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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.


The Sushi Diet Chronicles

I’m getting tired of this diet- and Twilight’s fat jokes.

This is MY bed. I’m a Queen- I need a Queen-sized bed.

I know that Twilight thinks she’s going to keep me out of this bed. But That little flea could sleep in a matchbox. I need a little more room to spread out in all my glory. Therefore, I NEED the Queen sized bed. If she tries to get on top of it- (like she plans to)- I’m going to wait for her to fall asleep, and reach up and bite her tail. Problem solved.

I mean, seriously- she’s 9 lbs. She’s the size of a hairball. Just look at her!

I could use a snack. Maybe I’ll just eat her.

Now, how do I get up on top of that desk shelf?


We had a long, fun day!

And now that Twilight’s out for the night,…

It’s my favorite time of the night- my calming ritual with the Can Opener. Dinner, eyes cleaned, brushing, treats, then cuddles while I listen to my favorite sleepytime video….

Purrfectly calming. Asleep in seconds.