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I have to retrain the Human.

It’s been busy around here today. AGAIN! And I want my cuddle time!

I’m claiming my play and snuggle time now!

Our human Can Opener is doing well, but has been busy cleaning up a big mess in the kitchen for the last two days. That’s because there was a bad problem under the kitchen sink, and the management is installing a new kitchen sink and new countertops- and the human is delighted about that- but not too crazy about all the dust and sawdust that seems to find its way all over everything no matter how hard the workers (and she) works to keep it at bay.

Today she was coughing constantly (while they were working)- but she’s not sick. So after they left, she declared war on the dust- she has been cleaning ever since they left today. She did the same thing yesterday too. But they’re coming back to “finish up” tomorrow!

I’ve been calling to her to stop and baby me, and let me tell you, if I had a treat for every time she said to me yesterday and today, “Okay Sushi- give me a few more minutes…” I’d be sitting on a mountain of treats higher than Mount Everest!

So I’m taking matters into my own paws now!

Twilight and I had a discussion today- (well, I talked, she slept)… but still- as soon as she wakes up, we’re going to put a stop to all this cleaning, because we want our cuddles and our routine back more than the Can Opener wants her kitchen back, and everything put back where it belongs. Any ideas?


Sushi’s Diet Chronicles

I’m exhausted after my “workout” – I worked so hard watching the Can Opener do hers- now I need a nap!

Note to Can Opener: I don’t do diets!

I know the Can Opener thinks it’s important to exercise and watch your diet. But I do ‘watch’ my diet. I watch it sit there in the bowl until I devour it!

But after that, the bowl is empty, so what the flea and I supposed to be “watching?”

Oh- maybe this is what she means about ‘watching my diet’-

Fine- I’ll leave the pickles (and mustard) off my burgers.

And I don’t get why she is always trying to make me exercise. I do exercise! Do you have any idea the amount of energy it takes to snore? It’s exhausting!

But I do exercise in other ways—when she’s not looking- (because she doesn’t like it when I do this- so I do it in the middle of the night while she’s sleeping- that way she thinks Twilight did it)…

I’ll never tell…

And this counts as exercise…

But she’ll never catch me doing it…
I’ve even tried fishing- but the fish fights back!

Honestly, I don’t know what kind of exercise she expects a slender 17.9 pound cat to do! But I have found one exercise I really love to do…

Becoming a speed bump!

Those critters need something to stop them on those noisy scooters! 😹



I’m giving the Can Opener a break- for tonight!

Not that she deserves it, mind you- but I want treats!

That Dang Vet told her to cut back my treats!

This is because at my last visit, I had gained weight- (because of that steroid shot they gave me last summer)- so the Can Opener doesn’t let me “free feed” anymore- now I get fed at specific times of day (on the Can Opener’s open schedule)- I’ll starve!!!!

I think I’ve already lost a few precious ounces… my paws feel smaller- I think that’s enough- besides, when she brushes me, she brushes off at least 3 pounds of my fur- and I’m sure some of that has to be Twilight’s fur that just kind of landed on me when she walked by.

So if part of my “weight” is just fur- and if most of that is Twilight’s fur that just settles on me when I’m minding my own business, sleeping in the carpet… then WHY am I on a diet?

I think she should just suck Twilight up in the vacuum and I’ll immediately lose weight. Think she’ll believe me?

Me either- But tomorrow I’m going to try to convince her. Meanwhile, I’m going to cuddle her tonight and be really, really sweet- maybe she’ll cut me some slack in the morning and load me up on treats!

After all, it’s not my fault that I’m 17 pounds of pure love!
There’s always option two….

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 sees the Vet

I would laugh, but the Can Opener would take away my treats…

Our Can Opener can’t let me post right now because she has an appointment this morning- but she promised to let me post after that.

Unfortunately, I have to be nice to Sushi for a while- but believe me, I’ll make up for it later! Mol 😹

What was that about “being nice to me for a little while??” I can still sit on you, you know.

Sunday Saint

I told you, Mom.

I’ve been telling Mom I’m not the brat Sushi says I am

But she didn’t believe me until the halo appeared over my cute little head as she was loving on me this morning. See? I really AM a cute little saint! Sushi still has a different opinion, but well, (how do I say this nicely)??- She’s a tortoiseshell, and well, you know…. they’re a little neurotic…

What was that Twilight? Did you say I’m NEUROTIC?
I’m going to sharpen my teeth, and when I’m done, You’re going to be in TROUBLE!
NO! Of course not! I said, “the human needs a narcotic!” Get your hearing checked, will ya,?

Image by OpenClipart-Vectors from Pixabay

Well, time for me to go find my Mama!! See ya!


Sunday Sushi Snaps

Ahhh. A nice, hot morning. Love the sunbath.

Enjoying my nice calm, Sunday morning…

Sitting under my favorite bush so I can bask in the warm sunlight this morning while my Can Opener had her coffee and devotion. The morning is my favorite time of the day- because its quiet and the sun is just warm enough to feel good without being too hot, and the neighborhood is still peaceful. But then,…

Yep! Sushi came out to hog my favorite spot. Good thing that bush is huge.

She sure is a fussy thing. All I did was try to play. Geez! I think I’ll go look for someone else to play with!