I could blame it on Mommy.  I could blame it on That Guy.  I could even blame it on SAD and winter.  But lets be honest here.  I've been lazy.  I've spent the winter curled up on feathers.  Mommy and That Guy bought a really nice white comforter.  My dark hairs look quite stunning on it as they are close to the same color as the branches.  As you know I like to be helpful,  so I have been doing my best to add to the decorating.  

I love this comforter.  Mommy and That Guy don't always want to get up when I do.  So, with this comforter I can entertain myself hunting birds.  I can run up on them and jump on them, and sometimes I sneak up and then whack them with my paw.  Either way Mommy and That Guy just don't seem to appreciate that I am entertaining myself so that they can sleep.

Not my bed but that is the comforter with the birdies.

Speaking of birdies, now that spring has finally agreed to show it's face at my house I am pretty excited to be back outside.  Mommy gets up early when the birds are singing, wakes Weed up and Mommy gets everyone breakfast while I tell her about my night adventures and we go outside and listen to the birds.  I may try to catch one every now and then, but they are quick.  I am obviously out of shape.

I have sad news.  Weed is sick.  She has something called Kidneys and they are old and lazy.  I think Rascal had old and lazy kidney things too.  Weed is happy because now she is a 'spensive kitty.  Rascal was a 'spensive kitty, and I got to be a 'spensive kitty when my ears hurt. And now Weed gets to be a 'spensive kitty.  She only eats soft food now.  Sometimes Mommy gives me a tiny, tiny little bit for breakfast.  It's hardly worth attempting to eat, but it is pretty yummy.  My favourite is the Chef's Special.

Mommy asked the nice, stinky man in the ugly, stinky office why our kidneys were lazy and he said that was because we were healthy kitties all our lives and these Kidney things need to take a break.  I going to have to make sure that I am not a lazy kitty, and make sure that I drink the yucky water Mommy gives me, so that my Kidney things do not get too lazy.  I am already a 'spensive kitty.

Lazy Days of Summer

I've been a lazy kitty when it comes to blogging.  Once the weather got nice there was a whole new world to explore.  

Mommy's mom and dad came to visit us just after all the snow melted and they brought DOGS with them!  There were 4 of them - three were really, really, really big dogs that hunt kitties.  Mommy said they are Rhodesian Ridgebacks and hunt lions where they come from.  I did not approve of them and thought that they should go home.  They drank my water, tried to eat my food, sat on my couch and lay on my carpets.  And they STUNK!  I didn't see them clean anything but their butts.  Don't get me wrong clean butts are a good thing, I clean mine often as well, but that is all they cleaned.  And the older one drooled.

The other dog was a short, fat sausage with stubby legs and she was just annoying.  She yapped and tried to chase me and Weed all the time.  Personally, I think she was hoping to eat us because she looked like she eats lots.  I was very glad when they went home.

Lions that my Mommy and That Guy go to visit.
I don't know why the dogs don't like them - they look loving to me.

We also got new neighbours this summer on both sides.  I saw that they had cats but it appears that they have dogs as well.  One dog is named Bonnie and she has long blonde hair.  Bonnie talks alot.  The other is really new to the neighbourhood and I haven't met her yet.  I've been spying on her though and she has pretty blue eyes like mine.  

Neighborhood Watch

That Guy bought me a present.  I got my very own scratchy post with that stringy plant stuff wrapped around it.  And . . . . it has a little bed on the top.  My Mommy put it by the window in the dining room. I inspected it thoroughly and decided that it would do as my second hide out for when Mommy and That Guy were being interesting downstairs.  Both my upstairs and downstairs places have amazing sunlight to sleep in - when its out anyways. 

So I jumped up to try it out.  There was this filmy cloth stuff in front of my face.  I tried to put a hole in it so I could see through it properly.  My Mommy said that no I couldn't do that and moved it to the other side of the window.  At night they cover the window with this solid thing that I can't see out of unless I pull the bits of it apart.  I did notice that it is attached to a string by my post and it seems to control this thing.  I tried to pull it up - I grabbed the string and jumped off the pole under the dining table.  It didn't work so well.  That Guy and I compromised and he leaves the upstairs covering thing up at night.

As I am trying to contribute to my house, I decided to start a neighborhood watch group.  I get up in the mornings and make sure that everyone gets off to work and school A-okay in the morning.  Then I kind of keep an eye on things inbetween naps, food and play. 

I think I've been away long enough though, and I still need to grab a bite to eat.  It's hard work.

Rubber Fun

I found the most wonderful thing that Mommy and That Guy tried to hide from me.  They have rugs and if you flip the rugs over there is the most wonderful rubber thing that stretches and is full of holes to hook my claws into.  It feels kind of funny when you chew on it and it's sooooo soft and spongey on my paws.  It's the greatest thing and I can't believe that they hide it.

Mommy and That Guy don't like me playing with the rugs though and I've had my computer privledges revoked because I just can't stop playing with them.  Mommy said that I could use the computer again today so thought I should update you guys on whats going on.

