Tweet Tweet

Mom wasn't at the computer last night so I just decided I was going to join Twitter! SHE tweets, I heard her, so I want to go there too and jump on that little blue bird. Why should she have all the fun!? If you want to see my little attempt, it is http://twitter.com/MissusCatt

I am not good at it yet so I only follow her right now and one of her blog friends. I am learning and I can't ask mom because then she will know I got on and did my own page just like I did this one. She doesn't have a clue. Poor Mom.

I was busy all day long sleeping up in her bed. Wanna see? Look at my picture.

I love all my new friends and thank you all for coming to my tea party. You all looked just gorgeous. So did I of course.

Love and purrs,

Admiral Hestorb

Hibernation

It sure is chilly outside. Well, I assume it is, since I am safely ensconced here in my royal quarters. When the door opens when one of my servants enters or exits my home, I can feel the cold air. Makes me glad that I am an indoor queen instead of an outdoor one. But, I still feel like hibernating for the winter. That must be why I sleep so much. My cat naps allow me to rest up for spring but also meditate on my plans for conquest. Those wacky squirrels will be back in the spring to face off against the bird feeder and my leadership skills and my fluffy strategies will be put to a difficult challenge. Will I save the birdseed? Only time will tell.....zzzzzzZZZZZZzzzzzzz.........

O be Joyful!

I had such a happy wonderful Christmas and Santa Claws was so good to me. He brought me my exquisite tea set and some Friskies Party Mix too..there was nothing else to do but throw a party!!! Mama bought some cat cookies too~ She did. No..wait..that was Santa Claws that brought them.

He filled my stocking with Party Mix, Cat Cookies, a new toy to whap around and bite..and the piece de resistance...a case of my three favorite flavors of fancy Feast! I was a VERY good kitty, wasn't I?

I have learned there are other kitty's out there who have their own laptops as I do and I have just loved getting to know them. They are all beautiful and awesome!

At my next Cat Party, we are having Mouse Pops to go with the Party Mix and Cookies. Please to come?

Catnip Tea, Anyone?

I am delighted to share one of my fabulous Christmas presents with my blog family. My servant gifted me this fabulous tea set. I am excited to have this, as now I can have cat parties and serve catnip tea with fresh cream for all of my guests. Who wants to come over for some? Mouse biscotti will accompany the tea and good conversation.

Ho Ho Ho! Meowy Christmas!

And to all a furry night....


XOXOXO,
The Admiral

Please be advised...Admiral on Deck with an Announcement

I have updated my profile and I hope you will wish to learn more about me and how I live when I'm not sailing the seven seas. There are many pictures throughout the blogs of my glorious self if you care to look.

Right now I am in the process of learning about my other fur friends who were kind and came to see me. I hope we can add one another to one another's page and be one snuggly cat family.

I am so busy hiding behind the furniture right now and under mommy's bed that I haven't been able to visit more than a few but as soon as these people leave!!! I will have time to settle here on..I mean BY the keyboard and visit my new fur friends.

Purrs and lickies

The Admiral

My Peace Will Be Ending (before 24 hrs. are up).

Mama said that her son and grandson will be here tomorrow evening. Less than 24 hours away because she has already planned their supper. That means that my napping in the big rocking chair with my teddy bear and my dolly are over and here I just got started again after a year of not napping there. The rocker is in the spare room where her grandson stays when he's here and even if mom moved it, I would not sleep in it anywhere else. Why? Because I require peace and quiet to nap. I am a single cat and much coddled and spoiled. This house is my entire world except when I am out at sea of course..sailing. If someone other than her oldest son is here, I get nervous and feel as though I have to sleep under her bed and I stay there most of the day trying to avoid contact with the others. Her oldest boy loves me and comes to see me all the time. Her other two boys seldom see me..so I have to get used to them all over again each time.

I am an older sailor..12 years old so I must be accommodated. Mom said so.

She finally read the Sunday paper after several trips to the grocery store gathering up supplies.
Me..I have been guarding the house...fooling the unwary by watching thru my closed eyelids. Nothing gets past me, let me tell you.

I will show you how adorable I am with my chair.

Friday...a Day of Repose

Of course, every day is a day of repose. That's my job.

I laid in the bed with mama last night and she was so tired she fell asleep with the light on. I was snuggled deep into her neck and shoulder. For some reason, after a strong dream whereupon I kicked mom..I woke and looked startled. I made some soft, high pitched sounds..like protestations and came to my feet and left though I was wobbly with sleep. She hated to see me go but she got to turn out the light and more importantly get comfortable by turning over whereupon she went right to sleep again.

