Tuesday, July 28, 2009

One Of Those Days

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Wildlife on the Front Porch

Weekends usually entertain me, but this weekend the wildlife in the hood decided to surprise me.

It started Saturday morning around 5:30 a.m.

Dad was having his morning coffee, mom was still in bed sleeping and I was laying in the morning sun by the front door looking out the window.

All of a sudden here comes Baby the Raccoon, but as I looked closer Baby was bringing babies with her. Three baby raccoons. Do you know that they hop like bunnies and play like puppies and kitties? They were jumping and playing and ruff housing. They are sooo cute.

I started knocking on the window. Tap, Tap, Tap with my big paws.

I went and told Dad – Meow, Meow, Meow

Look, look, look I have new baby friends.

Dad came to the window laughing and asked me “Should we wake up mom? No, we better let her sleep, today is going to be a long, hot day with the car show.”

So Dad and I sat for almost an hour watching Baby and her kits. They ate Hilters leftover cat food, took baths in Hilter’s water dish then moved to Haley’s water bucket and almost fell in it. It was so much fun.

I kept pawing at the windows, I wanted Dad to let me out so I could play too.

Then they left. Hopping, skipping, rolling, laughing little raccoon babies.

“Come back, Come back… Mom needs to take pictures and she is still sleeping, you have to wait until she gets up to leave.”

They were gone.

The rest of the morning and afternoon was very boring, no mom and dad, no entertainment. Purrs Naps.

Then, that night when mom and dad came home the wildlife entertainment continued.

It was dark outside and very late. Dad was with one of his buddies out in the garage/shop. Mom had come in for the evening and was looking for a snack or two to nibble on. I offered her Nippers, but she said no, we couldn’t eat Nippers.

Hilter was meowing at the front door, so mom took her some kitty food. I guess she decided to give her extra in case Baby and her babies came for a treat too.

It was nice and quiet, when all of a sudden I got company at the front door. The front door was open, but luckily the screen door was latched and I haven’t quite got the muscle to open it yet, cuz I would have been out that door in a second.

My skunk came back, my skunk came back, I haven’t seen my skunk friend in weeks. Here skunkie, come closer skunkie I want to see you and your beautiful fluffy tail.

Tap, Tap, Tap on the screen door; let me out I want to play with Skunkie.

Mom came to see what the ruckus was about. She stood there almost like a statue, afraid to move. I was still tapping on the screen door. She finally slowly moved away and shut the actual front door.

No No No, Meow Meow Meow, Hss at mom – I want to play with Skunkie. I was throwing what mom calls my Winston kitty fits.

She got on the phone and called Dad in the garage and told him about Skunkie; Dad told her to sheww Skunkie away. I thought Mom was going to reach threw the phone and strangle dad. She asked him if he wanted to sleep with skunk smell all night. He said “no”, but he didn’t want Skunkie on the porch.

Do skunks smell bad? I want to know.

She went back to the front door and now here is Skunkie and Baby the Raccoon both on the front porch. Baby must have left her kits at home because they weren’t there. All I could think of though is “Oh my, this isn’t going to be pretty.” But they were sharing Hilter’s leftovers out of the food dish. I didn’t know Raccoons and Skunks got along. What an interesting site.

But where is Hilter, my wonderful outside sister cat? Hilter are you o.k.? Oh there you are, Hilter. In front of the garage door.

Hilter what are you doing? Hilter? Hilter has a mouse. She is throwing it way high in the air and catching it, dropping it, chasing it, catching it, and throwing into the air again. I hear her chirping at it. Meeeoooowwww Meeooow Meeooowww

Hilter does your mousie have a name? Hey Hilter do you see Skunkie and Baby? They are on the porch. Hilter ignores them, she is more interested in her mouse.

All this activity and I am locked inside with mom. Mom still can’t speak, she can’t move, she is absolutely amazed that all of this is going on at the same time. She is so amazed that she forgot to go get the camera and take pictures.

How can I have proof of this without pictures? I just don’t know what to do about her.

I don’t know how long this went on. It seemed like a long time. It was so fun to see all the anipals getting along, but eventually they left.

The mouse was dead, Hilter was hungry again; asking for more food since Skunkie and Baby ate everything that was left to eat.

Then dad called to see if they could come out of the garage cuz neighbor Brett wanted to go home and dad wanted to come in and see if mom had left any treats for him.

The excitement was done for the evening and it was time for me to have a nap and dream about tomorrow.

