One Eye on the Future

Well.  Good news on the lap front - at least we think it is.  I came downstairs, after MUCH coaxing from MomKatt, last night to recline in her lap for nearly 2 hours before she & DadKatt went to bed!  My nemesis, Feisal, behaved himself for a change and stayed in his Siamese Rescue "Millie" bed and did not interfere with me, even when I crossed from the sofa to hop onto the table in front of the window & check out the birds. But, in leaping from the cat tree to MomKatt's lap/sofa initially, something weird happened and I fell on top of Morticia, who was in the heated cat bed next to the easy chair in between the tree & the sofa!  I was really sorry - I didn't mean to scare the fur off of her.  It just wasn't her night - later on, Peppers dislodged her from the same window seat that I had been on watching the birds eat Oliver's dry food from his bowl on the porch.  Poor Morticia ...  MomKatt hopes to get me back into her lap tonight while she

Morning peeps!  Happy FURRRRIDAY! Just a quick note, 'cause there's nothing much else to report around here today, Feisal seems to be feeling better this morning.  Not much, but a little.  MomKatt says she wishes he wouldn't "scare her" like that, but she reckons he just has decent days and days where he just does NOT feel good, and acts accordingly.    Thank you ALL for your purrs & concern & notes.  We really do appreciate them!  I just wish he'd leave ME alone!  MOL I was a wiggly, squiggly thing this morning - MomKatt picked me up for my usual morning cuddle under her chin and I was having NONE of it!  I wanted to wiggle and shake, so I leaped out of her arms onto the ottoman!  You can't hold ME back!  But then she sat down and I relented, 'cause I really DID want to be petted, don'cha know, just where and how *I* designated, not where anyone else wanted me to be petted. Sometimes, a girl's just got to assert herself! Also

Hi peeps, Could all of you maybe purr a little for my crazy brofur, Feisal?  He's not doing too well.  Short story long, he's either got lymphoma or IBS, MomKatt doesn't know which, but for a long time his poops haven't been normal and he's been on Prednizone, because MomKatt didn't want to put him through all kinds of invasive procedures - and possibly more - to find out what was wrong.  (He's 10 years old and has lost a good amount of weight over the last few months.)   But his "quality of life" is still good, or at least it HAS been; he still persecutes me, he still eats very well, he's still fairly active & wants attention, wants to be petted, etc. But he's recently lost more weight ... MomKatt still has him on the Pred (transdermal) and slippery elm to try to soothe his intestines so he doesn't feel like he has to "go" quite so much.  His poops haven't been solid for a very long time and he really doesn't

Morning Peeps! Well, it's " 'Ticia Tuesday" so here is a picture of my sisfur, Morticia, all tucked in her carrier & ready to visit far-flung places (i.e. the vet - which she HATES): Isn't she beautiful?  Her fur is so glossy - almost as shiny as mine is!  She's small, though, like me, though her body is more cobby, whereas I'm slender & reedy.  But she's quite svelte and any mankatt would be proud to have her (but the handsome Hudson claims that privilege - here's their wedding picture, I hope I haven't shown this yet): He's got his tongue out - isn't that funny?  MOL  He's like my DadKatt - a bit irreverent!   Morticia really *does* want to be my friend, I think, and lately I've not been hissing at her as much.  She & Peppers, my other black kitty sibling, both come running as a "posse" whenever Feisal starts bugging me.  It's kinda funny that they do that, but MomKatt thinks they are tryi

Ahhhhhhhhhh ... it's good being me.  I mean, really!  Even aside from the fact that "that Feisal" kept coming upstairs yesterday, trying to pester me & get a rise out of me.  I showed HIM.  Plus, MomKatt was on the PC yesterday (very unusual for her on a Sunday) so she made sure to shoo him out of the room.  MY room, thankyouverymuch.  I've noticed that hiding just under the edge of the big ottoman is the best place to POUNCE on him when he comes in and starts giving me a hard time, so whenever MomKatt came back into the room from shooing him downstairs, she just sees my face poking out from under the ottoman, with my eye turned up to her.  I hope she knows that I consider "shooing" to be a vital part of her job of keeping me.  I think she does but, sometimes, with these two-leggers, you just never know. Anyways, I got some lap time yesterday afternoon, late, while MomKatt read her book on the Black Death.  She's got a cool bookmark, too, that dang

Morning Peeps! Well, in the category of "You'll never believe this, but ... ", I was actually a very well-behaved lady last night!  Despite the pull exerted by the lunar forces, all I wanted was to curl up in MomKatt's lap on the sofa while she tried to eat her salad in some sort of peace (I didn't pester her for any of THAT - pfffft!  What self-respecting cat wants RABBIT FOOD for Bast's sake?)  Then, she curled up to watch a documentary on Betty Ford and I got behind her butt and promptly fell asleep. I guess most humans would consider that a really boring Friday night, especially younger ones, but I can tell ya:  a human butt is a nice, warm, solid thing to curl up against when you're a cat and want to take a nice little kip somewhere comfy!  MOL! However, this morning I'm getting late moon vibes and I'm rolling around on the ottoman as MomKatt types, dictating all the while and mauling a little white furry mousie that's got pink eye

