Thursday, May 26, 2005
The purple harness
Me on the prowl outside.
So mom likes to put this terrible restraint on me when we go out. It just doesn't seem fair when a guy like me wants and smells freedom. I even learned to say 'out'. Really! I didn't like mom putting that loop around my neck at first. She had to teach me to get use to it. I eventually did after many reward sessions. The part that goes under my tummy is another story. I want to nip her or the guys when they fasten that hook! But I know I get to go out into the big world. When I haven't been out for a while I come to a halt at the door. The noise of the cars and trucks kinda scares me. Then I get use to it all except for really big bangs and rattles of heavy equipment. That almost scares the poo out of me.
I take in too big of a sniff sometimes and then I feel a sneeze coming on. People think it's so funny when cats sneeze for some reason. Then I either lay, roll in dust or hunt out some grass to chew on. Mom says the grass will make me throw up, but I love it so much!
The other day mom had me near her when she was weeding and planting and extended my leash a few feet. She said I was being 'bad', worse than Sean was when he was little. I was trying to sit on the outside of the basement windowsill and got all tangled in a bush. Then I walked on the handle of the garden cart. Mom tried to keep me out for about 15 minutes but I was too edgy and wouldn't lay down. Then I get tossed in the front door and cry 'out' again 10 minutes later. I promise I will be good, I really do!
Tuesday, May 24, 2005
I'm a ladies man
Last year at my yearly vet's appointment, I decided not to freak out and after sniffing around the doggie smelling exam table, I decided to 'sphinx out'. That of course means to sit with all my feet tucked under similar to an Egyptian sphinx statue. Well you know what I mean, correct? I saw mom and Sean relax and breath a sign of relief. I knew I felt fine and was on the trim side, so I let that lady vet (one of the three lady vets) poke and even give me a needle, I was going home! No neutering (I blocked that nightmare from my mind). So because I was so calm, I started to purr a little. Well, didn't all the people there just think I was too cute?! I was petted like crazy and told I was pretty. And when it was time to go home, I walked right back into that cramped little carrier. I still cried going home as I had going there, but that's me. Maybe this year I will 'act up' a bit. It's good to keep them on their toes.
Friday, May 20, 2005
Interesting...kinda goes with the photo below it
It is good luck to make friends with strange cats.
Colonial American proverb
(I have a great daily cat calendar that was given to me by my friend Karin for Christmas. Karin has 3 kitties herself).
Colonial American proverb
(I have a great daily cat calendar that was given to me by my friend Karin for Christmas. Karin has 3 kitties herself).
My first photo in my new home...
I was taken in as a stray back in August, 2002. Lucky for them I was a neutered stray. See how cute I am and how much trust I have in my eyes?
Favorite hiding places
I know mom is about to go to bed between 12-1 am (what a night owl!) So my interior alarm clock tells me I better hide before I get put down the basement. This is if I'm not zonked out somewhere. I either go under the lounge chair (I've been caught heading under there one too many times). I'll sleep under the fairly new sofa too. Most times I am whisked out of my cozy Cossy bed (see photo below) and put down the cave until Sean lets me up at 6:30 am. I swear if you let me stay up I wouldn't walk all over you at 3 am or pee anyplace I'm not suppose to-well maybe!
Thursday, May 19, 2005
Are these for me?
I always think bouquets are for me and need to sniff the heck out of them.
Cardinals look so delish!
I was rolling in the dust on the sidewalk minding my own business when a sharp chirping distracted me from killing my imaginary fleas. There was a bright red bird with a pointed head and black beak just a few feet from me in the evergreen tree. I felt all weird and this noise came out of me and made my teeth chatter. I should have tried to hold it in, because the bird got away! Blasted instinct!
Then mom got mad because of my dust bath and started wiping me off! How dare she!!!! I started to roll again and she scooped me up and tossed me in the door. The end of my adventure for the day.
Then mom got mad because of my dust bath and started wiping me off! How dare she!!!! I started to roll again and she scooped me up and tossed me in the door. The end of my adventure for the day.
Tuesday, May 17, 2005
Weird things I have eaten...
2 black beans (just today out of the southwestern salad mom made)
Muncho and potato chips
flaked coconut(the first day I came here, mom had tossed it for the birds)
avocado
French fries
and canned whipped cream!!
I almost took off this afternoon. I was watching mom plant flowers and all of a sudden she jumped up and ran in the house (bathroom issue). My window of opportunity was there when the screen door didn't close all the way. I got out to 'freedom' and was half way down the path when Sean drove up and grabbed me. Darn! I could have eaten grass to my heart's content.
Heaven, I'm in heaven!
Monday, May 16, 2005
Who to chose?
So here I am with that blasted rose. Think I like being a bachelor. Maybe I'll give it back to mom. Hope she doesn't mind that I chewed on it a bit.
Terrible ordeal
So they left me in the basement for 4 days last week while they went 'on vacation'. Some vacation for me! I had my 'real' litterbox plus this half-arsped one made out of a big gift box. Now the old man knows I can't perch on the edge of a flimsy cardboard box to piddle. I didn't even do one squirt in that fake box. My red box was getting really nasty by the 4th day. Not by what I could sniff out, but mom and Sean said it was stinky down there when they finally graced me with their presence. So what if I had three beds and 2 scratching posts? And what was the deal with ALL that dry food? Geez, I was starving by the time they got in. And talk about smelling weird. I couldn't smell myself on any of them! Mom thought it was funny to leave me her pillowcase. Yeah, that really helped when I hacked up a hairball Sunday night. Some comfort. Not a whiff of catnip anywhere either. And don't let me forget about the radio! They left it on and it kept me awake!
I do love them all though, especially the soft lady with the high voice. I'd take two of her if I could. I'm a big ol' softie.
I do love them all though, especially the soft lady with the high voice. I'd take two of her if I could. I'm a big ol' softie.
Sunday, May 15, 2005
Cosmo the extraordinary kitty
My mom thinks I'm a kitty worthy of my own blog. She just took some cool photos today (me as the cat 'bachelor'-can you believe her?) She's off to mom-mom's, but she will post more later.
