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.
But I have to deal with it – because they were here first. And the first time I went to approach “Mama” and give her some ground rules, both Twilight and the Human Can Opener intervened. But I still gave her my warning look- you know, the one that says, “Hey there wild one- I could sit on you and crush you. And by the way, this is MY yard now.”
But of course, the Human ruined my practiced “Get Lost” look, by reaching down and saying in that condesending baby voice humans use, “Oh, Sushi-boo! You’re so cute!”
I was so embarrased! How can I scare her away with my human cooing, “you’re so cute, Susi-boo!” No cat will take me seriously now. And I could’ve sworn I heard a snicker from “Mama” when I turned to go inside and see if my food dish had refilled. It has not been a good day. My reputation is ruined! So, I did what any self respecting cat would do, and I went inside to eat and take a long nap.
Later, I decided to hang out in the front yard to avoid running into “Mama”- and Twilight came to try and make me play. Not a good move.
Of course, right when I was about to smack Twilight, that darn human intervened again! She just isn’t cooperating at all today.
We fought over the Tiny Human. It started with The Tiny One wanting to play with me with my new wand toy. But Twilight decided she wanted the Tiny One all to herself…
That saucer of milk never happened. The “talk” did. It went like this;
After careful consideration, Twilight decided she’d rather go outside and play, so she did.
Meanwhile, while she went outside, I made a point of letting the Tiny One know I would love to play with her while Twilight was out. I’d even be helpful and take care of any stray treats she had laying around someplace neglected and forgotten. I knew the Tiny One is very conscientious and would want to help keep things clean, so I felt it would be rude to not offer my assistance. She agreed.
Thirty or so treats later, she decided we’d rather play than tidy up, and I agreed, since the chicken bites were looking almost empty.
The problem with the Tiny One playing with me though, is that her attention is too easily diverted to the swingset in the backyard. Pretty soon, she ditched me to go outside and play with the Can Opener and her sister. And the Human’s sister gave the little One a monkey to play with. And then, right after that, Sheba came out to play with her and her monkey. Just my luck!
I decided to take my nap- but Twilight had come in and took MY SPOT! *sigh*
This diet the human Can Opener has me on has gotten old. I got desperate and Twilight and I had an emergency consultation. She gave me a few hints, and I applied every single one of them Tuesday when the Critters were here last.
I very carefully timed my plan, and just as I’d hoped, around the Tiny One’s naptime, Tuesday, I saw the Can Opener starting to rush around to finish up lunch and get things ready for nap-time, and since the Big Critter was at the desk attending her live classes, I wound myself around her feet, and let her know I wanted to be put on the boppy that is on top of the desk to “keep her company” while she did her schoolwork.
Of course, this worked like a charm, but what she didn’t think of, is that I could see the bag of treats had been left on the desk earlier. I had a plan to make sure she noticed it and put “cat” + “treats” together, and got the right equation. You know, that girl is good at math!
As I had hoped, the Can Opener had lost track of time while helping the littlest Critter with her schoolwork, lunch, and getting ready for naptime, and said yes…
This morning I bolted outside as soon as my Can Opener got up, and after playing by the stream for a couple of hours, I came inside to find Sushi freshly groomed and medicated, snoozing on Mom’s lap. I could tell Mom had been through a battle to give her the eye medicine, and probably could use some stress relief.
I noticed Mom’s coffee cup was empty (unthinkable!), so I sniffed at it to suggest she get up for a refill. Once she had successfully moved the boulder (Sushi) off her lap (as it complained and growled), I ran ahead of her into the kitchen where the blue feather thingie she just bought for Sushi happened to be laying on the couch. (*Hint, Hint)*
She had to wait for her coffee to brew, so she took time to play with me! I’ve missed playing with her so much!
I could tell she’s missed playing with me, too. But things have gotten very crazy around here lately, and it’s been hard for her to have the opportunity. I was so happy, when her coffee was ready, and she kept on playing with me instead of getting back to what she had been doing!
