Wednesday, August 31, 2005
Sitting on the moon
My mom likes to play with her Paint Shop Pro 7 program once in a while. She made this last year. I was actually sitting in the back window watching her paint that bedroom in the original photo. What happened to my tail?
Tuesday, August 30, 2005
What I did in a former life
Cool cat named Isis
Shop owner survives like his cat
A black cat who survived 45 days in a shipping container
sat watch over the New York shop whose owner
survived two gunshots to the chest. Police were searching
for a suspect shown in surveillance videotapes.
The man bought a beer at a shop across the street from
Farshad Eshghi's Tasti-D-Lite candy store -- before
entering the candy store and firing two shots. The
52-year-old Iranian immigrant was in serious condition at
Bellevue Hospital, the New York Daily News reported. The
suspect was seen running down the street with a stuffed
dog from the shop, the New York Post reported. Eshghi's
cat, Isis, then sat guard over the empty shop. Eshghi had
earlier credited the cat for bringing him the good luck
of buying the business and a house. A rug merchant friend
gave Eshghi the black feline, who survived 45 days in a
shipping container sent to the United States from Iran.
A black cat who survived 45 days in a shipping container
sat watch over the New York shop whose owner
survived two gunshots to the chest. Police were searching
for a suspect shown in surveillance videotapes.
The man bought a beer at a shop across the street from
Farshad Eshghi's Tasti-D-Lite candy store -- before
entering the candy store and firing two shots. The
52-year-old Iranian immigrant was in serious condition at
Bellevue Hospital, the New York Daily News reported. The
suspect was seen running down the street with a stuffed
dog from the shop, the New York Post reported. Eshghi's
cat, Isis, then sat guard over the empty shop. Eshghi had
earlier credited the cat for bringing him the good luck
of buying the business and a house. A rug merchant friend
gave Eshghi the black feline, who survived 45 days in a
shipping container sent to the United States from Iran.
Stropping
Ok, this has nothing to do with 'dingleberries'.
It's on the cat calendar-
"Stropping," the act of sharpening a knife is often used to describe the way a cat sharpens its claws.
Stropping is my favorite activity. I have two places to sharpen mine-on a triangle shaped roped covered post and one made from cardboard. All the trouble I go to and mom snips off the tips of my claws! This makes me really angry and I want to bite her and I put my teeth on her hand. Mom thinks I am left-pawed as those claws are usually short and my right paws claws are sharper and longer. Interesting.
It's on the cat calendar-
"Stropping," the act of sharpening a knife is often used to describe the way a cat sharpens its claws.
Stropping is my favorite activity. I have two places to sharpen mine-on a triangle shaped roped covered post and one made from cardboard. All the trouble I go to and mom snips off the tips of my claws! This makes me really angry and I want to bite her and I put my teeth on her hand. Mom thinks I am left-pawed as those claws are usually short and my right paws claws are sharper and longer. Interesting.
Saturday, August 27, 2005
Stowaway next time?
Tuesday, August 23, 2005
Super balls in a jar
Here I am playing with what is left of Sean's super ball collection. I think I lost half the jar!
Sunday, August 21, 2005
I made the cover of...
Thursday, August 18, 2005
Coming to terms with the whiz whiz
Man, I hate that 'whiz whiz'-the vacuum. It is horribly noisy and it has the nerve to smell like me! They leave it out and I can't even stand to walk past it. Mom says to me 'Cos-become one with the vacuum' and I usually hiss at it! Why would I become one with this thing that sounds likes a wild bird that never stops wailing? Yet, I'll come to terms with it by peeing on it and seeing it on the trash heap!
I am not a stud...
But thanks for thinking I am one Caiti from Illinois. (Sadly I am fixed).
Sister, I love your green eyes and stripes! Wonder why?
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
Hey guys, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings...
From Uncle W out in California...
Boris Gudenov was looking at Cosmos' blog, and was disheartened that his
brother under the fur didn't show a picture of him.
So he insisted I take one of him the next time he was on the scanner, and
include one from his brother Rustoleum.
