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Whiny Wednesday

I am not happy. Therefore, you shall pay.

I’ve got a bone to pick with that Human.

First, I don’t like my claws messed with and the Can Opener insists on tormeting me with those flipping clippers. She even said my back claws will be trimmed at the vets’ if I don’t let her do it.

We’ll see about that.

And, I don’t like the Furminator pet brush. It sounds too much like the “Terminator,” and everybody knows what that turned out to be.

I also don’t like my naps being interrupted which happens almost constantly throughout the day. How?

By the Can Opener using the blender for her smoothies, or sitting on the couch while I’m stretched out there sleeping- (just because likes to sit there, as though that’s an excuse)!

By the vaccuum cleaner. Her constant need to clean up all our beautiful fur off the couch, the carpet, the cat tree and everywhere else is getting old. Especially considering all the hard work Twilight and I do to improve the look of this place with our fur. Sometimes she can be so rude!

Then there’s the annoying noise from the dryer when she does the laundry, and it sounds like a siren coming through the living room.

Then, there’s her habit of opening the whole house up for “fresh air”- making sure that I can clearly hear every 2-legged critter in the neighborhood screaming, the cars and motorcycles racing down the streets, and all the annoying weed whackers used by the annoying whacky neighbors.

Don’t get me wrong- I don’t mind her having fresh air- I just want her to get it someplace else- like the Bermuda Triangle.


You’ve been warned, Human.

Morning Coffee with Sushi

One of these days, human. One of these days!

That Lunatic Can Opener did it again-

I’m really getting tired of this- every time I so much as sneeze the Can Opener takes me to the vet. Just because I’m older. I protest, but she does it anyway. I’m not sick, but again the other day she took me in for a shot. She said I was “due for a distemper booster” – and in spite of all my objections, she whisked me away anyhow- and on top of that she had them trim my beloved claws!

I don’t know what a “distempter” booster is, but it must have worked- because it definitely boosted my TEMPER! And this morning I’m still sore from that shot and yet the Can Opener still insists on picking me up to groom me. I smacked her a zillion times with my tail this morning, but that didn’t stop her from grooming me anyway. And now I’m exhausted and need a nap.

Actually, I do feel better since she groomed me, but I’ll never let her know it!

Leave me alone Mom. Wake me up when you buy sardines.


She did it again…

You’d better have a good excuse, Human.

We can’t believe she did it again.

I knew something was up as soon as she got out the laptop bag. I told Sushi, but Sushi thought I was crazy. But now she knows. Once again, after a purrfectly pawsome morning of cuddles and treats, right when we thought we had it made for the day, The Can Opener packed up and left for the Critters’ house.

This time because the Critters’ parents were going to be gone and instead of staying here, they were concerned about leaving our cousins, Serafina and Abby alone (after having started them on a wet food only diet). They didn’t want to have to leave them with dry food only and no one to give them their wet food.

I told them I could take care of the food- I can eat it all myself then they don’t have to worry about it-
but she went anyway.

Sushi thought she would be back in a few hours. Now it was my turn to tell her she’s crazy. But she still didn’t believe me until 9:00 when bedtime came around and the Can Opener wasn’t here to groom her and tuck her in. The lights didn’t get dimmed, the toys remained laying paralyzed in the floor, and the treats didn’t walk out and pour themselves into our mouths.

In case you haven’t guessed it yet, WE’RE PROTESTING!

AND THEN we heard the door open and got all excited until we noticed it wasn’t the Can Opener!

What did you do with our Can Opener! Bring her BACK!
Oh- it’s just you.

We were not happy. She had a couple of friends stopping by several times a day to make sure we were okay, and to let me out – but I didn’t go out because it rained the whole time! And I was afraid nobody would be here to let me in if I did go out. Of course, Sushi’s big fear was not being fed- as if missing a meal or two or fifteen wouldn’t hurt her.

Then we both realized the obvious- THE WHOLE THING WAS PLANNED!

And if that’s not bad enough- here’s the reason…. our spoiled cousins –

Her Royal Fleabag, Princess Abby
Serafina parked in front of the refrigerator in case the Can Opener forgot where they put it.

Of course, we were fed (but we’re not telling the Can Opener that), and her sister and her friend took really good care of us, and even gave Sushi her medicine and snuggles- but we don’t care, because it wasn’t OUR CAN OPENER! She did not fill out an application for our approval first, so therefore, there will be consequences….

That’ll teach her!

Sushi’s Whiny Wednesday

They woke me up for this?

These people are obsessed with me!

Good heavens! No matter where I go in this house to take a nap, somebody just has to track me down and wake me up! I love to snuggle up with the Can Opener on the couch, but the problem is, she never sits still long enough for me to get a decent nap. She’s constantly getting up and down.

And when the little Critters are here, they stalk me – they search for me under the bed and pull me out- and the Tiny One sits her Barbies on my back as though I’m a horse and follows me when I try to get away for some peace.

If I go outside to lounge in the grass, she comes out and picks little wildflowers and drops them on my head and back. If I flap my tail and give her a warning hiss, she laughs and thinks it’s “cute!”

If I get up and walk over to her toys and lay on them to flatten them (as a warning)- she grabs a phone and takes A PICTURE!! I just can’t win!

How’s a cat supposed to get any respect around here when everything I do is “Cute?”

I’m done being “cute!” After my nap, I’m going to set them straight! But for now, I’m tired.

She hit me with the golf ball

I’M TELLING!!!

Twilight is SO WEIRD!

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,…

Sleeping peacefully, and then….
WHAM!
SHE MESSED UP MY FUR!

I’M TELLING SANTA AND YOU WON’T GET ANY PRESENTS!


No!!

A Spa Day for Twilight and Me- with a catch.