I’m so happy that we finally had some time to play together. The Can Opener enjoyed watching me have fun and I enjoyed hearing her laugh at my friskiness. Just so you know, you humans are all wound up lately and your kitties (and Creatures)- can feel it too. Give yourself a break for a few minutes every day to stop for a bit and just enjoy them. It’s medicine for both of you.
Honestly, I didn’t know it was possible. But she did it. She got a new toy for Sushi (since the flopping fish freak her out and she won’t play with them) – and Sushi pounced on it right away- (that means within 10 minutes). For Sushi that is “right away!”
Of course, I had to check out the feather thingie myself- just to make sure it’s of appropriate quality for her to play with. When I saw that it passed inspection, I went out to chase mice, and decided to let Sushi play with it since she’s too slow disinterested to catch mice.
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!
Twilight has a boyfriend now. He’s a Seal Point Siamese that lives a few streets away, and at first she used to run from him. Now she watches for him to come serenade her at the bedroom window then gives the human the big blue eyes to let her out. That’s why I’m posting so much lately- she’s always running around with Romeo. I hate to tell the guy, but he won’t get anywhere with her, because she’s been “fixed.” But at least meanwhile, it keeps her from pestering me to play with her!
Speaking of playing, the Critters are running circles around me all day long and can’t keep their sticky little paws off me.
I love the Critters, but the minute my paws touch the carpet they both drop everything in unison and race to sit in the floor beside me and compete to scratch my back and pet my head, and beg the Can Opener to let them give me treats.
Sounds heavenly, right? Not if you’re a sleepy cat who just wants some peace and quiet. And on top of that, the Can Opener put me on a diet so now the Critters arent’ allowed to load me up with treats 6 times a day anymore.
SIX TIMES A DAY (x 2 CRITTERS)- THAT’S 12 EXTRA TREATS A DAY I’M MISSING OUT ON! THIS HAS TO STOP!
I mean, Seriously? How much is a cat supposed to endure in 9 lives?
So, Here’s my “plan A” – (I won’t need a plan B)…
I’ll act like I’m starving first thing in the morning and keep yelling for food (after I’m fed). I’ll let the human put my eye medicine in (she’ll give me treats for letting her put the medicine in without shredding her)….
Then when the Critters get here, I’ll wait til the littlest one has her running all over the place, then I’ll go to the biggest one and give her the eyes and convince her I haven’t been fed or given treats yet. She’ll be heartbroken for me, and wait for a chance to sneak me another feeding and some more treats while the human is taking care of the first catasrophe the little one makes.
Then I’ll go to Human #2 (the backup Can Opener), and snuggle him and he’ll give me treats- then while the Can Opener is still working on breakfast and tea time snacks, and planning lunch, I’ll go wind around her ankles acting as pathetic and hungry as possible. If I time it just right, she’ll think she was so busy with the little Critter that she forgot to feed me, and she’ll feed me again. Or, better yet, she’ll let the big Critter “help” – and she’ll feed me twice what the Can Opener will. And sneak me more treats. Purrfect!
Then during tea time, and lunch, the Can Opener will be so busy she won’t notice that I’m eating Twilight’s food.
That’ll get me through breakfast and lunch. Then when the little one goes to sleep for her nap, I’ll climb up on the biggest Critter and start the process all over again. She falls for it every time! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! She might even load me up with Redi Whip!
It’s all because the Vet said I need to go on a diet.
I’m not sure whether I should be happy or hissed. Because, the surprise was supposed to help me lose weight. I know my humans love me as I am- but the vet said I need to lose weight, so they’re looking for ways to get me moving. Purrsonally, I love sleeping. That’s moving- (I stretch and twitch my whiskers when I dream)!
This is what they came up with. I would’ve preferred a big steak. It’s easier.
I found out soon after the first encounter that there’s not one fish, but two.
Oh joy. They expect me to tackle it. But although it looks like a fish, it doesn’t SMELL like a fish. Who do they think they’re fooling? But, since I’m bored out of my mind, and the humans bought it for me to play with, I’ll humor them…. maybe they’ll give me a bucket of treats when I play enough.
For now, That fish wore me out. I need a nap. I earned it.