This morning started out perfectly. The Can Opener finally slept well (since the TMJ started) – and took her coffee outside with me so we could listen to the chatter of the birds (even though she won’t let me catch one), and she could enjoy the pretty flowers and pick some raspberries, while I soaked up the sun.
It’s still early, and Twilight’s out someplace with her Mama. She’s trying to impress her Mama (cat) with her hunting abilities. The Human still has the annoying headache she’s had for three days now. But she’s starting to feel a little better- and I’m starting to put Sheba in her place, so she doesn’t harass me and swat at me like she does everyone else. I think it’s a good thing I’m bigger than her, because she knows I can flatten her if I have to.
Breakfast? Why Yes, Mom- Make it Redi Whip with a fresh mouse garnish, please.
Mom got up at 4:00 this morning and wanted to cuddle me. But I’d stayed out til 2:00 and just wanted to sleep. I had no plans of getting up just to get snuggles (I can get snuggles anytime)- But I heard Mom go in the kitchen, and Sushi told me the Tiny One was coming. All of a sudden I was starving. I ordered breakfast, but the Can Opener never gets it right. She sometimes gives me the Redi Whip, but she NEVER remembers the fresh mouse garnish. And, she makes me eat food first. Who told her I was a toddler?
I wonder why Sushi always thinks I need her opinion. Soon after breakfast, I heard the giggle heard around the world and the loud BUMP that follows it through the front door and I ran out the back as fast as possible. The next thing I knew, the Tiny One and an even TINIER one was out in my yard haunting all my favorite spots.
Since it wasn’t safe to stay outside, I came in for a long nap – and when I woke up from that, the Tiny One had fallen asleep (finally)! I went out to practice my duck hunting and came in later after they had gone home and found my human getting into a book of Brain puzzles she got on Mother’s Day… “Find the Cat.”
Today she got on my last nerve. I know she was trying to sleep, but all I wanted to do was play. She didn’t like that idea, so she got up and swatted me and I defended myself and she got even MORE mad. I really think this diet is making her too grumpy to live with.
Look- here’s how it went, just because I tried to play with her.
Please either take her off the diet, and FEED THE THING (enough to satisfy her), or let me sell her. Thanks, Twilight
Disclaimer: No cats committed crimes today (at least not any of us), and no kittens were really hurt.
A Celebration of Father’s Day For the Backup Can Opener
Today was set aside to be an early Father’s Day celebration for our Human Daddy. He was completely surprised. So were we. Sushi and I didn’t know our humans were going anywhere. We just woke up from our naps and they were gone. And so was our warm, sunny day. I think the Weather guy got confused, because our warm day turned into a cold, rainy day. And our humans didn’t come back home until later. We’ll get even with them, you can count on it.
They spent the day with the Critters and their parents, playing games and having a barbeque. They came home smelling like burgers, and french fries, and hot dogs- and chocolate. And none for Sushi and me. Like I said, we’ll get even later.
They discovered a game called Cat Crimes– They played it for a long time- with Serafina Coaching them and snoopervising. She had to show them how to play…
When they were done playing that game, she had to teach them how to play Exploding Kittens.
They played that until the food was ready and then everyone forgot about the games. Including Serafina and Abby – (who was too busy looking for burgers to hang around for pictures). Then they played video games. Boy, do they have a LOT of explaining to do.
Tomorrow, Sushi and I will have some plans of our own. And WE won’t be playing games!
But then the Critters showed up. The Big Critter and the Tiny One made me so happy the minute they came in the door. Their faces light up so much when they see me, and they race to me and pet me and compete to give me treats- and they make me happy. I guess I just have to admit I love the noisy little turkeys.
I keep a watch on them (for the human Can Opener) while she’s busy making breakfast and lunch and treats for them- and I help when she helps them with their schoolwork- (although I do fall asleep sometimes).
What I think I like most about them is the laughter and joy they bring (even if they do bring a lot of noise with them at the same time). And I like watching the Tiny One play.