In her blog she told about how she and a friend went out to eat and they went to a new to her, restaurant Luckily for me, she left my supper out so I was not hungry waiting for her to return. To hear her tell it, that was a restaurant among restaurants for home cooked style foods of a Southern fashion.

I got combed again last evening..that's all I care about. You should feel my fur. Like cashmere and silk.

Today is Monday

As you can see to the left..lunch is there at the drive in. All I have to do is get the window up. I slept most of the week, day and night. I had to catch up from the trauma of that horrid vet visit where I felt they were about to de-fur me. They got off so much fur from that bath, I am half the beauty I was. Of course that means I look more slender. :-) Mom should be so lucky.

However, all rested up I sounded reveille at 0545! That was not welcome I could tell. I stopped for a little while but announced reveille again and again till she gave up. SO..while she tried to catch up on sleep over the weekend..that was it. BUT I am not announcing sports and news in the middle of the night any more. (I hope).

I spent the day exploring under her bed. No idea what spooked me but when she opened the hall closet, I jumped to the wrong conclusion that she was going to take me to the Vet again. That was silly of me I found as she was just going to the dermatologist. She had some spots he said would be a problem down the road, frozen off. She asked him why her right quarter panel as she called it (her upper back shoulder area) was so aggravatingly itchy. Found out she had a severe dermatitis and now she has something for it. Only she would suffer that itchiness for months and not go. And she thinks *I* am bad about the doctor.

I'm hollering in the living room..mom will go see why. Byy.

My attitude is softening

Yesterday was a full day of recovery. I said nothing..did nothing and spent the day sleeping to recover from being so badly used. (The Vet visit with the surprise bath) Mom said that it will have to be an emergency before I have another one! My doctor told my mom I needed one badly and I really did though neither of us knew that until I came home much thinner what with the old OLD underfur gone, and just the new there. And I am as silky as a piece of the Emperor's robe. Before I was only soft.

I surprised mom by coming into her room right after she went to bed and climbed up to be on her chest. Then, I eased on down to her neck and shoulder as in old times. I knew she would be happy and after all we both went thru I gave her the gift of me. I stayed over an hour snugged up tight to her and then I left..not to say a word ALL night..just at 0630 as always, I sounded reveille. That's my job.

I have not been laying by the water dish any more. I suppose it could be thought now that since I have had my allergy shot I no longer itch miserably and me..being a sea faring kitty thought water would help..alas it did not. But my proximity to water all the time was worrying mom. I was seeking relief and neither of us knew it.

Mom is sleepy though as the night before, she was awake frequently wondering if I was OK after the trauma I went thru. Last night, she didn't sleep much because her oldest was home and she stayed up to talk to him. I woke her early anyway.

Thought I would say that mom is OK again in my book. For now. I know she dreads when I have to go back for a shot (not a bath..but I will only remember the bath).

Bye for now. I am in my fleece bed and this is being written by a servant from my notes.

Avast!

Mud

Mom's name is mud. I can't bring myself to forgive her. I hope she enjoyed her ill gotten gain of a peaceful nights sleep at MY expense. I didn't say a word and I'm not going to say a word!

I came home still wet as I fought like a tiger when they tried to dry me. They got my front end done..the rest was pitifully wet and even when she went to bed (I would not deign to join her!) I was still very very damp despite hours of being home. The Vet Tech said I nailed her twice when she tried!

I feel better as I have not lifted a foot to scratch anything. My fur feels like silk but what I had to endure...was it worth it? Mom feels badly but I know she's glad I'm not suffering with my horrendous allergies now. 6 weeks from now I will need another shot. I'll make it as hard as I can on her..now more than ever! I'd rather have had my standard blood yest (I didn't have to yesterday) than go thru THAT again. I refused to let her even put a comb to my coat this morning. Is she KIDDING!?

I'm home then, and I am mad. Mad mad mad.
Here I am looking very damp on her bed (I left when she wanted to snuggle!) and not beautiful as usual. How dare she!

Vet

Mom took me, after tricking me to get me in my carrier, to that awful Vet place and I cried and moaned..really. Made her feel like the heel she is for doing that to me.

