It’s felt so strange around here without the little noise-makers that keep our Can Opener busy. The poor little things were feeling pretty lousy and had fevers so they stayed home with their Mom and Daddy and got spoiled.
But here’s the deal- I get spoiled a lot more when the Critters are here than when they aren’t. When they’re here, they sneak me more treats than I would usually be allowed to have- and they love to scratch that spot in my back that I can’t quite reach. Of course, they also like to yell, and a cat laying in the middle of the rug around here is taking its life in its paws- because once those tiny feet attached to an excited tiny little one get going, they can’t always stop before noticing “the rug in the rug.”
Another plus to the Critters coming back, is that they love to feed me us. The Can Opener feeds us, of course- but when the Tiny One and its sister are here, she’s so busy taking care of them, helping them with school, and keeping them occupied, that she can easily lose track of when she fed us last.
And The Critters are more than willing to open endless cans of food for us. I just love those two!
Well- until they get here I’m going to remind the Can Opener one more time that I’m starving (even though she just fed us)- It’s so easy to get extra food when she’s rushing around getting ready for their arrival! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!
When the Tiny One woke up from her nap after her playday, she said her throat hurt. Later that night she had a fever. Since then she hasn’t been feeling well, and last night neither was her Daddy- and he had a fever also.
Today, her Mom isn’t feeling well and has a fever.
So, today she stayed home and Mom and Dad took the day off to take care of her. But we miss her so much. Sushi and I woke our human up at 4:30 this morning when we noticed she hadn’t already gotten up, and we tried really hard to warn her the Critters would be here soon -(besides, we were hungry and our breakfast was late).
But she kept sleeping until an unbelievable 7:30! How rude!
We weren’t happy when we figured out that the Critters weren’t going to come today and snuggle us and feed us treats. When we found out why we almost felt bad for waking the human. Almost- but not really.
I have to say, it’s awfully quiet here without the tiny tornado. But we don’t like that she’s sick. She’s all sweet and cuddly and she loves to feed us. And we love to eat. It’s a match made in heaven.
She won’t be here tomorrow, either. So for now, Sushi wil have to imagine she’s playing nurse to her favorite tiny one.
As for me, I’ll have to find the treat bag for myself. But I can also pretend she’s here loving on me until she comes back.
It was a busy day- (I was busy dodging Sheba and hunting outside). I came in to find the Can Opener and the Tiny One sitting together in the floor all cozy on a blankie munching on snacks and sipping tea, while the Critters worked on their computer classes.
Then it was time for a break right when I thought it would be safe to go back outside and catch the squirrel that had been taunting me since the sun came up.
But I didn’t know there was a surprise waiting for the Critters -and me!
The Tiny One’s best friend had come to visit her grand-ma (the Can Opener’s sister). The little 3 year old critter was outside ready to play! They started playing on the swingset, and then The Tiny One slid down the slide and a gray paw flew out from under the slide as she came down and tried to catch her!
Sheba chased them around and pawed at them as they slid- and they were having a lot of fun – until Lily noticed a butterfly and took off to catch it!
Pretty soon it was nap-time- The Tiny One fought it valiantly.
This morning the Can Opener was needing counseling- so I volunteered.
She was waking up (slowly) and drinking her coffee and Sushi was laying at her feet on the bed snoring. That’s why she needed counseling. Sushi sounded like she was evolving into some sort of prehistoric sea-creature and the human was getting freaked out. That’s MY version, anyway, and I’m not changing it.
But when Sushi heard her start talking to me, and woke up to notice that I was sitting on a pillow in the Can Opener’s lap getting spoiled, she didn’t appreciate it, and turned around and swatted me!
So I got down from the pillow and let her have it! Sushi tried to sit up and pounce on me, but boulders aren’t very good at pouncing, so I just laid down at eye level with her and gave her, shall we say, some COUNSELING.
Sushi doesn’t believe in counseling. Apparently neither does the human, because she just started taking pictures. That figures.
That worked out fine- because she got up and left. Leaving me free to take her spot on the bed with the human!
I was feeling all better today, because our Can Opener prayed for me last night and then gave me some Lysine paw gel and spoiled me all night. I was feeling great this morning- and then, she opened the back door to let Twilight out, and that psycho cat next door (Sheba) came racing into the kitchen, and went straight to my dish!
Sorry, it’s not to your liking, Your Highness…
The “Queen” wasn’t impressed with the Fancy Feast in my dish, and sat at the dish complaining to our human, demanding tuna. When the Can Opener refused to open a can for her (because she already has 30 open cans in the fridge for me and Twilight)- and, because she’s not our cat, Sheba growled and swatted at her and bolted out the back door!
And right before that, Twilight had been outside and Sheba chased away her (targeted) bird! HOW RUDE! Now Sheba will deny it, but tell me- if that’s not true “Queen Sheba,” why was there a limp bird and feathers on your Mom’s front porch today??
