Tortie Tuesday

Kitties..I got to play and play and play with my human brothers over Thanksgiving. I was so excited that I knocked my cube over once running into it. But my bean brother played fishie with me. Can you see my fishie?

I rule!

Just seconds before this was taken, Mom had been reading (you can see the light on the left) and her head was under that back leg of mine ...and there was a fluffy plume dangling over her head and hair and down onto her face. Prior to that, however, I thoroughly sniffed her hair and partially scented some of it before she raised her hand up to get me to quit. Some people are just not grateful for free, no obligation grooming! The nerve!! Her reward was the leg on her head and the tail down her face-- twitching occasionally. She gave up and let me have the chair..that's what I wanted anyway. The warmth of where she had been sitting was a bonus. I am a tough lady cat! I rule with no mercy. None at all. Especially at 0600 hrs.

How I Mess Over Mommy! By: The Admiral

Kitties!

Here's how I mess over my mommy. You can try it with yours. Loads of laughs for you and loads of guilt for her! That translates to more petting and a treat.

Here's what *I* do..maybe it will work for you. I have established this habit of going into the bathroom after my breakfast where the acoustics are absolutely FINE..and then, I commence to meowing as loudly as I can. I just do it..no reason. I can't count the fun I've had watching her coming down the hallway to see what is the matter when I first started this scam. Now, darn it anyway, she won't come to look any more. I cried "wolf" too often. So, she just lets me holler all I want to.

I developed a new twist to keep things interesting. I go to the bathroom, holler my lungs out and she's busy in the kitchen. What she doesn't know is...I have doubled my fun these past two mornings by creeping into the kitchen and taking up a position between her feets. Then, when she turns to do something..or takes a step..I can make a premium sounding squall and piteous sound. That gets me apologies, pets and a treat. I stay for all of that and I don't run away so I'm really not hurt (I ain't dumb!!) but watching her do the Texas Two Step is such fun! It sets the tone of the day.

Just thought I would share, Kitties.

Happy Thanksgiving

In giving thanks, me and mom want to say thank you for your friendship, purrs, chirping meows and head bonks. We love you too. Paw hugs and warm snuggles.

This is one of the bird TV channels I have and watch. I wish you were here with me watching too. This is where the Hummingbird Channel is.

BONKS xox

Admiral and her helper

Tortie Tuesday

My picture says it all.



Sun puddles R Us

Angie..

Angie has kindly featured one of my sons on her fun and fabulous blog in her feature Men Who Love Cats. I hope you enjoy reading about all the kitties and their human gentleman admirers. I loved going through the entire series so far. I hope many more men step up to the bat.

I should also say that the sweet boy there is a teacher now. :-) He's all grown up. And mommy loves him verra much same as all her boys.

If You're Furry....

Kitties!!!

"If you're furry and you know it say meow...if you're furry and you know it, say meow! If you're furry and you know it,then your plume will surely show it, if you're furry and you know it, say meow!"

That was composed and sent to my mom in an email by her oldest human son Erich yesterday and I asked her to share if with everyone 'cause I liked it.

Last evening, mom's son came to see us. He's still here for breakfast and he got to see ME...which is always a pleasure and I get lots of kisses and loves. But he got to see me in my new CUBE! Mommy hurried for the flashy box 'cause she never knows if that will be the last time I'll go in it or not. Things look good though for me to play and sleep in it.

Oh..and mom speaking here...I was talking to Teri of FurryDance last evening and she told me something she had heard in a seminar..that humans have pets because they stay children forever or words to that effect. How true it seems to me. We love our babies, whether kitties or woofies so much and they love us back with all their being no matter what. I know I have already written about this several times but I wanted to pass on that lovely bit of information that Teri of FurryDanceCats mentioned to me.

Mom..get off the keyboard and MY blog with your philosophizing! Here's the important part..ME in my cube! Rupert? Spitty?

Happy Furry Friday

I hope to have a Happy Furry Friday too. Mom had to go out way early this morning for a fasting lab test. To celebrate it all over for her, she stopped at the local Pet Supply store and while she was there to get me food, she succumbed to an impulse buy and got me a softly padded cube. When she got home, she put a little nip in there so I would be sure to notice it and investigate. I did both..and climbed on in. However after a few times doing that I climbed back out and I am in my rocking chair dictating to her from the spare bedroom.

I know mom is hoping I use the cube because it cost her a lot of green papers. We cats make up our minds on things like that as time passes so I can't say for sure if I will disappoint her once again or not.

Have a Furry Friday, Kitties. I wasn't able to post yesterday but I did come round and see some of you., Caught a few in their litterboxes..*red faced here*.

On Monday please come see mom's human son featured in Miss Angie's blog in an installment within a topic called "Men Who Love Cats". That's CatLadyLand.

Wednesday Whiffies!

