One Eye on the Future

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, to...

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'...