|Friday, September 7th, 2012|
Last scritch on my head.
Find a happy place to lie.
Green fields wait somewhere.
|Sunday, April 29th, 2012|
|i Am In Big Trouble
I peed on the bed again today. I don't know why I did it, but my human is really mad. I had to run before he locked me in the bathroom. I'm hiding now.
This was a bad mistake.
|Sunday, March 11th, 2012|
What in the world did they think they were doing? They packed. They put out fresh food and water. They even put out a mattress pad for me to do my business on.
, they locked me in the little bedroom.
No food. No water. No cat pan.
Oh, well. A cat just has to make do.
So much for the bed.
|Friday, January 27th, 2012|
|Friday, December 17th, 2010|
Yes, I'm still around.
I don't like the winter snow.
Rub my fuzzy head.
|Wednesday, April 29th, 2009|
|Losing My Fur
Ok, I know
it's spring. I know
that I'm shedding. But if the older child is in the other room watching Piglet's Big Movie
and I'm taking advantage of the opportunity to sit on daisy_knotwise
's lap while she's sitting on the couch and to get some much
deserved attention, this does not
mean that the younger child is supposed to walk up and pull out loose hair in clumps! I ended up on Gretchen's shoulder and the baby was still
grabbing at my tail.
What's a self-respecting cat supposed to do? You can't bite them...
|Thursday, February 12th, 2009|
First, the one that runs around and chases me dumps my food into my water dish. Multiple times. Then she dumps my food into the toilet. Then she dumps formula powder into my water dish. The only good news is that the big loud one of my people yelled at her for that and she hasn't done it since.
So last night, the smaller big one of my people let me out, which was good, because the white stuff was finally off the ground. But did she remember to let me back in
I got to spend all night outside in the wind! Do you know how much I hate it when the wind goes whistling through my fur?
The big loud one finally let me in this morning on his way to work.
|Monday, August 11th, 2008|
|I'm Just Sayin'
Can't a guy have a night out now and then without it being a federal case?
The weather is lovely. What's wrong with a camp out?
Of course, since they didn't notice that I was gone 'till the second night I didn't show up at bedtime... Well they deserve the scare.
And the guilt is getting me lots of nice scritches.
Wake me when it's suppertime.
|Thursday, January 10th, 2008|
|Sunday, August 12th, 2007|
|Saturday, June 23rd, 2007|
|Doin' my job
The old cat is gone
My people are sad from loss
I sit with them, purr Current Mood: sympathetic
|Wednesday, April 25th, 2007|
I may be a cat
But the haiku that I write
Are better than that
|Thursday, March 29th, 2007|
|Saturday, March 17th, 2007|
I ask for pictures and what do I get? This!
You'd think he'd at least let me know that he was going to take the picture, but nooo!
. Just snap, snap, snap.
How's a cat supposed to look his best anyway?
|Thursday, February 15th, 2007|
I'm being abused.
vanished with the small human, but billroper
here and she rubbed my head, so that was ok.
But then they all
they closed the door to my bedroom so that I couldn't sleep on the bed, or on the bed in catalana
's room. I had to sleep in the crib! I blame Bilbo. I remember there was a lot of fussing about the bed when they came back from their last convention and something about bleeding all over the comforter. And he's the only one running around bleeding on everything.
came back and threw Bilbo into the bathroom and opened the door to my bedroom again. And he scratched my head, which was a good thing. And the next day, daisy_knotwise
came back with the small human and things were back to normal.
Except that it snowed! There's a foot of white stuff drifted outside the back door. Where's a self-respecting cat supposed to go?
|Sunday, December 3rd, 2006|
|Tuesday, November 28th, 2006|
|Thursday, November 23rd, 2006|
cooked the biggest chickadee I've ever seen for dinner! It was huge! And she gave me bits of it! (She gave bits of it to the other cat too, but that's not so important.)
All I want to know is who were they calling a turkey?
First, they run off for days
. Then, they come home with this little noisy thing
in tow. I'm not sure I approve.
But she has hands
, so maybe she'll figure out how to pet me properly as she gets older. You've got to get them early to train them properly
, you know.
|Tuesday, November 14th, 2006|
|Cat Haiku for November
Dark comes early now
A 'possum looks through the glass
I don't want to fight Current Mood: calm