Tabby Tattletale Tuesday

I love to lick mom's fingers.  They taste pretty good.  I love that she remembered to bring me turkey leftovers from Thanksgiving dinner.  Mom did not cook for us and so while we waited patiently for mom and dad to return home we never doubted that they would come in the door with a bag full of bird for us.

Grete got invited in for dinner but got a little bit upset by our 3 little cousin woofies.  She asked to go back to the car and wait.  Grete's a little silly that way.  It turned out ok, because we ended up sharing our turkey with her. There was plenty to go around.  I think she didn't want to eat without us kitties by her side.

I put the bitey on moms fingers sometimes too, but only nice and gentle.  I've got to be good now that Santa has started watching me.

I gave mom and dad a funny scare on Monday night.  I like to go outside to do my business (you wouldn't expect me to share a litter box with mancats would you?).  I went outside for a few minutes and when I came back to the door to come inside, my mom smelled skunk!  She was all nervous because she didn't know if I had been skunked or if the skunk was just out there somewhere.  When I came in mom gave me a nervous sniff and then was so happy that I didn't stink.  I got hugged a lot when she realized it was just sweet smelling me!

Monday Funday!

I was contacted by the nice people at a toy company...yes, you read that right...a toy company!  Yay!  I love toys!

They wanted me to try out one of their new toys.  They thought it would be cool if I could test this out with my cat family and Grete woofie.  I mean if it passes through all our paws with flying colors...well...anyway, we were up to the offer.  I told mom to say YES!

The Anti-Gravity WEB RUNNER from Fantasma Toys is a remote controlled black widow spider that uses patent-pending air suction technology to operate on the floor, walls and even upside-down! It has fully functioning articulated legs, glowing red eyes and can move over smooth surfaces in any direction with 360 degrees of motion.

The spider is completely controlled wirelessly via its combination remote control and charging station. This is the first product to be developed based on the comic book called “A.G. Arachnids,” also created by Fantasma Toys. The suggested retail price is $39.99 and you can find it at Amazon.com and other places in addition to their website.

When the box came, my momma Ellie made me stay back.  She was not at all sure about this "toy". I agreed to stay back in the box.  The box was amazing and I loved it!  This toy turned out to be a ginormous spider.  While we normally eat up spiders without blinking, I think this was the mother of all spiders coming back to seek revenge.  I tried to apologize for any spiders I may have eaten...but she wouldn't listen.

Mom followed the written instructions on how to get the spider charged up.  She was proud of herself and said it was pretty easy to do.  Then mom took over controlling the camera and dad controlled the spider.

Grete woofie went nutso!  She barked and barked and barked.  It hurt my ears!

Grete tried to protect Figaro from the monster spider.  We were all kind of scared but mom was laughing at us.  Can you believe that?  Here we are battling for our lives from Shelob and mom is laughing.

Finally mom took Grete out of the room so I could make nice with the spider.  It was kinda cool.

Mom says that she would not leave Grete in the room alone with the spider as it would be easy for her to eat it up and the plastic would not be good in her tummy at all.  Grete did want to eat it.  Mom thinks we will only be able to play with it when Grete is not in the room.

Here is a video of us running from playing with the spider.

Cats with Spider Toy from Cory Cat on Vimeo.

Black Friday

It's early in the morning.  Mom...what do you mean the stores are already open?  I'm just waking up...what's up?

Black Friday?  It has nothing to do with Black Cats like me?

Something must be done about this!

I say we black cats join forces to put a stop to mindless spending of money on things that people don't need and turn this day into a day to celebrate black cats.  Turn it into a day to adopt black cats!

Did you know that black cats are less likely to be adopted than cats of other fur colors?  That we sit in shelters and foster homes longer?  Did you know that when all my Siamese fur siblings got adopted in a nanosecond...as well as my momma...no one had inquired about adopting precious little me?

So today.  I beg you.  Hug a black cat.  Kiss a black cat.  Give treats to a black cat.  Write a song about a black cat.  But most important, adopt a black cat.

Nigel and I thank you.

Society of Feline Gardeners- Thankful Thursday

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I've had a lot of time to reflect on this past year.  I have so much to be thankful for on this Thanksgiving Day.

I'm thankful that my mom and dad love me so much that they keep me inside when I'm not feeling my best.  I'm thankful they take me to the v-e-t and give me medicine when I need it.  I'm thankful that I can still view my garden from the window even when I can't put my own paws in the dirt.  I'm thankful for my happy home.

I'm thankful that I can look forward to what next year will bring.  I'm thankful for the memories of good times in the garden last spring.

I'm grateful I got to enjoy springtime grass.  I'm thankful knowing that there will be plenty more next year.

I'm thankful for my good friend and Garden Society VP Alfie Marshall.  I'm thankful he was able to come and visit with me!

I'm thankful for Tillamook  Extra Sharp Cheddar Cheese because my sister Cory adores it so much.  Anything that makes her happy makes me purr.