Our Can Opener totally spoiled us today. Then she told us the news.

It just figures. There had to be a catch.

This morning the Can Opener declared it a “kitty spa day”- and while Twilight was out playing with her Mama, she cuddled me in her lap on the bed while she had her morning apple and coffee until I fell asleep in her lap in a puddle of purrs. She let me fall asleep, and then clipped all my nails -(and I never even knew it until I woke up)!

Then she gave me a kitty massage, cleaned my ears and gave me treats- until I purred myself asleep again. When I woke up, Twilight was in the window stalking the birds in the front yard, then the human picked her up and gave her a spa treatment too- and brushed her and trimmed her claws too. But she got more treats than me!! That’s just not fair.

Then, when we were both all spoiled and relaxed- we found out there was a catch! She told us that Wednesday night she’s going to go stay at the Critters’ parents house until SATURDAY EVENING! She’s going over there to kitty-sit Serafina and Abby while they go out of town.

We’re not happy about this. The back-up Can Opener will be here, but he doesn’t play with us- or spoil us the same way. Oh we’ll be okay- but our MAMA won’t be here. We don’t like it one little kitty bit. We’re going to have to have a conference.

We’ll wait til she leaves, Sushi- then come up with a plan!

I think when the Can Opener comes back on Saturday, we’ll have a little surprise of our own waiting for her- just to show her our ‘appreciation.’


Say your prayers, human.


Sushi’s Monday Musings

There’s been so much activity around here, I’m exhausted!

Wake me next week- Or not….

Our human has refused to take dictation for us for several days now. There’s a whole bunch of family birthdays coming up (not to mention Christmas), and she’s been busy doing stuff to prepare for that. She spent hours helping the little critter make crafts for her Mom’s birthday this weekend, and she’s been staying up late at night. She’s teaching the critters lots of fun stuff to make though…

Making a birthday card…
With Autumn leaves!
And felt kitty cats ….and wrapping gifts…

Also, she’s been baking, working out every day, and taking extra time to groom me and Twilight, because she’s so busy with the critters every day, that we don’t get much playtime. So Twilight and I decided it’s okay with us if she skips a day typing for us in order to give us extra love. But we’re not going to let her get by with it for long… because we don’t know how to type.

And tea parties abound…
Found on Pinterest!
I still haven’t seen that rabbit eat any of those treats.

Take time for the things you enjoy and Be kind to yourself.

Maybe they don’t like “healthier” treats.

Make time for your relationship with God, with your family, and your friends. There is already too much division and loneliness.


Found on Pinterest

It’s a Wrap!

Thanks for the nice heat wrap, human. It makes a great pillow.

Our human woke up with pain in her back- so she got her coffee and sat down on her bed with her nice, warm heat wrap to lean against while she groomed me this morning.

At least that was her plan. But she made the mistake of leaving the wrap on the bed right next to me, so I decided to make sure it stayed nice and toasty until she came back.

I never said I would give it back. When she came back with her coffee and sat on the bed, she got comfy then noticed her wrap had disappeared. I pretended to be asleep so she wouldn’t take it from me.

I had no idea a heated pillow would feel so heavenly. I couldn’t help kneading my paws into it as I drifted off to sleep. Anyway, it wasn’t my fault that it was so warm and fuzzy and smelled like lavender. But right when I was thinking how nice it was that she let me rest on it, she decided she needed it, and woke me up by taking it away.

I was just about to object loudly, when I noticed that she had something in her hand that wasn’t coffee- treats! Well, they aren’t warm and fuzzy, but they’re delicious- so I settled and let her have it back.

No guarantees for tomorrow, though.


Sushi Snores!

Sushi says she doesn’t snore. And most of the time she doesn’t – but today, she did- and I CAUGHT HER!

Wiped out after a long play session and an (attempted) nail trim.

The Can Opener has made several attempts to trim Sushi’s claws, by herself, but without the Marines, it’s just not going to happen. Today she watched a few videos on YouTube looking for tips that might help since she can’t get her into the vet for a trim for at least a few weeks. They aren’t making many appointments.

After watching several videos, she finally decided to try some tips from a Vet who clipped his own (angry) cat’s claws. It looked a lot easier than it actually was- because even though that cat was also angry, it wasn’t “Ms. Alligator Roll.”

Maybe the video will help someone else out there with a militant cat, but for the Can Opener, Sushi won- again.

The Can Opener got a kick out of listening to this cat’s loud objections.
However, Sushi wasn’t amused.

I think Sushi knows those switchblades on her feet are her only means of ruling the roost around here, and she’s not planning on giving them up. No matter how many treats she’s offered. So, what’s next? I’ll be watching… with a big bowl of popcorn!!!

Sushi is paranoid now. Good luck, Human.

The Sushi Diet Chronicles

One more remark about my fat, and the mat gets shredded!

I’m getting fed up with this diet stuff.

The Can Opener is getting on my last nerve! She does her workout, and just because I come to coach her and make sure she does all the moves right, she thinks I need to work out too. I think that trainer is going to her head.

Next thing I know, she’ll be serving me salad, or tofu. And now, I hear I have a vet appointment to get my claws trimmed, and some shots. You know what that means? That means SCALES. That means I have to practice the Alligator roll and get better at it. Last time that vet wasn’t prepared for me. The human said that when the vet brought me back out to the car, she was breathless and looked like she’d been through Armageddon.

I did good.

I stretch, and sharpen my claws on the mat while she’s doing her lunges and stuff and that IS my workout. Does she praise me for it? NO. she tells me I’m making her trip over the mat. (Hey, that’s a GREAT IDEA)!

“But I DID do pushups! I’m sitting up, aren’t I?”
“Man, that was hard work. I need a snack!”

Well- I guess I may as well play- I have to get my strength up for the Alligator roll.