Here are his boys. And do you think Boris looks like me? I think he has copper color eyes not green like me. : )
Boris Gudenov was looking at Cosmos' blog, and was disheartened that his
brother under the fur didn't show a picture of him.
So he insisted I take one of him the next time he was on the scanner, and
include one from his brother Rustoleum.
Here are his boys. And do you think Boris looks like me? I think he has copper color eyes not green like me. : )
Comic Relief for cats
And mom's favorite Looney Tunes character. She said a lot of people didn't know this kitty's name! Oh shame!
Monday, August 15, 2005
On my mom's lap
That's right! It's the softest lap in southeastern, PA. See her hand there? I visit it quite often. If the guys whistle or call me and are in the vicinity of the kitchen, off I bounce and mom says ouch! Most times I just cuddle with her. I won't cuddle with the guys, you understand it's a baby boy and mommy thing, right?
Friday, August 12, 2005
So true...
"As we all know, cats now rule the world." - John R.F. Breen
(Now why would this gentleman say this?)
(Now why would this gentleman say this?)
From a pal in Long Island...
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
In Memory of Koshka or Pook
Not many kitties live to be 16 yrs old. The above photo of the kitty in the middle did live to be an old gentleman. His mommy said he was the runt of the litter and that she bottle fed for a while after she adopted him. Lari and Chispa are the black cats. I liked his furry horns in the front there. He must have been a devilish guy. : )
Auntie C said that Pook got his wings. I hope Aunt K is feeling better now. Lots of kitty kisses.
Monday, August 08, 2005
My new perch
Here I am on the new perch right next to mom and dad's bed!
Doesn't it look like a lacey canapy bed? With a few adjustments to
the support brackets, I can really check out everything in the back
yard. In fact, I spent 4 hours on the perch yesterday. I am so
spoiled!
Doesn't it look like a lacey canapy bed? With a few adjustments to
the support brackets, I can really check out everything in the back
yard. In fact, I spent 4 hours on the perch yesterday. I am so
spoiled!
Alien Kitty!
Mom was playing with my ears and made my eyes all funny looking! Very comical, and a bit 'cosmic' too!My internet cat family
These are my cousins from all over the USA and even Ireland. Aren't they the coolest kitties you've ever seen?
Doesn't Koko from Ireland have pretty stripes? Check out those lovely cushions!
Doesn't Koko from Ireland have pretty stripes? Check out those lovely cushions!
Lella is a newer member of Auntie C and Uncle L's family in Ireland. What a slick coat!
Now Bomb Bomb from Philly wants to be the main course!
Sampson also from Philly is looking for something to play with! 
Pib from Illinois wants a drink maybe?
Smokey from Philly likes his mom's piano. His
mom even cross stitched a kitty on a piano piece!
Buzzy from Washington state is taking in the 'sometimes rays' out there.
Buzzy from Washington state is taking in the 'sometimes rays' out there.
Saturday, August 06, 2005
Meet my new cousin Langston!
Isn't he a cutie pie?Langston (named after the Black poet Langston Hughes-gee, Sean knew who that was) was adopted by my Uncle Donnie down in Florida. Seems that a lady's daughter where Don works hid having 'Dusty' from her dad. He found out and told her to get rid of him and take him to the p..... we cats can't even say the 'p' place. So Don decided to take in the renamed guy to be a pal for Baxter his Dalmation. There are only two kitties in the family and I am one of them. I wish them all luck and happiness.
Wednesday, August 03, 2005
Nabbed with a bag of 'cat hash'
Mom was coming in her darkened room after a shower, and I was crouched near her scale. I didn't want to get weighed or see her get weighed (ugh). I had found a bag of cat nip! I startled mom because she thought I was hiding in her room because I didn't feel well. She didn't know how good I was feeling actually! I was rubbing my head on that little bag of stash. She was laughing at me. Just for that, I left. I would get my revenge later. I went back in her room, torn open that bag of nip and I spread it all over her favorite throw rug! I pulled out a necklace, a sock and some papers! I had a jolly good old time in there. Later, mom found the nip all over the place and scolded me. That was after I had my munchie attack and begged for pieces of chocolate malted milkballs. Ahhh. I love the nip!
