My Things #13

My mom threw away my bowl of grass. I found the container in one of the waste baskets. There was still good green grass in there for me to eat. She saw me trying to get it out, and put it back on the floor. Geez, she is always touching my stuff!

Yesterday my cousin Gizelle visited. She’s 4 years old. She scares me sometimes because she’s a fast mover, but I’m getting used to her behavior. This visit I stayed on the bed while she was here. Mom was telling her a fairy tale about a big bad wolf. Gizelle showed up with some red colored things on her fingernails on one hand. I noticed when she left the house, she left some of them.

Today I started to play with them. Mom kept taking them from me when she noticed I had them and was trying to eat them. But she messed up by putting them someplace I could get at them. So, when she woke up from her nap, they had “disappeared.” She’s still looking for them. He, He, He!

I’m a growing cat. I’m over a year old, and I need constant stimulation. Mom, if you snooze, you’ll lose. Don’t leave anything out that I can take and hide!

My Toys #12

Yesterday my mom took all of my toys and put them in a green basket on the floor in the foyer. Well, I don’t know what made her do that. It didn’t make me happy at all. So while she was asleep, I took out all of my toys and put them all around the house where they were before.

When she woke up today and saw my toys all around the house again, she shook her head. A little while later, she put all my toys back in the green basket. I just watched her do it. When she went to the store, I put my toys back around the house again. She just doesn’t get it.

This time I left a couple of my toys in the basket for her sake. The ones I don’t really like. I think I was very nice to do that. Maybe she was doing spring cleaning. Or maybe it was because she tripped over one of my toys the other day. Anyway, I like my toys all around the house, so I can play in whatever room I see one.

So far, she has left my toys alone. I’m interested in seeing what she will do next.

Mom and I on the Back Porch #11

Today was a nice day, and my mom Carolyn let me go on the back porch. She does it every day she makes coffee and sits at the kitchen table. I love watching the big fat squirrels run up and down the really tall tree in back of our house. I also like seeing the birds fly around, especially since the weather has become warm.

She doesn’t’ like to open the door when it’s cold outside. But sometimes I cry so loud she lets me go. When it’s raining, I sit in the threshold of the door and look outside. I have to keep watch because mom will leave the kitchen after she has her coffee and toast. I have to see where she went, which is usually the bedroom. I have to make sure she doesn’t leave the house while I am outside. But I don’t really worry because she always closes the doors before she leaves.

One day mom was on the porch with me. She brought out a kitchen chair and smelled the air, which she shouldn’t because she has hay fever. We looked out into our back yard, and listened to neighbors on their back porches.

Soon I heard her move the chair and leave the porch. Why? She saw I was downstairs on the first floor hallway being nosy. She called my name and I ran back upstairs. She closed both doors and left the kitchen. Since then she doesn’t always bring out the chair to sit down. I try to be a good cat and stay with her when she’s on the porch now.

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I Take Charge #10

This morning I made a big fuss so my mom Carolyn would get up. I ran up and down on her sleeping body. Finally I put my paw in her face and meowed so loud she jumped up and acted like a burglar was in the house. She needed to get up. This wasn’t the only time I have had to force her to wake up. I want her to wake up whenever I think she should get up, every day, upon request.

Mind you, she makes sure I have plenty of food, a clean litter box, and enough food to get me through the day. I have no physical needs other than the medicine she gives me for my inflamed gums. What I really want is for her to play with me, or open the back door so I can go outside on the porch. Usually once she wakes up, I will lay calmly down next to her. I like being in her company.

Mom keeps saying I act like a toddler. So what? I don’t want to be the only one awake in the house, so I wake her up. I don’t have anyone else to play with, so I will bring her a toy so she can play toss with me. It’s a perfect life.

My Medicine 2012 #9

I feel like I just ate a sponge. My mom Carolyn has been putting my medicine in my wet food to deal with my infected gums. I have to say my food tastes better, and I have been feeling better.

There is one problem, the side effects. The prednisone makes me really hungry and thirsty. It makes me puff out like a giant blow fish. So now I’m walking around the house with my stomach almost touching the ground. I don’t walk so much as waddle around the house.

I heard mom Carolyn say that I only have a few more days left to take the medicine. Then I intend to go on a diet!

I Eat Grass! 2012 #8

My Mom Carolyn put some grass seeds in a white bowl a few days ago. She put it on a shelf too high in our bedroom for me to jump on.  Every few days she watered the bowl. At night I tried to see if I could jump on the shelf to get to the bowl. I could smell something good up there. Whenever my owner caught me stretching myself on the bookcase, I would jump down and run under the bed.

She kept watering the plant until yesterday. She brought it down on the floor. It was grass! I love grass! I jumped at the chance to eat it. It’s delicious! It’s a mix of barley, wheat and some grass. It smelled good and I ate some of it. But she took it when I walked away for a few minutes. She said something about it needed to grow some more. I yelled at her until she put it back on the floor. Yummy!

I Tease My Owner - 2012 #7

I think my owner and I get along together. Still, I heard her talking about me the other day. She told her family that her vocabulary was being drained because all she had to talk to was a cat. She felt she was losing her ability to talk like an adult. She said she was going to go out more and be around other adults. She can try, but I think I am the best friend for her.

If Carolyn needs to be stimulated, I can do that. For example, I like it when I make her frustrated. Every night I like to jump on the furniture in the bedroom and push things off it. When she sees me on the bed getting ready to jump, I ignore her when she tells me to stop. I always manage to push at least one thing before she tries to grab me. It’s fun to see her get up to chase me after I jump off the dresser and run away. I’m too fast for her.

We do this dance almost every night when I am bored. I get excited, and she gets to exercise a little. We are the perfect pair!