My Baby

Do you have a birdy game at your house? It's my favorite game. Mama holds a stick and a birdy flies around.
I love it.
Rabbi's Daughter is very good at birdy game, too.
Well, sometimes I get the birdy and run.
And when I was a little kitty, I ripped the birdy off the end of one game.
And hid it.
Someplace secret.
And hard to find.
Well, last week I took it out again.
It's my baby (NOT A DOLL. DOLLS ARE FOR GIRLS!)
I carry it everywhere.
We have snuggles.
Sometimes I put it down for a nap.
When mama finds it she thinks I'm crazy.
It took a nap in the dry food bowl, mama's bed, the bathtub, the sofa cushions and girlkitty's favorite sleeping spot.
It even went swimming in the water bowl.
I love my baby.

Happy Laps

Sometimes when Mama comes home, I do a victory lap.
I run from the hallway then jump over the couch and then run in the dining room and then the kitchen and then back to the hallway and jump over the couch and then run into the dining room and then the kitchen and then back to the hallwayandjumpoverthecouchandthenrunintothediningroomandthenthekitchenandthenbacktothehallway..........

I don't do it every time. Just sometimes. I don't want her to expect it.
It's a surprise.

I'm good at surprises.

I'm a good boy...

but a bad blogger.
I've been so busy, it's hard to find time to write a post.
Here's what's happened in the last few months:
eating
sleeping
stealing stuff
pretending not to steal stuff
chewing on shoelaces
hiding under the couch

I have a new friend. Her name is not-rabbi's daughter. She's nice.
Mama goes to fallinfear or something like that on the weekends.
And leaves me.
I like not-rabbi's-daughter.
But I like Mama better.

For Thanksgiving we are staying here, all alone.
I'm happy.
Mama is not.
For Christmas, mama doesn't know.
Maybe rabbi's daughter will come.
Maybe not.
I don't know.
They never let me vote around here.

Have I told you that our part of a ment has heat on now?
The bigboard is in charge of when the heat comes on.
It's on.
I like sitting on the radiator.
It's warm.

Okay.
I have to go.
I see a pair of shoelaces that need some work.
Bye!

Hi

Today a not. good. thing. happened.
Human mama picked me up and walked OUTSIDE with me.
This is not okay.
She said she did it to let the new catsitter in the house without letting me run out the front door up to the part of the ment on the third floor where 2 years ago there was a birdie but there isn't anymore, but you just never even know maybe it came back so why not run out if she's going to open the door?
She said we were only outside for a few seconds.
She said she was holding me hard.
But I think outside is SCARY.
I don't know WHAT Fish was thinking.
It's SCARY out there.
There are no couches.
There are no greenies.
Fish is a true adventure cat.
I am an indoor adventure cat. I like adventures on my couch, or on the carpet, or chasing my sister.
If I feel like a BIG adventure cat, I run upstairs to the third floor where there used to be a birdie but there isn't anymore.

In other news, our new catsitter has a kitty! But he doesn't want to come and be my friend.
Which is probably okay, because the new catsitter's kitty uses a human potty.
Really, he does.
I think that's disgusting.

Our old catsitter, the Rabbi's daughter, is busy. So we have a new catsitter. We can have two catsitters. And they can take turns.

The new catsitter is not the rabbi's daughter. She's from Alaska. But she promised never to call me Engine Nighthawk.

Whatever that means.

Mewow.

I've been busy

That's why I haven't blogged.

Here's what's new:

* whistle and fish had a birthday
* I didn't.
*Mama read a lot of books.
* I didn't.
* I got to cuddle with Mama during the books.
*That was good.
*I'm working really hard on my jump shot. I can jump up as high as Mama's head. I wish I could jump higher, though.
* Mama had humans over that I didn't know, and it was scary. I wanted to play but I was scared.
*Girlkitty just ignored them.
*Girlkitty is going to have a big birthday soon.
*I hope she gets greenies.
* She doesn't like them much.
* I do.

Mama

There are suitcases again.
I like the rabbi's daughter, but I'm tired of her.
She's nice.
She's pretty
She's not mama.

I have been giving lots and lots of kisses.
I hope it works.

News

Here's what's new in my house:

* Hot. It was hot. really hot. That loud machine was on. We don't like the loud machine at all.
* Last night, it was much nicer. The windows were open. I could talk to my squirrel friends. I like talking to them. They missed me.
* My friends moved away....the ones that always stopped by my window to talk to me. I hope some more people move in that think I'm extra cute.
* Because I am.
* The suitcases came out last night. I do.not.like.that.
* Mama says the rabbi's daughter is coming for hugs and kisses and kitty food.
* I'm going to take a really good bath or ten today.
* I like the rabbi's daughter.
* She's nice.
* And pretty.

How are the squirrels near you?