Friday, July 17, 2009

How to Respond to the Demands of a Cat

I have been having issues with my Human Dad.

He used to sit on the sofa and I would lay along side him when I wanted my belly rubbed. Now that it has been sooo hot out he thinks he needs to lay on the floor in front of the air blower machine (Fan I guess its called) to watch the TV.

I hate that air blower machine thing, it scares me and annoys me all at once. It blows my fur outta place, it blows my ears, and worse of all it blows my tail feathers (well I guess I don’t have feathers – that's Nippers my duckie that has the feathers on his tail). But my tail is almost short enough to be a duck tail.

I have finally gotten enough courage to lay in front Dad so I can get a belly rub or it won’t happen at all. But the Belly Rubs are different laying on the floor than they were when I was laying next to him on the couch. Maybe its because he is laying down and not sitting up. I just don’t know. Not enough torque on the belly muscles. I try to use mechanics words so he will understand. He gives his cars more belly rubs than he gives me.

The process of getting to the position to receive a belly rub often seems long and drawn out. I have to lay down, get up go in a circle, re-adjust my lay down spot, lay down again, this time more on my back and less on my side. Last night I had to re-adjust at least three times if not more. I would meow at dad during each rotation, and he would ask "Ain't I doing it right?" I would MEOW - NOOOO, and try again. I finally gave up gave him a even louder MEOW and walked away with my tail in the air. I had had it.

I really want to give the job back to mom.

I don’t know what mom finds so demanding, but she hasn’t been setting down very often lately so she is no help at the Belly Rubs, Nose Rubs and the gentle Tail Pulls that I absolutely adore. I like her’s the best anyway so trying to train Dad is a major kitty headache.

Oh then there is the issue of the Air Conditioner that has been placed in their sleeping area. That room is nice and cool. The room is very comfortable for sleeping, but the door has to remain shut for the room to stay cold.

I don’t know if I have told you this before, but I HATE closed doors. They let me in and I want out. They let me out and I want in. Why can’t they just leave the door open like they do the rest of the year. Of course, if I'm on the outside of the door I have the talent to open the door on most occasions, however last night I asked to go out the door and they blocked the door on the inside so I couldn’t get back in. I MEOW and MEOW to no avail. They purposefully ignored my demands.

That is NOT how Humans are suppose to Respond to the Demands of a Cat. If a cat MEOWs humans should immediately respond.

My opinion Humans need more training with their cats and less time away from the home at that place they call work.

Thank is my thought for the day. *Tail Up In The Air*

Thursday, July 9, 2009

"Haley" The Neighbor Cat – The Intruder

Haley, what can a cat say bout Haley??

Haley iz:
alwayz thirsty
alwayz hungry
alwayz lookin for attention

Haley luvs da raccoons
She iz alwayz hungry (oh I already said dat)
Now Haley is an intruder.

Mom haz alwayz been nice to Haley. If Haley sits at da front door and looks longingly into mom’s eyes, Mom always gives in and feeds her. Mom says Haley iz losing weight, mom’s afraid tat Haley’s humans aren’t feeding her.

Since mom luvs all living creatures, except maybe snakes – mom will run at da site of a snake. Mom will feed whatever comes to da door. Except humans, they can fend for themselves she says.

Haley hasn’t learned how to knock on da door like da raccoons do.

So last night…. Haley was hungry and causing a ruckus outside da front door. Mom could hear her and went and got her food. As mom was trying to get out da door to feed Haley, Haley decided to make my inside home hers. What da heck?

What is this big hug orange cat doing in my house? She walked in like she owned the place. Like she had been in the house before.

Now Haley is only 3 years old and we have only been in da house 3 years. As far as I know she has never been in da house, unless mom snuck her in. But I don’t tink so. She would have left orange fur and orange kitty smell.

I had to rub for over an hour on da spot she laid to get her smell off my carpet. Meeooowwww

I like her to visit with da screen door in-between us, I don’t need her to come in and get up-close and personal. She wanted to cuddle. Oh girl kitty germs.

Mom picked her up and took her back outside to her food dish. She apparently wasn’t dat hungry cuz she went directly to her water bucket and proceeded to try to drink da bucket dry.

No Intruders in my house, as long as I am da King.

NO NO NO .... No Intruders in my house!!!

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Woof Wednesday

I am feeling very blah today. Just want to hang out, hang upside down, or hang over the edge.

A friend sent me this picture and I thought I'd share.