I like a lot about them -(especially when they fall asleep)…
But this drawing the Big Critter did today says it all….
Yeah- I think I love the Tiny One- just a little bit.
I think it’s time to find some things to be Thankful for. Maybe it’ll help Sushi not be grumpy….
Okay, maybe not. But I still am a very thankful kitty, and I think Sushi has a lot to be thankful for – even if she can’t see it.
Oh, I’m thankful, Twilight. Really. I’m thankful for my home and my soft queen sized bed, and that I have a crazy cat lady human who spoils me, and I’m thankful for you- (sometimes). But I’m especially thankful for my food and my tuna treats.
That’s not your queen sized bed, Sushi- that’s the humans’… they just let you sleep on it with them, so the backup Can Opener doesn’t drag all the blankets into the floor – because with you on the bed, nothing moves- not even the humans, when you’re laying on them….
Yes, I know- that’s something else I’m thankful for. That way I stay warm and cozy- even if they stay flattened!
Now that’s enough thanksgiving. Be quiet! You’re keeping me awake!
We think you’ll enjoy this video- it’ll help you understand your own kitties better! Enjoy!
I have only been on this diet since my last vet appointment. I can feel myself melting away to nothing. So, what’s so bad about weighing 16.3 lbs? I know a lot of humans who WISH they only weighed my weight. But they’re not on the diet- I AM. Poor innocent Sushi. It’s not fair…
The human heard me “snoring” during my nap today. Know what? I wasn’t snoring. THAT WAS MY TUMMY GROWLING! I can’t believe she actually bought me “weight management” food. When I complain that I’m getting fed less often, and getting different food, she tells me I’ll feel better when I’ve lost a few pounds. “One ounce at a time, Sushi.”
I’d love to give her “one ounce” of my claws.
Twilight knows its hard on me. And she doesn’t rat me out when I finish off her food. She just heads outside and leaves her dish for me to finish. But the trick is finding it before the human sees it and picks it up.
But at least the Can Opener is playing with me more now. I love that.
Today suddenly went from warm and sunny to cold and windy so I didn’t want to go out with Twilight. She loves to be outside when it’s windy- she flies around, chasing butterflies, hunting squirrels, threatening birds, and climbing trees. I prefer to snuggle up inside with the Can Opener while she has her morning devotion and coffee. This morning I completely took over the pillow she had put in her lap for her Bible and journal. I knew she’d let me stay there. And she did.
I fell asleep within minutes but then Twilight came in- and she didn’t like that I had “her” spot with the human. She took a swipe at me, and right away I swatted her back- then of course, the human intervened and I went back to sleep.
I was happy to hear the human playing with her in the living room after that, so I knew I could sleep without being ambushed again. But wouldn’t you know….
She came back! This time she didn’t bother me. But the human had gone back to the bedroom to do her journaling and Twilight wanted to nap near her.
Fine with me- as long as she leaves me alone. Nothing like an annoying little ‘sister’ to wake you out of a purrfect dream!
I hear you have been seeing a lot of Sushi lately….
I’m noticing that Sushi has been hogging my blog lately- I’ve also heard from the neighborhood cats that she says I’ve been running around with my “boyfriend” all the time. So I decided to clear up some things.
First of all, Mr. Sootface is NOT my boyfriend. He’s stalking me and I’m not hanging out with him, I’m trying to run him off. He has 16 wives and about 300 kittens scattered all over America and I’m not about to let him add me to his harem, or whatever they call it. I’m too cute for that nonsense.
In fact, I’m not looking for a boyfriend at all. I’m looking for MICE. Or, at least a duckling. But mice are a lot easier to catch, and then you don’t have an angry mama duck chasing you down. They really can be so unreasonable!
You know, that hummingbird could be a fun catch, too…
I suspect that diet the vet put Sushi on is making her grumpy. No, wait- she was already grumpy.