Treasure

Mom said I am a treasure.  She said if those who have kitties are always loving to their cats from the first moment, they WILL see that love returned in a way that is recognizable.  An action, a look, a soft pawed touch, a headbonk, a smooch with a wet nosey, side rubs, tiny meows, almost hoarse sounding they are so low.

Our eyes will show our love many times when we are being cuddled and loved on.  Just look.  Or maybe when we come into the room where you are.  We may bring you our most favorite toy.  We may bring you  supper that we catch in the kitchen if mousies have come in from the cold.  Or at the window or outside.

We will groom you, smooth your too long furs, wash your face...purr to you...make sweet sounds, snuggle up with you as you are our family, and we will lie on you, get as close as possible and sleep with you.  A cat person will always be the recipient of our love and sense of family.  How can anyone ever say we are distant and independent and pass that untruth every day?  Perhaps they don't really look at their cats and see what is in front of them.  We are not dogs, and many expect that is the way we should be.  Appreciate what we ARE.

The look of love

Rise and Shine...

Kitties...Rise and Shine.  The world is waiting.  Or at least your Staff!  We just got up this morning so it's dark still and mom had that infernal camera by the bed on the night stand... so pay no attention to my bedhead furs.

She's headed to the big city for a birthday celebration of another favorite brovver.  My present is looking luxurious!

Please see side bar about Sunny, who is terribly ill.

Waiting....

Kitties!  I'm waiting for Brovver.  I miss him when he's gone.  So I laid here on the sofa next to his accustomed place waiting and waiting and waiting.  I even brought Floppy Mousie to the spare room he sleeps in.  I like the cover mom put on the couch.  It's soft.

XO

We Kitties Know Stuff!

We kitties know stuffs and we learn stuffs too!

Mom had to get up super duper early yesterday to accompany favorite brovver back to the big city for an important function for him.  (he will have a giant breakfast this morning where he finally gets up.  Three eggies with cheese, lots of bacons, toast and grape jelly.  No biscuits.  Mom is lazy).

So, she slept like nobody's business last night.  And she overslept according to MY little clock.  Here's what I did so I could have breakfast.

I got up on the foot of the bed, but I didn't know Mom felt that.  She stayed still and quiet with her eyes closed.  Nothing happened up there on the pillow and the rest of the bed so I made a very strong stationary pounce movement.  It shook the bed which was my intention.  *mom here:  I sure felt that Cat Quake*  and when mom didn't move or open her eyes...smiles don't count to indicate she was awake...I gave another lunge in place.  Another ripple through the bed.  Nothing achieved so, I repeated this strong lunge in place a total of six times.  Mom counted she told me later .

Mom said anyone who deceives themselves that we are not quite intelligent is indeed deceived.  Yes, we are the learners and the innovators .  I didn't go pat her face as usual and rub furs all over it because that makes her go right back to sleep.  She needed a jolt and I gave her six!  It worked too.  Kitties, take note!  

See how smart we are?  Do you have methods like this to make your mom and dad get up?

Mom, you may not wake me the same way.

My Domain

Kitties...I am lying in State.

Whoops...mommy needs to update her vocabulary  I am very much alive and biting.

The Good Life

Kitties!  I am such a fortunate girl.  All of us in the CB are so loved and cared for.

I sleep with my arms up many times.

It's a wonder I still have a mustache.  Mom smooches it at least once a day!  Like to have worn it off!

A Day in the Life

Kitties!  I'm doing what I know best.  Guarding and protecting my family.  There is another girl cat out there!

Now...look who showed up a couple of days ago...and when my mommy went to get in the car, this little girl  plopped down and took a baff in my yard!  Mom resisted going over to her as she doesn't want this little one to make a habit of crossing the Indianapolis Speedway out front here, to get to her.  She belongs to someone who just lets her out all the time.  😡 She is sweet, friendly, and seems very loving from watching her other actions while mom stood there busting to go pick her up.

She may be a dilute tortie. 

Look who we saw last week...an Alsatian (I think)  therapy woofie.  LOOK at her long long TAIL! Her name is Sadie.

That was our excitement...inside and outside.  XX