The Vet said I had to stay for the afternoon as my allergies are so fired up that mom can't groom me and so my fur became matted where she didn't know about it..and it is greasy. I am horrified and scandalized to know I have...KITTY dandruff too because of not being groomed since I bit mom (I was so ashamed) badly 2 times when she continued to try 3 days in a row. Know if I was in my right mind I would never have done that. It happened before I could stop myself and I immediately tried to make it up to her with head butts and licking. Hence, the Vet appt. and I have to be bathed!!! And my flank shaved some with mats she had no idea were there and my skin is so sensitive I need extra treatment. Mama cam get me this afternoon later. I get my allergy shot too.

I slept in the crook of mom's shoulder last night till misery woke me and I got up..and alas...I cried most of the night. BUT now I am at my doctor's and so I hope to come home much relieved physically if very mad at mom.

I weigh anchor shortly so this had better work.

glad to say

I am pleased to say that when mom went to bed at 2045, I felt terrible! The light was well out before 2100 hrs. I slept and so did she. I never said a word all night. Now tonight..I'm afraid that's another thing but she said she felt like a million dollars this morning.

My name is mud,

Mom did all she said she was going to but: She only thought she latched the door tightly. She did not and 0244 found me at her door, trying to get it opened. She heard me of course and got up..swung the door wide whereupon I commenced to calling low and loudly.

She is now convinced that it is my allergies making me itch so miserably and my asthma. Trying to get me to the Vet is one of life's worst experiences, trust me on this. But if she hopes to sleep, it has to happen. I need my shots. If that doesn't work..then she is at her wits end. I however have slept most of the day as I was up all night. Mom..she was up all night and all day.

I would quit this behavior if I could. I think BeanTown Boy had it when he said Battle fatigue and caring for the entire Continent of North America. It's hard on me.

She is so headachy and exhausted now at 2049 hrs she is going to bed. Who knows how that will go. Poor Mom.

I think I'm Toast

Mom is super mad at me this time and after she writes this I heard her mutter that she is getting out the pointy bottomed mats and laying them in front of the hall door and I will be on the other side of it. She does that to keep me from attempting to "dig" under the door to get down the hallway where she is. I tore brand new expensive carpet when it wss first put in and I was calling out while she tried to sleep during the day whole on midnight shifts. She got the car mats right away; That fixed my wagon. Eventually she was able to leave the hall door open for me. I seem querulous in my older age now.

I am afraid I called out for NO reason at all last night so many times she barely got an hour uninterrupted sleep all night. So, the mats are coning out of the closet..her slippers will be stationed on the living room side of the door so she herself can walk over the points of the mats and I guess I will just be mad all night in the living room and kitchen.
So I am walking the plank. :-(

Oh, my GOODNESS!

Oh my goodness..you will never ever guess what happened yesterday! Give up? I will tell you.

*I*, the Admiral got my very own, addressed to ME Christmas card. I did. I really really did! I was thrilled..Mom was thrilled. I have never gotten a Christmas card in my lives. I'm on my seventh now so that is a long time! But a dear friend of Mom comes by to see what I have to say (to counterbalance what Mom says on her blog about me) and is enchanted enough with me and so bedazzled by my great beauty and sweet purrsonality that she actually and really sent me a CARD! How great is THAT? I bet you didn't get one but I did! I have it over where me and her can see it.
I just wanted you to know that someone likes me despite my naughtiness.

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Close Call

If Mom was the type..I came close to being given the ol' Heave Ho. Not really, but she was darned mad at me the week her sons were here. I announced my displeasure at closed doors throughout the house at night many times and loudly. Every night. I made sleeping a misery and there was nothing she could do. I found it in my heart to feel sorry for her as she is the one who suffered the most what with worrying that the others were disturbed. And they were. They heard me very well. But they went back to sleep in between my shout-outs whereas she could not except to doze occasionally. I knew she was sleepy every day but I have been unable to help myself.

The doors are all opened again as of last night so I had nothing to say until I got her up. She declared that she will have to go to bed at 9 each night for awhile to catch up as she is still sleepy when she gets up. I have about come to the conclusion that if I could change my behaviors I would. Poor mom.

She is headed out to the Salon and leaving me to my own devices in a while. She was on the floor playing hide and seek with me awhile ago. You take a stick that used to hold feathers on the end and put it under my sleeping rug and move it enticingly underneath. I attack..and it all gets repeated. What FUN!

I hope I don't have to walk the plank though..I am trying to make it up by being charming.

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