Velcro, Napping, and Other Fun Things

So, apparently it has been some time since the girl has let me write anything...but seeing as I have no sense of time...it could have been yesterday - you don’t know.

Anyway, it does seem like lots of stuff has happened since the last time I got to play with the mouse-y thing. There was this one day...the girl was playing with cords, I tried to play too, but she just shooed me away. Again with the shooing. Anyway, I think she was trying to make it neater in the home place, because she kept tripping on the cords that lead to the computer. So she gets them all put away and she has this stuff...what was it called...wait for it...oh yeah, I remember now, she yelled, "Bring back that Velcro!!!" So it must be called Velcro. Anyway, it was just sitting on her bed for the longest time how was I supposed to know she wanted to use it. I saw it, wanted it and took it. Eventually I gave it back (and if she thinks that she "found" it...she’s wrong, if I didn’t want her to have it back, it would still be mine) So that’s overrrrrrrrrr oh, no, time forrrrrrr some purrrrrrrrrrrrrrring...she picked me up...be rrrrrrrright back...

Hello. I’m here again. Got bored with the scratching...well, not bored, actually I thought I saw a bug and jumped down to chase it...but it was only, well nothing..I saw nothing, and by the time I realized it was nothing, the girl had moved on to other things. I tried to go back and get her to pay attention to me, but she kept telling me to get away from the hot stove. Whatever that means...

So the other day this other person was here...I think the girl calls her Joanne...I call her the other one. Anyway, the other one was using this mouse-y thing, and I was ignoring her...she is in my place, what does she think she is doing here. The girl isn’t here, she shouldn’t be here...but the girl lets the other one come over now and then to use the mouse-y thing...and sometimes she’s here A LOT. But whatever. I like not being the only one here, not that I will ever admit it. Back to the other one though...she kept trying to get me to play with her, she wanted to scratch me, and while I like the scratching, she is not the girl...so no scratching for you. (There is also this rrreeeeeeaaaaalllllyyyyy tall person that comes over once in a while...tries to pick me up...definitely not sure about that one...) But the other one gave up and was watching the other big screen thing in this room...I think the girl calls it the TV. So I thought I would tease the other one...got near her, let her think she could possibly pet me then HA!!! nope....I’m out of here! But, then the girl gets home, so I have to go to the other one too, because I don’t want the girl to think that I am a rude hostess...and I - WAIT! I’ll be right back!!!

Ok, sorry, I saw this red circle bug looking thing, it kept moving around really fast, and I needed to chase it a bit...I think the girl was controlling it though, because sometimes it would be very still and other times it would rest on my paw, but I couldn’t feel it at all...

Hmmm...what else has gone on...not a whole lot, I have done some more exercising, I really like my spot on top of the cabinets. Ooh, I have a new spot in the bedroom...I finally realized that I like those things called, um...pillows I think. Anyway, I know that the girl uses two of them when it is sleepy time, and there are two more, (what, just because I am a cat does not mean that I cannot count...I can type for goodness sake, I can certainly count.) Anyway, there were two more not being used, so I took them. They are mine now. (And, don’t ever tell the girl this...I’ll deny it...I really like snuggling next to her at sleepy time, she’s good people)

Hmmm...I think it is naptime...well, ok, it can always be naptime, but I have been awake for almost an hour now...definitely sleepy...

Later,
-- Baby Kitty

Mousy Toyz

ME-OW. The girl is in a bad mood...she doesn't even want to pet me. I was sitting on her shoulder, purring (like always) and she shooed me down. Shooed me. I never...well maybe that one time. Ok, so I did try to bite her forehead, but still...shooed? C'mon.

Whatever, I am over it, I found a mousy toy, I know it isn't a real mouse, but it is the closest I'll ever get to a real one...she doesn't even let me outside...ever. I suppose that is good though, there was a cat outside yesterday, and I had to puff up my tail so it looked more like the other cats. I also tried growling, but I don't think it heard me...oh, well...who cares.

But back to the girl...and her mood. I tried bringing her the mousy toy, but she didn't want it. She was trying to type for a while, but I am pretty sure I made her give up on that.. (well, so what if I felt like sitting on the keyboard...it is MY house after all.)

Now, sometimes she calls me monkey...and I am fairly sure she knows that I am NOT a monkey, but one can never be too careful, so I usually purr very loud when she calls me that...monkey's don't purr, do they? Oooh, wait.....I'll be back...

Sorry, she threw the mousy toy, and I had to run after it...then of course I realized it appeared that I was playing, so I left it alone and nonchalantly came back to the computer. She hadn't started typing again, so I am good.

I wish I knew what was wrong with the girrrrrrrl...oh, now she wants to pet me...she stillll seems upset, but who am I to rrrrrresist some nice scrrrrrrratching...

Laterrrrrrrrr

Baby Kitty