I'm thankful that my dad is such a good gardener and I get the privilege of snoopervising him.  I'm thankful for my mom that follows us around with a camera.

I'm thankful that my brother Figaro came to be my apprentice in the garden last February when he was a wee 6 months old.  I'm thankful he is now my forever brother.  I think I should promote him to Garden Society Secretary. 

Wishing you all a very Happy Thanksgiving!

Walkie Wednesday

Hi there!  Grete here reporting from Nye Beach Oregon!  I don't get to go here very often, but if I'm really good and I ask nicely I get to come here.  I just love it!  I can run and run and run! 

The beach is so big it makes me feel small.

I get to meet up with nice friends.  Friends I just met a couple of minutes ago! 

If you share a common love of the beach, you are instant friends!

You can find all sorts of interesting smells here.  There is stuff that washed up from the ocean.  I wish you could smell it too, it was amazing!  I was a good girl and did not roll in it.

I ran some more.

And then I paused to reflect on how thankful I am for the good life I have.  I have a loving family, a wonderful home, I have great friends, I love my kitties, I get to go to fun and beautiful places.  What more could a dog want?

Visitors!!!!

 

Guess who came for dinner?  Mom told me to get my flat self ready because guests were in town.  I was SO happy to see my good pal flat Chey waiting for me.  Our moms and dads toasted the occasion.

But it wasn't only Flat Chey...it was Flat Skeezix too!  The last time the 3 of us had dinner together it was at BlogPaws!   The Portland restaurant customers were buzzing with excitement at seeing the 3 of us together!

Chey was a bit horrified, but both Skeezix and I let the male pet us!  We liked it!  I was truly disappointed that he did not bring me a sock. 

Don't believe the menu...I am NOT a fegan.  Neither is Chey or Skeezix.  Our crazy humans took us to a place that did not serve extra sharp Tillamook Cheddar!  I was so embarrassed to not be able to provide that for my furriends. 

Once dinner was finished we said goodbye to Chey and her humans...and then mom told me the surprise.

Skeezix was coming home with us for the holidays!

I told him I was upset that there was no mothers milk for him to drink, but we did have a nice red wine.  He wasn't amused, but maybe by the time he leaves he'll be a believer.

You can see my momma Ellie is clearly in awe of him.  He's a star you know.

Figaro is not so sure.  He says he's got to get to know him a bit better before forming an opinion.

We are looking forward to showing Skeezix around town!

Monday Madness!

Mom got a new supply of fleecy socks for the winter.  She said I could play with them before she put them away.  I could hardly believe my good fortune.

Even though they were clean and not all dirty and stuff, I adore them all.

I played and scattered them and whapped them and carried them through the house.  I even sang a little song.

Thanks mom!  You can wear them now.  Can I have them back when you get them all smelly?

Society of Feline Gardeners-Thursday with Jonesie

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Welcome back to my garden.  I can't actively manage my garden or snoopervise my dad because I've had some issues.  I can only look out the window.  Turns out that this year has been horrible for fleas...or as one of my furriends put it, a very good year for fleas and a bad year for kitties like me who are severely allergic to their bites.  All it takes is one of those little beasts and I chew and scratch myself raw.

I went to the v-e-t and they gave me a shot of antibiotics and I'm back on my prednisone pills.  They also shaved my furs off so I have a very "interesting" fur-do.  My mom and dad won't let me go outside, even if I have Garden Society business to tend.

Mom and dad are going to have to be aggressive in fighting the little flea monsters to protect me.  I'm sweet.  I must taste good to them.

I had to give dad specific instructions for gardening this weekend.  He had to go and find all of the vegetables that are still clinging on for dear life out there.  He did a good job and found the remaining green bell peppers.   

Figaro's momma was out in the garden enjoying our late harvest nip.  She said she'd be willing to help out since I can't be outside.  She's a member of the Society of Feline Gardeners as well, but she doesn't blog.

She helped mom find 9 wee little raspberries.  She butted mom's hand with her head and told mom to bring the berries directly to me.  Mom obeyed.

Thanks mom!  You can take the cat out of the garden, but you can't take the garden out of the cat!

Please leave a link.  It will make me purr if my furriends are able to get in their gardens this week.

Walking on Wednesday with Grete

I love my walkies in the Park Blocks.  It makes me think of my buddy Bogart.  Before he moved away he used to walk the streets of Portland and he loved the North Park Blocks.  My territory is the South Park Blocks.  Fall is the best time of year to walk here.

Here's my pal Abraham Lincoln.  I keep hoping he'll have a dog treat in his hand.  Again, I am disappointed.

At the Art Museum there is a coyote.  He doesn't say much.

I barked at a few squirrels and pigeons.  That is always tons of fun.

The trees are beautiful.

I'm thinking of going back to school...NOT!  I passed my obedience classes and I have no intention of going back for graduate studies.

Thanks for coming along with me today!