the chance to get up and go back to work, and I just happend to be laying in the rug between her and the Can Opener, so the next thing I knew,…
There have been back-to-back birthdays to prepare for, (including her own this week)- Critters to teach, referee, and entertain, hubby not feeling well, Psycho Sheba (cat) next door trying to take over our house, Christmas gifts to make (and wrap)- baking, planning, and cleaning.
Then there’s Sushi and cute little me. The schedule has changed, routine has changed, and everything else on earth has changed. No wonder the Can Opener rarely takes time to play with me!
BUT she did yesterday! She knows I love paper bags, and sparkly, shiny things and ribbons and bows and GOLF BALLS – and BOXES!
I had so much fun- I was sure that when I kicked the golfball to her on her yoga mat today as she was getting ready for her workout- (not yoga)- that she was going to tell me she couldn’t play with me yet. But she DIDN’T!
And right when I start to think she has forgotten to take care of herself, she starts to work out. Great. I’d rather play. But she tells me that she can’t afford to not work out with all the stress in her life and I try my best to give her the look to make her feel guilty….
Maybe I’ll stop making her feel guilty… for now.
Sometimes I think our Human is so busy taking care of everyone else that she forgets to take care of herself too.
You know, I would love to have a heating pad to claim as my own mom, but you haven’t given us one. Yet, I looked in your phone and found pictures of Abby lounging lazily on a nice, warm heating pad in tons of pictures taken while you were away. FOR OUR THANKSGIVING HOLIDAY.
There’s Serafina (with her tongue hanging out) also- lounging lazily on top of the sound bar in front of the tv. You don’t let US do that!
And then there’s these….
Now, we all know that’s YOUR laptop, Mom. Why would you let another cat near your laptop? That’s our EXCLUSIVE right!
And then there’s THIS. (You’d better have a GOOD EXPLANATION FOR THIS ONE)…
You may apply for forgiveness- (no later than 10 am tomorrow morning)- but there’s no guarantee of acceptance. Just sayin.’