I love my morning whiffies. After mom and I have our breakfast, she makes the bed if I allow her to (I am right back on it as I was in yesterday's photo..this is auto-writing) she gets dressed and sweeps the kitchen floor of tracked litter granules, takes out the trash and recyclables and then, when she comes back in, I am always there for my whiffies.

This is love...your mom holding the storm door open in winter or freezing weather to allow her furbaby, me, to have some premium whiffies. I stand and STAND there catching all the scents that come in through that inch she holds the door open for me.

Some folks would call me spoiled since the household revolves around me, but I call it love. ♥

Pee Ess: This is a freeze frame from my Hummingbird Channel. Mommy took the picture this past Spring. It'll start new shows in April.

My Goodness! A Certain Sameness...Sigh...

I got mom up..she fed me, herself, checked email and by 7 she was ready to make the bed and get dressed. I know her routine so after she opened the door for me to get some whiffies, I recognized what she was about to do as she started at the hallway to make her way down to our bedroom. I raced at top speed down the hall, bounded once up onto the chest at the foot of the bed..she was there too.,as we ran a race and she managed to get the blanket and sheet just so far up and that was it. I was then plopped smack in the middle.

There is a certain sameness to my days it seems. Run a foot race (I have the advantage with four feetsies) with mom to see who gets to the bed first, me or her..and then, as I always win of course, lay there till I am good and ready to leave.

I didn't even give her time to tighten the bottom sheet up to make it more comfy for me at night time..er..I mean her comfort, of course.

She crept in here a few minutes ago...disturbed me!!! and flashed that awful box at me! I think she's trying to embarrass me with this picture she is posting. A person might think this past few days that all I do is SLEEP!I keep her on my personal leash by what I did last night as an example. To show her love, I hopped up into bed after she started reading and walked up to her face..sniffed her hair, and then I settled by holding her wrist with my two hands..laying my head on the back of her hand and enclosing her forearm with my tummy fur and back legs. She lays there a prisoner of my softness and love and lets me sleep while she stays on her back. No greater love on accounta she HATES sleeping on her back, Hahameow! Who da cat? Me! ♥

Ah...got 'im!

I have been very lively this morning and me and the Plague Ratsie went 7 rounds. I won!

Also, notice the flat small box in the background. My mom's kit gave it to me two years ago and I have lain in it since. Can you see how well buttered it is? Mommy calls my skin oil, cat butter. I butter up surfaces that I grace with my presence.

Easy Like Sunday

Mom said I seem to be stuck in a rut here. This was taken of me about twenty minutes ago. She said I am doing the same as I have always done..continue to wear out a place for however long then give it up for like...forever, never going back. It's been two years since I napped in my rocking chair. Now I won't get out of it.

Sleepy Saturday

I got mom up at 6 and now I am happily snoozing in her bed. I made it up there and to the top before she hardly got started trying to make it. She can make it later. I am a Queen and after me, she comes first.

Mom decided to put this picture here that she has put in before on accounta she doesn't want to fire up her camera now..she needs to get in there and get her face on to go to the store to get some munchies for her and her guest for the football game today.

XOX

Rise and Shine

That's what I tell Mom every morning, whether she likes it or not. I have not changed MY internal time one bit since that Fall back thingy that was talked about on the TV and the newspapers. MY time is just that...my time. Not hers, not theirs, nobody but me. So, when o'dark early comes, I know it regardless of that the silly clocks say. I can see dawn's early light (do I hear a song off in the distance??) and I can see it no matter the blinds are closed..then I sound my horn and it's up and at 'em.

Mom has two choices as far as I see it. Deal with it or conform to my schedule and go to bed way earlier so she can have more sleep. Most times she chooses not to do that and so she suffers the consequences when I prance on in to sound the alarm.

I also have a habit since being diagnosed a few years ago, with immediately going into the bathroom and meowing very loudly and often for no reason discernible and known only to me. I do this right after my breakfast for about 30 minutes, and it wakes any sleeping human kits who happen to be here. No idea why I feel compelled to do that but I do.

So, if you have any better ideas how to wake and keep awake any humans in the house..email me. I will try them all.

Thunder Alley

Mom said I seem to be in amazingly fine fettle considering it is almost time for a v-e-t visit.  This is the best I have felt just a few days before my time to go.  I have been thundering up and down the hallway each day.  I invited Mom’s bean kit to play.  Dared him to as a matter of fact.  I ran into my house as fast as I could..put my head out and looked at him as hard as I could.  He said that was an invitation  if he ever saw it, so he went to the corner where all of my wand type toys are and chose one to play with.  He did what I hoped he would do, and poked it in the window of my house so I could fight with it.  What fun. It doesn’t get any better.  A fine rousing fight with a feather wand.

Oh, and mom laid my red fleece blankie in there and…gasp!…I rejected it!  I would not go into my house to rest or sleep until she took it out.  I like how *I* have it decorated.,.not how SHE wants me to have it,  Gee whiz.

I hope efurryone is purring this morning? 

 

Bonks and nose taps.  xox ♥

Here I am ignoring that birdie she bought me that sings!