It's been a little slow around here.  Rascal is back on her feet again and hanging around with us all downstairs again.  So I'm slowly getting to know her.  Weed and I play chase and box with each other quite often.  She is kind of grouchy sometimes, but I like her.  My buddy the red dot got really really pale and then he just disappeared.  He must be on holidays.  I also try to help out around the house a bit - so I'm still helping with the laundry.  I'm learning to iron now.

 

 

Making sure that the iron heats up properly.

Oh, Mommy's heading to the basement and I need to go and see what she's doing.  She never goes down there and this could be pretty exciting. . . . .

Boxercise

Something my Mommy calls the flu hit our house.  I don't know what exactly that is but I think it's invisible bugs that make people sick.  I don't like invisible bugs because they are hard to catch and eat.  I'm sure that a nice crunchy bug - that I can see - would taste wonderful!  Mmmmmm.....food.  

I think that my Mommy and That Guy are right.  I looked in the mirror.  I guess that I've still been eating for three and perhaps I am a little tubby around the middle. Maybe I've been so spoiled at SCAT and my new Forever Home that I'm lazy.  No, it must be that I'm still eating for three.  So.....I've made a decision to run around a bit more.  I was going to ask Rascal to play with me but she just seems so tired all the time.  Instead I approached Weed to see if she wanted to play chase with me, but she wasn't interested.  So we boxed instead.  I sat on one side of an open door and she sat on the other.  Then we reached out and tried to bat each other without claws.  It was fun! I couldn't see her and she couldn't see me.  Maybe we should practice this way more and I can catch some flu bugs the next time they come.  I bet they crunch.

Getting ready to box with Weed

Weed surprised me later on.  I was looking in the kitchen when Weed snuck up behind me and batted my butt!  I jumped straight up and squeaked!  As fast as my heart was beating I must have burned some calories. 

There is a Red Dot that lives in our house and he is helping me lose some of my tub too.  Everyone here is so friendly and supportive!  Red Dot lives in a little tube by Mommy's chair.  When Mommy lets him out of his tube he runs all over the house and lets me chase him.  He's quick!  I chase him all over until I run out of air and flop over on my side. I apparently need to work on my cardio as well.

Ugghh.  All this thought of running around is making me hungry.  I think I'm going to go have a little snack......  

Chasing Red Dot

Monkeys & Dolphins

I am SO offended.  Mommy showed me a picture of a monkey.  I look nothing like a monkey!  I don't have a red butt; I don't have a blue face!  I am very beautiful brown and cream! Although, I would like a set of those teeth.  Imagine all the kleenex I could shred with those things.  I guess my name does mean Naughty like a Monkey and they do call me Monkey sometimes.  To be fair they call me their little brown monkey, not their big red and blue monkey. 

I was complaining a little bit to That Guy about being called Monkey and he said that I sound kind of like the little monkeys at something called the University.  I want to go see them but he says we can't. I think he means he can't.  I don't see why I can't go.  Mommy says I sound like a Dolphin with my little ee, ee, ee's.  I have a very tiny, feminine, and maybe a little squeaky voice!

I've been following a strict diet of water, kibble and Temptations and I think it is beginning to show.  I told this to my Mommy and she said "yes, you are getting a little tubby".  Huh?  I am still my sleek self.  I don't know what she's talking about.  I meant that my fur is getting softer.  Some people.


I like my Mommy and That Guy anyways.  They do very interesting things, so I follow them around until one of us falls asleep.  When they walk by I look at them and say hello.  I even smile at them showing up my nice pink gums and my dainty front teeth.  They say hello back and then scratch my head or chin on their way by.  Sometimes they pick me up.  Actually they pick me up quite a bit.  At first I thought I was being molested but now I think it is kind of nice and I sing to them.

Smiling at my Mommy.  No teeth this morning.

My Indoor Tree

Wow!  Did I ever get stoned.  I have this cushion that my granny made and it is stuffed full of Okanagan Nip!  Not that commercial stuff, the good organic stuff.  I guess they used to have to take Phils pillow away from her because she would lay on it and drool all day - no eating, drinking, or litter breaks.  

Anyways I got all twitchy and so full of get up and go.  So I went.  I ran to the basement, I ran upstairs, I ran from the kitchen to the front.  I ran to a chair by the window and tried climbing the back of it.  Then I noticed something I'd never seen before . . . . . . .

A TREE!  INSIDE!  How wonderful.  I love trees.  I hunkered down and wiggled my butt in preparation for the big leap and then I heard my Mommy's voice saying 'that's not smart Tam Ling'.  I ignored her.  I'm a cat, trees are my thing.  So I lept . . . .

And the tree fell over!  I was so embarassed when I fell out of it,  I sobered up instantly.  I took another look at the tree and maybe it wasn't quite so tree like as I thought.  It was actually pretty spindly.  Mommy was crying and I went to tell Mommy that I was sorry for breaking her tree.  She said that it was okay - the tree was fine.  Turns out she wasn't crying, she was laughing so hard it looked like she was crying.  

Now I sit on a chair at the other side of the window.

It looked much bigger at the time.  Now I sit on the other chair.