What's that smell?

A few weeks ago I was so stressed out! I hid under the bed for hours. There was thumping and bumping and strange noises in the rest of the house and voices I did not recognize. And unusual smells....

It happened two times....several days apart...just enough time for me to feel safe again and then, wham! More scary and mysterious noises and smells! But all is well now. And, the humans got me a new sofa to perch on, just to make me feel better....the color goes wonderfully with my lovely fur coat, don't you think?

And you know that soft stuff that covers the floors? Well, that is new too, and I still haven't gotten used to the smell. But I'm doing my best to walk all over it and flip flop on my back all over it until it smells more like me again. Won't be long now.

So, what's going on in your world these days?

Sheep and other strange things....

My peeps (aka the humans) went far, far away to someplace called England and were gone for three weeks! It seemed like they were missing for a very long time to me. There was a nice lady here who treated me fine, but she just was NOT my very own humans.

But she was okay - she told me happy stories about her own cat, and then she would get out my long, golden playing-with string with the shiny pink mouse tied to the end. That was always fun. But the fur brushing was not so much fun! It's summer and I'm loosing lots of fur. I guess brushing is better than coughing up hairballs every day though.

Then, one night, in walked The Very Tall One and The Red Headed One, just as if nothing had happened! I ran and hid under the bed, just to show them who's the boss around here! The next day, the other lady went away and I haven't seen her since. But I've allowed TVTO and TRHO back into my good graces.

They brought me a picture of some strange animals they called "sheep." These sheep look like big, scary things to me. It appears they eat grass - I mean, a bit of grass now and then is okay, but not all day long and only grass!

I'm told that once a year some humans come and shave off all their woolly coats and take them away, leaving the sheep forlorn and shorn! Shocking treatment, don't you think! I guess you know I'm very glad I'm not a sheep. Some of us do have less happy lives than others. Being a cat is just right for me. How about you?

Life is Good

Greetings! I have finally talked The Red Headed One into doing a bit of typing for me. She's been very lazy for weeks and weeks....what can a cat do but be patient and wait?

Blue jays have invaded the garden, and they get very cranky when The Other Cat stalks around in their territory. Here is one of the pair of birds getting ready to attack TOC! Their screechy warning call is very irritating, but one learns to ignore it and go about one's business.


TOC finished his meal and found a warm, quiet corner against the wall where the two blue jays can't see him. He and I tolerate each other but I don't like being outside when he's around. However, if he shows up when I'm outside, we ignore each other, and I come beg to be let inside at the first opportunity.



The blue jays come around because TRHO feeds them! What is she thinking? I've never seen either jay actually eat one of those things....instead, they bury them all over the garden. How do they ever find them again? I wonder.



Do you enjoy a grassy snack now and then? I certainly do. And....I'm happy to say the blue jays stay away when I'm out there. None of them have tried dive bombing me; they know better!



The other day TRHO and The Very Tall One came home from a shopping trip and brought me this interesting thing. They call it a Cat Condo. I enjoy sitting on top, and sleeping there too. I can see outside from my perch, which give me the advantage over any other creatures who may be out there....I can look down on them. This is a view I enjoy! I keep my toys (three colorful mice and a gold, shiny, stretchy string, in the lower level. Then I can pounce on them now and then and drag them out and toss them around the room. TRHO always puts them back for me. Sometimes she is such a good slave. Other times, not so good!



Well, it's a lovely and sunny day so I am going to close this blog and release TRHO from her typing duties so I can go outside and sunbathe. Wishing all of you a happy and restful weekend.

Lazy Kitty

Just thought you might want to know I am still here....

I am being a very lazy kitty....we cats are good at that!


Like those great sphinxes
lounging through eternity in noble attitudes
upon the desert sand, they gaze
in curiosity at nothing, calm and wise.

Charles Baudelaire

I was just sew tired!

The other evening my mistress (yes...sometimes I deign to call her "mistress" because it makes her think she's the queen of the house and I like to humor her once in a while)....anyway, The Red Headed One got this very interesting box out of the hall closet.


She carried it into the living room and set it on the couch. Then she opened it.....such intriguing new smells....of course I had to investigate. I sniffed and looked and sniffed again. Hmmmmm, it looked rather comfortable, with a jumble of items sort of thrown in every which way. Let's see what it feels like if I climb in.....

Just the right size for a tired kitty to curl up in.....it is time for my evening nap anyway. The Red Headed One tells me I snore in my sleep. I don't believe it!

Birds from Shelter Island

Oh hello, it's been a while hasn't it? Well, I am dependent upon my humans for keeping this blog going and they aren't always too enthusiastic about making time for it. But they are feeling guilty today, having gone off and left me for a long weekend to someplace called Shelter Island in San Diego....so, The Red Headed One is paying her dues by helping me with this post. And....she brought back just for me several pictures of birds....lip smacking, luscious feathered delicacies!

...birds in the water....well, they are a little too difficult to capture. I don't know about you, but getting wet is not something I enjoy!



...birds in the air...lots of them! These are called seagulls, and they make loud screechy noises...very unpleasant to my delicate, finely tuned cat ears.



...a very large bird on the roof....TRHO says this is called a pelican. They eat fish, all day long, but they are as big as I am. Perhaps not the best choice to tackle for my dinner. Though I'm sure he'd be quite tasty considering all the fish he eats. And is that a pigeon he's looking at? She seems nice and plump....hmmmm, a possibility indeed!



Ahhh - a starling! I've seen these in my own back yard. This one looks Just Right - yummy!



And birds on a sign - well, I've never seen this before! Have you?

It's a Mew Year

There's a new calendar on the wall and The Red Headed One tells me we have begun a new year....Happy New Year everyone!

I've decided I will spend more time with books this year. Here is my newest perch.
The Red Headed One seems to think books are something special (second after me, of course), so I thought I'd give it a try and find out what that is all about.

I'm not really sure what all the hullaballoo is about for the New Year....today seemed like just another day to me. I guess it means a lot more to the humans than to us cats. They have certainly posted all sorts of good wishes and advice for the New Year.

I want to share this link with you to Barbara at Ramblings from an English Garden, because she includes some advice for the New Year that is accompanied by the cutest kittens you've ever seen. Be sure to go there and scroll down just a little way to see the kitties.

And here is another link that will give your humans some good belly laughs: Simon's Cat on YouTube. And may I also suggest, to you cats, observe carefully and learn a new trick or two about how to manage your little kingdom! I like Simon's cat...she's a very smart cookie!