Tortie Toosday

This is a picture of me in my sun puddle late yesterday afternoon. That dolly is one that was made for my mommy by a friend. My teddy is there too. I like to lay with my head on my dolly mommy's lap.

New Header

Effuryone has noticed my new header. That was a generous gift from Sammy and Andy who's mom Judi hatted me a month or so ago. Me and mom LOVE it, the header as much as we love my glamor shot. That was such a surprise to get the header. Miss Judi had to help me get it adjusted up there on accounta my mommy is turrible with computer stuff. It's a wonder she can press "publish" without messing that up too.

Thank you so much for coming to see me warming up my nest and decorating MY bed. I only lend it out when mom's human kits come see her. But yesterday I got into my rocking chair with my teddy bears again. It's been months since I rocked and napped with them! Mommy saw me there just before she headed out last evening. I was still there when she came back home. Then I came out for some loving and a snack. 'Specially the snack.

Next week will find me being scooped up for the V-e-t. I have to wait at least 4 weeks because I will have another high powered allergy shot.I am starting to pull my gorgeous furs out again on my back..I am itching. I make it furry hard on mommy with v-e-t visits but she'll find a way to swoop down on me and carry me screaming and singing all the way there! She and I hate those days till they are over.

Headbonks and ♥'s

Easy Like Sunday

This is my new nest I carved out after mommy laid a brand new puffy comforter under this spread. This is where her beans go to sleep when they visit. I keep it warm for them. ♥

Happy Caturday Effurrybuddy!

Mommy has her human kit here and she'll start getting the bacon ready for his breakfast in a minute. Me, I was fed before anyone, as is my right. ♥

I just wanted to thank effurybuddy for joining in the paw circle for our furriends and their beans. Fanks you so muches. ♥♥♥♥

xoxox

My Kitty Friends

I am sad because so many of my kitty family friends are so sick. Inigo, Tia, Jack, Rudy and others as well which makes me sad and mommy's get leaky eyes. We are doing all that we can to help in the ways we are able. But for certain, l am purring so hard for them that I sound like a truck outside revving its engines. We are purring and purraying for our dear furriends.

All of them are distant from us..some a world away and on the bottom of it but they are all someone's furbabies and deeply loved and cared for. We love and care for them too. My mommy feels that way about me and she knows how it is to be worried and scared about a fur family member as do all of your mom's and dad's.

We are all together in a Pawcircle for our furriends and their 'rents. Love and peace and healing to them all. xox

Wordless Wednesday (almost)

I'm gonna lick the yella right off this nanner.

The Entire House

The entire house is smelling of the catnip and Valerian that are in my new toys. Mommy has them in their plastic bags but when she came back from voting, it was very noticeable. She muttered something about looking for a glass jar to keep them in.

I only use one at a time. I don't always attend to a toy for long periods of time any more since I started medications,so mommy decided she'd better try to preserve the catnip smell for me so I will be entranced all over again when she puts one of them put each day. So far I may be loving the bananer best..maybe. I was sure chewing on that ratsie's nose! But I like to lick that nanner.

I was just SO glad to get them when they came.

Hoe you kitties have had a good day while your 'rents went out to vote. They DID vote didn't they?

Kitties! Kitties! Look at ME!

Look what *I* got in the mail today and trust me..I could tell and so could mommy what it was all the way through the packaging. My Plague Ratsie and my Bananer came! They DID! They're here, Kitties. Really-- they are. I LOVE them. Mommy had put a new extra thick comforter on the spare bed and I showed you me in the hole I sort of made for a nest on it. Well, she said she had something for me and waved the Plague Ratsie. I could smell it. She came closer and I dove off the bed and followed her to the living room. In one of my pictures, my face is blurred and mommy liked that one best 'cause it showed how much I liked it. Wanna see?

The Day After the Night Before

Mom was gone last night for quite a time but when she did get home and helped me check my bloggie, I kept pacing and making small sounds to let her know it was after 11 for pity sakes and lets go to bed! I don't like being kept up like that!

This morning,after we both had our breakfasts, we played. I jumped up on the bed as soon as she went in to start making it. I had it timed perfectly. She barely got her hand out and I was in like Flynn. So she got a stick and poked around under the covers and I attacked. She wishes she could have taken a picture of my face 'cause my pupils were so wide she could barely see the beautiful green of my irises. We didn't chase each other this morning but once. I was exhausted with keeping her from making the bed.

Kitties, I weight 10.4 pounds and have weighed that for several years. I vary by an ounce sometimes. But next time mom takes me in to the v-e-t (that will be in a couple of weeks) she is concerned about my weight-- maybe-- as I have not eaten much of my stinky goodness or even my dry morsels. Oh, I have eaten, yes, but not quite the way she is used to. We will see what is up IF she can successfully trap me and get me into that hated carrier. I always ALWAYS make it as hard as possible for her, without fail. It's my job.

She's not worried yet.