The Cat Room

Updates

Ok, we admit it. We haven't been writing in our blog for some time.  It might be because we are sleeping more these days.  It might be because the Human has monopolized the computer.  It might be because there hasn't been anything to write about.

Case in point:  here I am using the Human's laptop.  Whoever designed touchpads were not thinking of feline users. 

Some updates:  The outside friendly cat who used to come see us doesn't anymore.  Two dogs have moved in next door.  Not only do they bark all day and night, but they scare away our friend.  The Humans have been grumbling about the dogs and I know how they feel. 

It's that time of the year again.  Time for the Human to take our beds up from the floor and put them on higher ground.  Even though we have fur coats and even though the Humans turn on the heat, the floor stays cool.  At least this year we didn't have to remind them to move the beds. 

Bonkers is playing with her jingle-ball.  Time for me to try and steal it from her.

Miss Daisy

A new friend

I have a new friend.  See, there is this neighborhood cat that has been appearing at the sliding glass doors on the rear patio.  I think it is a boy cat, which would explain why he is interested in me.  I put my nose up to the glass on the inside, and he does the same on the outside.  The Human tried to take a picture the other day, then mumbled something about 'batteries'.  And the Human won't let me go outside to see this new cat, but that's ok.  I have a boyfriend.  Me.  Miss Daisy could care less, so he is all mine.

Bonkers

Purrrrr

Catnip treats.

Is there really anything better in the world?  I think not.

Miss Daisy

Tasty

I've been stalking the other Human's shoes.  He works all day long with food. . frying chicken and cooking meals for the customers at a local market.  All day long flour and oil and meat and other things fall on his shoes.

Yum.

Even though my Human tries to stop me, I find the shoes and lick them clean.  When the Humans aren't looking, I sneak upstairs to the other Human's bedroom in search of the shoes.

I'm addicted.  It's a habit I can't shake.  I think I need an intervention.

Bonkers

Cat Haiku

Cat watches the grass,

The breeze blows across the yard,

A bird flutters by.

I believe

I believe in Santa.  The cat next door told me that he isn't real, but I know better.

Miss Daisy said that she saw Santa in our house while I was asleep.  I tried and tried to stay up late so I could see, but I was tired.  Soon after the Human went to his bedroom, I curled up and started to dream.

The next morning, we had PRESENTS!  There was a new scratching post and lots of toys.  My favorite toys were the scraps of wrapping paper, which amused me for hours.  Apparently it amused the Humans too, because they watched me and laughed.

So now I need to talk with the cat next door, and set her straight.  Miss Daisy saw Santa and I got presents.  Therefore, Santa is real.  I defy any cat or any Human to tell me otherwise.

Bonkers

growl

Wnderfull smells were coming from the kitchen last night.  One of the Humans was cooking.  We didn't get any though.

Typical.

Bonkers

Feline Controls

You've heard of parental controls which enable parents to limit their kids' access to the Internet?  I've come up with something better:  feline control.

Every household computer should have cat oversight.  You can only imagine the kinds of things your Human is seeing on the Internet, and some cat needs to approve/disapprove the content.  Just today, our Human was on a website where dogs were barking Jingle Bells.  Dogs!

My favorite place to perch while the Human is on-line is on top of his right arm.  This position provides the perfect view of the screen and the feline overseer can intervene if any questionable content pops up.  Approved methods of intervention include walking on the keyboard, digging your claws into your Human's arm, placing your butt in the Human's face, and singing loudly.  Simply do not listen if your Human complains about not being able to type with you sitting on his/her arm.  Your Human's well-being is much more important than their comfort.

Every feline should take responsibility for their Human's internet use.  Do it now, while you can still reach them.

Miss Daisy

Cats and Politics

I am not a Democrat.  I'm not a Republican, nor Socialist, nor Communist.  I do not vote in any elections.

I'm a Monarchist of course.  I rule the world and everybody is my subject.  The Human only thinks that he is in charge of the house.  Let's face it:  I sit where I want, I get free food and toys, my litterbox is cleaned out by someone else, I am groomed by my sister, and when I demand attention I get it.

I'm not a dictator, though.  The Humans get to come and go as they please.  They can eat what they want and watch what they want on television. They can even live with their delusion that they control things.  I'm secure in my sense of personal power.

It's my kingdom and I rule with a firm and steady paw.

Bonkers

Wet Fur

I'm a bit cranky at the moment.  I was running around the kitchen. . .jumping up and down on the cat table.  Somehow I managed to knock the water bowl off the table and most of the water landed on me.

The Human is still laughing.  Even when he went to get a towel, he was laughing.  Miss Daisy is quietly snickering to herself from atop the futon.

Bonkers