Well, Gee Whillikers

 Kitties!  Here's what I had  for a day and a half and LOVED!  

I could play on the carpet and did, on the rug, and  I did...in the sun...I did.  I killed any of my little family that moved!  I laid on my back and killed my wand toys too. 

You know what happened.  She brought that other table in!  Meanwhile, I was NOT given my brushies I'll bet, for a week!  Troof!  I got combed each day, and brushed with my bristle brush  each day but to be zoom groomed, no -siree -bob -tail! But tonight I was zoomed and LOOK at the huge clumps of furs she zoomed out.  Shows how neglected I was, Kitties and Woofies! Those  thick clumps filled her HAND!  

I'm paying her back.  I have been in my red comfy blankie that Auntie Karen crocheted for me  for hours a day and and not caring at all about playing, or all the beddies around here but mostly  about playing!  Teach HER! 

Oh My, Kitties!

 Kitties!  In a few minutes on Sunday, it all changed.  I no longer have my football field to run, jump and play in.  All of which I was doing.  It was the most activity I have had in such a large room in a long time. A  L-O-N-G time.  Mom didn't know I had it in me! 

I spent time looking at the table and chairs all Sunday long.  I parked  myself on the rug under them and just looked. off into the distance.  Mom could not get me to play.  I sat on the table...and on the chairs too.  Then I went UTB and only came out to eat and use my bathroom.  Monday as well.  Mom was so sorry that I would not play any longer.  My own room (the office) is empty enough in the center but, it's too small to run and jump.  And Kitties and woofies, I really was jumping, killing my little family, even Donkey (*embarrassed ears*) and running like the wind.  

Now, nothing.  

The ENEMY

Me..so not impressed in a good way! 

So...why play?  There's no room.  ENEMY! 

Stranger Danger! The New Table Will be Here in 30 Minutes!

 Kitties!  I have had an amazing time with the old table that leapt out and bit mom so many times, gone to  KARM.  That was closer than Good Will.

   My most amazing and fun filled time has been and still IS running like a kitten all OVER the house...circling in the living room, tossing Donkey up high in the sir.  Moving Lion back in to the living room and playing with him too.  All my family joined in.  The mousies, the duckies, Lion and Donkey.    

I love having all of this room, and that confounded rug moved to the wall where the new table will live. Mom had my toys in a neat assembly  (for pity sake!) along with my Tunnel, and I never felt like playing with them!  Got rid of the rug now to there other side of the room- and I have a like, a football field to play on now!!! I have hidden inside my Tunnel...that is always an invite to mom to play...many times now that I am free..thrown all my babies around.  Loved my wand toys even more..leaping up at them and rolling on my back to grab and kill them!  I have running paw/claw dig-in marks everywhere!  You can see them in a biggafied picture.  Mom...you FINALLY got it! 

See Lion on the left and Donkey on the right? 

My family!  MY arrangement and where *I* want them! 

Missing Some Bloggies

 Mom has been busier than hen's teeth so she made me miss some of my furriend's blogs.  I can't get irritated with her...I can see all she is doing.  Even when she's gone. I'm good!   My telepathic vision is 20-20. 

Here I am a few days ago looking at mom..or her mouth as she was speaking.  But close...almost eye contact!  I was asking her what was going on because our dining table and chairs that mom always cussed,  and said were instruments of the devil, are gone!    (They leapt out and hurt her with their very hard and "sharp" edges as she passed by).  {Her arms and side}.  A new one is coming Sunday morning.  It's so pretty  You will no doubt see it when I preside at the family meetings. 

Right after this, my eyebrow broke and fell out.  See? It's ready to fall.  I'll be nekkid for several weeks.  My monocle is out of service for the time being. 

How I Treat Mom

 Well, when it comes to my breakfast and supper, I can be dictatorial.  Well, I AM dictatorial.  Here is an example that I am proud of.

Mom served this for breakfast.  

This is what I said after a taste. 

Mom threw that away and cracked open another can.

This is what I said without trying it.

Finally, hunger got the best of me and I checked it out.  One of my FAVES!  Here is what I said:

It's always a struggle around here when I can't get mommy to buy my faves. She says she is trying but should I believe a person who called Leopard back from his vacay? 

Mom? LOOK First!

 Kitties!  Mom did it again.  This very morning.  We got up  at 6, and went into the kitchen where I am always served before anyone else. She got my fresh waters, laid in a small amount of morsels, and popped my can of FF.  She served some of that.  Then she made brovvers breakfast of four eggies, bacon, cinnamon toast and coffee.  THEN- her own breakfast.  Oatmeal laced with walnuts and dried cherries and a tad of sweetening.   

See this picture:  It shows the line up of walnuts, catnip treats are there somewhere...mom'll have to look again, and the dried cherries.  

So, oatmeal ready, she  reached up and grabbed just the two add-ins on the end. She opened the cherries first, added them, opened the next bag and added them and put the whole thing back.  Only thing was, after she popped them in the microwave she had a clear vision in the forefront of her mind, of the appearance of the bowl's contents as she put it in the oven.  You already know what's coming.  She had sprinkled my Temptations catnip treats instead of walnuts.  You know...this is the same woman who put cat milk in her coffee.  That time she didn't know till it was too late. 

Meanwhile , this morning she changed coasters on the sink counter where her coffee cup stays.  Another brovver gave it to her several years ago.  It's perfect for her.  She is so loving to me. And I to her. 

Hope mom gets more attentive and awake as they day wears on. 

All Over, Thank cod.

 Kitties, she did tease me out from UTB.  One, I wasn't under there because I was afraid.  I had no idea what was coming.  The other is, I came out on my own about half an hour before time to pack me up and into the PTU.  But...I got up in the crow's nest to watch TV.  Not reachable to snatch away.

Mom did as she said.  She went to the computer and got uTube on...searched for cat meows and found one of different meows.  Meant nothing to me.  She found a video with sound of a tomcat doing a yowl.  THAT did it.  I came straight down and right over to her.  

She petted me a minute, spoke to me some, petted a little more, reached down and scooped me up.  Got me into the PTU and off we went.

Kitties, I gained 6 ounces since May 10- when I had my dental.  Mom said she was afraid I had as I have eaten like a champion after I started eating normally again.  That fang had to have really been bothering me. So now, she took all but probably a heaping tablespoon of dry food up at bedtime so that  I can't eat all night now.  The bowl was licked clean when we got up.  I was eager for breakfast and ate most of my wet (which is what she wanted) and half of the smaller serving of dry.  She will serve wet food again about 5.  

I was cussing like Bluto in Popeye the Sailor Man while there. at the evil vet's.  Mom was allowed to bring me in, but I was ferried back alone.  Vets just won't allow the mom or dad there to help calm us. 

One of the favorite brothers is going to visit till Saturday.  My usual one who comes over more often.  The others can't as much.  One lives over the Mountains and the other is recovering from surgery. 

Here's mom's miniature sunflowers. on a Thursday.  They are next to the fence and most of them wanted OUT!