Hiya peeps! I'm sure glad it's Friday, aren't you?  I'd originally called this entry "Furry Friday", then realized that TONIGHT IS THE FULL MOON !  Whoohoo!  I can't wait to go completely BONKERS!  And I can't wait to hear if any of you guys do loony and loopy and CRAAAAAZY things today/tonight!  I'll fill you all in about my antics tomorrow!  Meanwhile, MomKatt's coming home from her work early today to clean house, THEN guess what?  She's going to spend ALL NIGHT playing with ME!  Whoohoo! I was all wiggly this morning when she picked me up to love on me!  And last night, she laughed at 'cause I scared myself, poking my head in the metal trash can in the upstairs bathroom, only to spook for some reason and pull out of it abruptly, bringing the can clanging onto its side on the floor and scaring my black self silly!  I high-tailed it outta there, let me tell ya! Oh dear ... I guess this means the vacuum this afternoon ... oh

Hello Peeps! Well, Selina's taking a well-earned day off from her blog entries, so I'm filling in.  I'm Selina's MomKatt, Laura, with some thoughts on my little uniocular baby (realizing that, as of Sat. July 9, she will have been with us for three months exactly!) She's a nut, first of all.  If you don't laugh in the first two minutes of being in the same room with her, you have NO sense of humor and are a total waste of space as a human being. She's totally fearless.  She'll try anything once - I wish I had that kind of courage.  The Civil War historian, Shelby Foote, said that U. S. Grant had what Foote termed "4 o'clock in the morning courage", the kind of courage where Grant could have been awoken at 4 AM, told the enemy had just turned his right flank and still be as cool as a cucumber.  That's my Selina - nothing fazes her.  She frequently plays so hard that she rolls off of my ottoman in my office/her bedroom, and she'

It's Tuesday, and this is my sisfur, Morticia's day to be featured on my blog so ... here she is! She looks a bit disgusted, doesn't she?  MOL  Probably tired of MomKatt holding that cell phone camera in front of her (this was taken yesterday morning) and taking piccys of her!  But they have a very special relationship, those two, so I doubt she's too upset. Anyway, back to ME now ('cause it's all about ME y'know *wink*).  I went on a late-night "Marauding Pawty" last night!  The carnage was awful, as MomKatt discovered when she came upstairs to attend to me & scoop my litterbox this morning.  Let's see ... I wanted something to read so I'd pulled some books off the bookshelves, nearly getting them into my food/water bowls ... the blanket that Uncle Bill sent with me, and which MomKatt kept to cover her purple ottoman in my room, was pulled COMPLETELY off of the ottoman and partially stuffed into my water bowl (I got wrapped up in

Mondays are my LEAST favorite days of the week.  I get used to MomKatt being here for two days, then BANG!  It's time for her to go to that "work" place again.  I can tell she's not happy about going, too, anymore than I am about her going.  Oh well ... I guess it keeps me in kibble.  (But I don't have to like it.) Well, I got MORE lap time last night!  But I have to be vigilant, even there; these other cats want to get in MomKatt's lap, too, but when I'M there, this is NOT happening.  Livia started walking between the front of the sofa & the coffee table and I STARED at her the entire time.  I mean I never took my eye off of her for a SECOND.  Then, she tried to be all smart, and get on the BACK of the sofa (maybe she thought I didn't know you could do that!)  HA!  I've not only gotten on the back of the sofa myself, SHE isn't as quiet and stealthy as she thinks she is.   I WHIRLED around in the lap and flattened my body down and STARED

OMC!  I cannot believe I haven't meowed to my peeps before today!  Well, obviously, it's been a busy week for the MomKatt so I've not gotten any computer time.  :(   However, I hope everyone & their furramily had a nice Fourth of July - I know *I* did!  As usual, there were the fireworks inside with my brofur, Feisal, who still doesn't accept that I'm Queen of the Upstairs and that that is my kingdom!  BOYS !  (Here he is again BTW.)   Lazy butthead.  Apparently, he used to sleep on the cable box downstairs 'til Mom&DadKatt broke him of that habit after my sisfur, Livia, threw up on TWO of the boxes, shorting them out and making them take them back to the cable company to exchange them!  They decided they didn't want to explain that their cat had barfed on not one, but TWO, of the boxes!  MOL! On a more positive note, MomKatt took an extra day off from the long weekend (Tues.) to stay home and do you know what I did?  While she watched TV, I