Oh how pawsome it was- finally no rain, and it even felt warmer. I went out to scratch my claws and listen to the serenading birds that sing every morning and I loved it so much I didn’t want to go inside!
I didn’t feel very energetic, because yesterday my tummy was bothering me, but I went out anyhow and am so glad I did! Actually, my tummy is still bothering me today, so I wrote a note to myself to yowl loudly to communicate to my human that I need special attention today. You should try it sometime. It works like a charm!
Since the Can Opener was busy making breakfast for the critters, I decided to guard the backyard from any stray dogs (or other cats), or even bugs that would try to go after my humans. The Tiny One REALLY doesn’t like bugs. I didn’t see any bugs that early, but believe me, if there’s one within 10 miles, the Tiny One will discover it and alert the whole world loud enough for them to hear her in Hong Kong. No wonder the human needs so much coffee to get through the day!
Anyway, after a while of enjoying basking in the warm sunshine, I decided the coast was clear of bugs (long enough for me to go get a nap). It’s exhausting work examining every little movement outside to make sure it’s not something that will scare or bite the Tiny One.
When I came inside I discovered a trail of treats waiting for me to hunt them down! What a treasure! Exhausted though I was, I got to work right away- (after visiting my food dish for a few minutes to make sure the offering was acceptable).
That was a really fun discovery- unfortunately I found and ate them all way too soon and then couldn’t find anymore. Oh well. Must mean it’s time for another nap! I hope next time she makes the treats bigger!
I was having a nap on my spot right next to the Can Opener’s computer- where it’s really convenient for her to reach over and pet me while she’s typing.
Then I got up to check out the ducks in the yard. But when I came back to finish my nap, I found this… and I was not happy!
The Bed Thief
Sushi just glared at me and went back to sleep. I was not having it. That thing she’s laying on is called a “Boppy.” It’s a special soft pillow meant to wrap around a mommy’s waist while she’s sitting to hold a baby on – and ever since the Tiny Critter outgrew it, I claimed it for my bed (since it wasn’t being used anymore). It’s sooooooo thick and comfy and it lets me settle in perfectly. It’s just my size.
But Sushi decided to claim it for herself – although the whole couch is “her spot.” If she has her way, my boppy will be as flat as a flipping PANCAKE!
So naturally, I tried to have a friendly discussion with her – cat to cat. Nice and civilized. It went something like this:
Jeez. How rude. I’ll just camp out right next to the lamp – and then sleep on the nice, warm keyboard. Let’s see how Miss Fussypants likes THAT!
Sometimes I get so tired of the paparazzi around here.
Okay, they tell me I’m a beautiful girl and then they take pictures of me constantly. I can’t bathe myself, or play, or even take a nap without waking up at least 4 times to someone holding a phone up in front of my face to snap a picture. When I was first adopted, I thought it was so cool, but then after seeing how often it was happening, it got to be a little too much. Especially since I wasn’t the one deciding how or when the pictures were taken.
And, it happens all the time, but it’s worse when the little critter is here. She tracks me down no matter how well I hide. And of course, wherever she goes, the Can Opener is going to be right behind her- and not to stop her from bothering me, but to take pictures of whatever the little thing puts me through!
Although, I hate to admit it (except in this diary), but sometimes, it actually makes me feel pretty special. Like yesterday when she was here, and it was naptime. She insisted on tucking me in for my nap first.
She may be loud and busier than a hornet’s nest, but she is also very tenderhearted and sweet.
She gently tucked me in and gave me a kiss and told the Can Opener to quit talking so I could sleep. Once she knew I was warm and cozy she was content and snuggled up with the human for her own nap. She made me feel like the luckiest kitty in the world- and even though I get a little annoyed at times, I know they love me, and I wouldn’t trade them for anyone!
I rested my head on my furry cheetah and started dreaming…
It was the strangest thing. I was sitting on the Can Opener’s lap as she brushed me and talked softly to me. She put the stuffed cheetah under my head and I relaxed and began to purr as I listened to her.
Then, I wasn’t sure if it was real or a dream, but strange things began to go through my mind.
I envisioned my kitty cousin, Abby- laying on her cat tree, a heating pad draped over her. She looked so comfortable- and as warm as I was with the human’s robe draped around me to keep me from the morning chill.
She sure looked sleepy and content. Or was I just imagining it, because I felt myself getting sleepier?
Then suddenly, things changed. Was it real?
Ducks swam lazily along a shoreline…silently tempting me. A distant bird somewhere tried to alert them as I became suddenly aware that my tummy was growling… Was that tuna I was smelling, or something more fowl?
Again the scene suddenly changed
Then the strangest thing of all popped into my mind- how did I go from ducks lazily drifting by to this bizarre scene? Must be the Lysine treats. I mean, I’ve seen some pretty weird looking humans, but none of them this weird…I think it’s time to lay off the Lysine.