Twilight has been running around with Romeo again. Oh joy.
Somehow she thinks I want to hear all about her romance with Romeo, the siamese down the street. I could care less. Now, if she wants to tell me about a handsome calico cat, or a persian, I might want to hear about it. But I’m not interested in her boyfriend and his “purrfect royal blue eyes.” Geez.
We more experienced felines are more concerned about the important things in life- like food, catnip, treats, and the best napping spots in the house.
We’re different. She loves to run wild outside, chase mice and butterflies, climb trees and hunt ducks.
I love a nice, warm lap to nap on. Especially if it comes with a nice long grooming, a massage on my head and shoulders, followed by treats, and accompanied by a teddy bear with a blanket tucked around me.
I’d rather melt into the Can Opener’s lap and purr myself to sleep any day. Oh! It’s time for my grooming now! Goodnight!
A morning to rejoice and Worship the Resurrected King!
Happy Easter from Twilight and Sushi & Can Openers!
Everyone was so happy it’s Easter! No matter how bad things look- there is Hope because our Saviour and Lord Jesus Christ ISN’T DEAD ANYMORE! He’s ALIVE! And with Spring comes new life, new blossoming, and new hope.
To the little ones, it’s all about candy, seeing their friends at church (or anywhere they can), Easter egg hunts, new clothes- and the Easter Bunny.
I have to say though, If I’d seen that bunny hopping around in my yard, the last thing on my mind would be eggs- Easter or not! Sushi and I were having a great morning- it’s warmer (than 30 degrees finally), and sunny and everything’s blossoming.
Everyone’s happy and I went out to harass the ducks and birds that were putting on a concert for me this morning, and after being outside for most of the morning getting into all kinds of cat mischief, I came in, and settled down on top of the desk right under the heater for a nice, long, nap.
Then things changed.
The Can Opener decided this was a great time to surprise me with plopping me in the kitchen sink and dousing me with water and shampooing me with this “Shed Control” shampoo! *tail FLAP!*
I made it clear I was not in the mood for a bath, but she didn’t listen. I should’ve known she was up to something when she sneaked up and trimmed my claws while I was half asleep. Oh, she tried to take pictures, but she figured out pretty quickly that snapping pictures with one hand and holding a lathered up wet (struggling) cat with the other hand probably wasn’t a good idea.
She kept saying the shampoo would help me not shed so bad. I have a feeling she’s going to be shedding pretty soon!
I didn’t like the idea at all- but afterward, she loaded me up with treats and put me in a cozy spot under the heater, and when I finally dried off I got to go back out and finish with my mischievious plans while the sun was still out. By this time it was warmer out- so I did what any cat in their right mind would do, and I found the nearest pile of leaves and rolled around several times right in the middle of it! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!
Then, I had an Easter surprise of my own that made me forget all about that bath interruption! My mama came to have dinner with me!
This is my Mama (who is still feral but only trusts my human)….
Why? Because I feel like it. And I’m a cat, so I can. Yesterday Twilight posted about giving thanks… That’s typical of her because she’s a very happy little girl. So am I – until something doesn’t go my way. But it’s not my fault. I’m a tortoiseshell with white (calico)- we torties tend to be very vocal. So, here’s my list of why I plan on having a Whiny Wednesday.
The Can Opener fed me this morning. I should be thankful, right? Well I am- except that she fed me Tiki cat mackerel and tuna. There wasn’t enough of the juicy stuff and the chunks of mackerel were too hard to eat. I felt like I was eating a fishy pillow!
She gave me treats. Another thing Twilight said I should be thankful for. But what she didn’t tell me was that the “treats” are medicine!! They are Lysine chews!! What a dirty trick to pull on a sweet, unsuspecting cat like me. They taste like MEDICINE. Of course, I rejected them.
She brushed me. Here we go again. Another “thing to be thankful for”- but she used a new brush that is meant to de-shed me so I don’t get hairballs. Way to take the fun out of being brushed. *sigh*
She picked me up to cuddle me on her lap. And then, right when I was getting all relaxed and sleeepy, she sneezed. 17 times! (I’m typing this under the bed).
See? I’ve got a bunch of good reasons to whine! *Looking for some cheese…*
I told the Can Opener that now that she’s all better, it’s time to pay up- she owes me some SERIOUS playtime- (with interest). When I saw her have her coffee and prayer time this morning and then start baking cookies for the Critters and their parents, I knew she was feeling better, so I made it clear (by hijacking her desk chair), that I wanted to play.
So we played for a few minutes until I had to scratch… and then I had to bathe because she kept messing up my fur- and then I had to lick between my toes, because, well, I’m a cat, and I’d only done that 4 times today.
Well there’s something about me stopping a play session to fix my fur, scratch, lick between my toes, (and scratch my ears) that seems to tell the Can Opener, “I’m done playing.” Then she goes and gets busy with something else.
I don’t get what it is with her. My bathing and scratching session only lasts 20 minutes- I see absolutely no reason whatsoever why she can’t just sit there in front of me with the pink thingie, my mice, my golfballs, and pingpong balls, and a ribbon assortment and just wait until I’m done…with a big bucket of treats.
