What The...???

Seriously, what is with The Girl lately? She keeps leaving, for a bunch of days in a row...not that I can tell time, but well, that big yellow thing-y in the sky comes up, goes down, and keeps repeating that pattern, sooooo...I assumed. Oh, and the fact that other people, who are CLEARLY NOT The Girl come over and give us food. Which makes them ok people to be, but still...she is shirking her duties. I mean, I need some quality Girl time. And for the last REALLLLLLLLY long while, she's been telling us that "Grammy Gloria" wil be here soon. Well, that's great. Last time that lady was here, The Sister and I got our nails cut...which sucks. (Actually, I love it, but NEVER tell The Girl, I try to squirm around as much as possible...so does The Sister.)

So, back to Grammy Gloria. Now, I do like this lady, I remember her, she gives us treats and plays with us...ahem, I mean she cares about ourrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Sorry, The Girl is home today after "traveling" - whatever. Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah, Grammy Gloria caring about our well-being. And, she's pretty nice too...but she smells like other cats, lots of other cats, and I don't know what to think about that.

So, now that The Girl is back again, maybe strange people won't have to come over (not strange, like strangers, no, I know who they are (The Tall One came over a few times, and just this last trip, it was someone who has been here before, but only when The Girl is, never on her own...I called her The Funny One, because she thought it would be cute to take pictures of us BEFORE feeding us the other day...and I thought it'd be funny to claw at her face. I didn't. Claw her face that is, I'm way above that level, but I thought it - and thought it would be funny...hence, The Funny One) but they are strange, weird, oddball, not normal, etc. (The Girl keeps a Thesaurus around here somewhere, and sometimes I get bored - don't judge...))

So, anyway, what was I talking about? Hmmm...doesn't matter, I don't remember, and I don't really care anymore, as long as The Girl stops this awful "traveling" stuff...

Later,
Baby Kitty

Shiny New Things

Bah. I must stop letting The Girl control my time in front of this computer thing. I will have to work on that with her (and by with her, I mean by planting direct suggestions in her brain.) I haven't been here in soooooooo long, there is so much different now. I hate different. (well, I don't really hate different, but I pretend to)

Anyway, a little while after my last post, I got, oh, what's it called??? Oh, yeah...a "sister". Whatever. All I know is that the girl was gone for a really long time one day, and then came back to MY house with ANOTHER CAT!!! Can you believe that???? She kept telling me that it was Rocky, her brother's cat, but I didn't care...if it was HIS cat, why was she at MY house??? Seriously. So, I tried to hate her. I hissed at her every chance I got, and I swiped at her, but (unfortunately) she has claws too...so no more swatting for me. And then I...

Sorry, there was a bug I thought I saw, and that was more important than this silly "blog" So, back to the "sister". I chased her around, in fact, she basically lived under the bed...hahahaha, the creature under the bed!!!

But then something happened. We moved. The Girl kept telling me that we might move, and then she kept asking both of us (me and the "sister") if we were excited for moving day. I tried to express to her that I really didn't care one way or the other as long as the food bowls and clean litter boxes would be there. (Not that my two - yeah, I have two now...one perk of the "sister" - are ever dirty, but I wanted to make sure she didn't forget how to clean them) So one day all of a sudden, I'm caged into something. I mean, rude!! One minute I am relaxing on the bed, enjoying the sunshine, and the next minute...I'm stuck inside a little tiny box. (At least the "sister" was in a box too...) And then these other people came over and took all the stuff from the house, and then the girl took us in the car thing. (Gosh I really hate that thing...it makes me kinda ill). Then we were in some new building, but it had all of MY stuff in it. Yes, it was all in different places, but it was all there. (And there was a different TV thingy there too...better than the old one, and still on the swivel-y thing.) So, I start explorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr........oh, sorry, The Girl started scratching and I got to purring...no wonder it takes me so long to write a single post. Not that time matters to me.

Anyway, I started exploring this new place, and I found that it wasn't too bad. I had a new circular track for my exercising The Girl keeps asking me if I am qualifying for the Kitty 500...I have no idea what that is, but I am not into competing...well, I am, actually, but only with the "sister".) And yes, the "sister" was there too...but now she wasn't the creature under the bed anymore. Crap. She realized pretty quickly that this wasn't the place that I owned, but a new place and that we both sorta owned it...the one time that a cat's intelligence has turned out bad for me. Anyway, I tried the hissing with the "sister" again, but she wasn't having it anymore. Fine. I'll stay out of her way, she will stay out of mine.

So, this computer and mouse-y thing...oooh, mouse...wait, blog now, mouse later...aren't in the same room as the good TV anymore, but that's ok, cause The Girl says that "fall TV" is starting up soon. (Not a clue, nor do I care.) but she spends more time in that other room...so I should be able to write more now.

Ok, I must go and find out why The Girl hasn't refilled my food bowls (two jobs, food and litter...how hard is that???)

-- Baby Kitty

It Is All About Me

Well, the girl (hey, if she can call me "baby kitty" I can call her "the girl") finally let me get on the computer to type something...oooh, mouse. Wait, I know...not that kind of mouse. Fine.

So I spent the last few days pondering my existance here in this (yet again) new home. It is much smaller than the last one, but at least I have more than one room to be in. But the girl closes the door to the room with the most water...wait, shhh...what was that noise? Nevermind, I have puffed my tail in case anyone comes in...anyways, she closes the door to the water room all the time so I can't make any mischief in there...what is that about?

There are also none of those OTHER animals here, like there were after the scary ride...we may have even not been on the ground, I don't know...I felt really good during the ride, but I don't remember too much of it. So, basically, I like this place. I can control the world from the big opening by my chair, or sometimes I control what happens from my high perch near the ceiling. Whereverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.......

Sorry, the girl came over and started scratching and I started purring...it was all over from then, but my mind control made her stop. I have to finish writing soon though, before she comes back again. Now, where was I? Eh...doesn't matter...oh, wait, controlling the world. Yeah...so I have decided that I will begin working on the girl, it takes a while with her, but eventually she learns. I like to have things a certain way. For example, the other day there was someone sitting on my chair. So I stared at them for like 7 hours...when that human refused to move I sat on the OTHER chair staring at the fuzzy weird thing for another 7 hours (or five minutes...whatever) Anyway, finally the girl moved the fuzzy weird thing and I could sit on the chair...even though it was the wrong chair. I thought the other human might be smart enough to realize she was on MY chair, but I guess not...oh well...

Uh oh, herrre comes the girrrrrrl again....must. Resist. Scrrrrrratching.....oh well...I was borrrrrrred with this anyway. Later.

-- Baby Kitty (hey, I didn't say I hated the nickname...)