I guess I need to start training her all over again. Or maybe I’ll trade her in for a newer model.
See? He probably left a play session to groom too-
A visit from my Mama! We hunted and played all evening!
I was so happy when I woke up to a very sweet, familiar scent… My Mama was in the backyard waiting for me to see her and come outside! The Can Opener treated her to lots of food (even some tuna)! And then we hunted all evening – I’ve missed her so much, because she’s my favorite (cat) playmate. And today had started out cold and wet, so I hadn’t expected to see her- until I caught that familiar scent and followed it to our back door, where I found her eagerly waiting to play!
We always play fight and chase each other and cuddle, and then go to the stream behind our house to watch the ducks and geese. Then, when I know the Can Opener is getting ready for bed, we cuddle a little longer and say goodnight and I go inside and tell the Can Opener all about it while she grooms me and gives me treats.
The Can Opener opened a present from her neighbor last night and as soon as she put the box down, I fell in love with it and climbed right in to take a nap- but Sushi saw it too, and tried to take it from me. frrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrddddddddd7oiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii – (She just walked across the keyboard to try and stop me from telling on her- I’m lucky the keyboard still works)!
I told her right away to back off from MY box! I saw it first, and I claimed it! Well, Mom was watching, so she pretended to say, “Okay, Twilight”- and she acted really sweet, and came and gently licked my ear, and groomed me…for about 30 seconds.
Then, she heard the Can Opener say, “Oh Look! That’s so cute!”
And then, the Battle for the Box began! It went something like this….
She flattened my precious BOX! So, when the Can Opener saw that she was just trying to take my box, she told Sushi she can’t do that. I didn’t think that was going to help anything, but Sushi actually seemed to understand what she said! And she hung her head and got out and just laid down next to the box! And she hasn’t bothered me about it again!
It must be my siamese martial arts finally kicking in….I WON!! MWAHAHAHAHA!!!
I haven’t figured out why yet- but for some reason the humans around here crack up every time they see me sit like this. I seriously have no idea what’s wrong with them. I’m not trying to be funny or anything- I’m just grooming myself and then I glance up for a second (to give my tongue a rest)- and they’re all saying, “Hey, Look at Sushi!” And the next thing I know they all have their iPhones aimed at me while I stare back at them wondering why their lives are so pathetic, that all they have to do is play paparazzi to the cat.
But honestly, I guess I can see why- I mean, now that I look at myself, I am pretty flipping cute. Oh my gosh. I just had a thought- WHAT IF THEY’RE GOING TO POST THIS ON THE INTERNET!!??
Oh, I know- I’ll find some other “funny” cat pictures for them to post. Then they won’t post pictures of me bathing. I mean, really, can you just IMAGINE how humans would flip out if we cats posted pictures of THEM on the internet??
I sure hope these pictures of other unsuspecting kitties will distract them from posting ME!
All I wanted to do was start a game with Sushi and play with her for a little bit while the Can Opener got her coffee and woke up. But apparently she has no sense of adventure or humor in the mornings. Personally, I think the Can Opener should start serving HER coffee. Maybe then she’ll lighten up a little bit.
I started by grooming her like I always do. Usually, she grooms me back. But this morning I think she didn’t like that I was winning the game I started. Of course, maybe I should’ve told her we were playing a game first – but I don’t really think it woud’ve made a difference.
Here’s how it went when I tried to play with her….
After this, I just ate breakfast and went out to find Sheba so we could chase mice together since Sushi wouldn’t play with me. But Sheba had kept her human up all night and wouldn’t let her sleep, so by the time she finally got to go outside, she took off like a rocket for the stream behind our house and I couldn’t find her. It’s just not fair!
When I came back, Sushi still was in no mood to play because after I left, the Can Opener had played with her and after only about 10 minutes Sushi was already tired and wouldn’t play with her anymore, either. She’s just a big bundle of FUN. Oh well. She’s a lot older than me, so I think it’s time to amuse myself…
Our Caturday started late thanks to that Can Opener of ours staying up until 2:00 this morning determined to finish a birthday present she was making for the oldest Critter who turned 12 today.
I wasn’t happy that instead of getting up at 4 am like a good little Can Opener, the little bratty human decided to sleep in til 7:30 and only woke up because Sushi and I teamed up to drag “Her Laziness” out of bed to feed us.
I raced across her in the bed 3 different times at high speed, and when she still slept, I bombed the bedroom blinds and smacked them repeatedly with my tail.
Our Morning Grooming
So as usual, Sushi and I race ahead of the Can Opener in the morning, helping her find her way to the kitchen to make sure she doesn’t forget where to find our food waiting to be released from the prison of the can. God knows without coffee, she hardly knows her name so she needs all the help she can get.
On the way to the kitchen, I stopped to thank Sushi and to congratulate her for her talent on getting this moron out of bed and we started grooming each other. Then all of a sudden, Sushi got wild and started smacking me! Of course, her tummy growled, but good God! She doesn’t have to be a flipping LION about it!