Monday, July 25, 2016

                                    Monday Mashup

After Googling some info about a little day trip to Petaluma and purchasing Star Wars tix through Fandango yesterday, THIS was the ad that appeared on her Facebook sidebar a couple of minutes later. We don't know whether to laugh or scream.





Apparently, she did not learn her lesson the first time yesterday, as you may be able to tell from my expression above. If you are a slower learner (like her), certainly the little shot below should make everything clear.





An Homage to Snoopy atop His Doghouse.

Sunday, July 24, 2016

Sunday Selfie: Downput Me! Downput Me!


It was one thing when she wanted to hold me and pet me and cuddle. I mean, I can let her have her little snugglefest once in a while. 

But then, well THEN she sneakily dragged out the flashy box, and that was just Too Much, Kitties, it really was. Honestly, she cannot take such ridiculous liberties with my royal self.

Am I being soooo unreasonable?

Friday, July 22, 2016

Finally Friday!

Actually, now that summer school is over and real school will not begin till August 15, Friday has (temporarily) lost its celebratory feeling. Ho-hum. Just another day in the Castle. 
She did go to PetSmart to buy regular stuff, and she *did* remember to buy me a new toy or two. So there's that.

Thursday, July 21, 2016

                               Spitty's Special BlanKat

I gotted a wonderful present from . . . Finland(N)!
I've been kept away from it because of, well, you know, the fleeze--
but this morning I insisted it was time to let me play on it!
(She said I am not yet allowed to nap on it, because, you know, the fleeze.)
::shhhhhh::
The books has funny titles:  The Little Brown Mouse . . .
A Tale of Two Kitties . . .
Cat O'Nine Lives . . .
The Three Mouseketeers . . . Field Guide to the Garbage Can . . .
How to Catnap and Smile . . . 
Holy Cats . . .  &  How to Smell a Rat 



This is a special little movie starring my New BlanKat, 
Me, and my special blue ball. It was a good time, Kitties. 
A really good time. Alas, my blankat was ripped untimely away till the fleeze are completely gone. Phfffft.

Thanks to my wonderful Royal Pal, Punapippuri, King Kitty Cat of Finland(N)--and to his Aiti, too!

Tuesday, July 19, 2016

The Fleeze Report




So, here at the Castle, we continue to wage low-level guerrilla warfare against those insidious little freaks of nature.

The Human vacuums several times a week, and I am brushed and combed within an inch of my life. On her last flea-combing session, she found no fleeze on me, but they do like to hang out in the dark and damp and difficult-to-reach (aka impossible) tender areas. No metal teefs are going to scrape me *there*, no sirree.

I had an Advantage dose yesterday, so we will see how things go. The Human has covered most of my best sleeping places with white dishtowels, the better to easily find the corpses. She also employs a lint roller--no, not on *me*, Sillies, on the surfaces I arise from.

What's next, I ask you: Hazmat suits?

Monday, July 18, 2016

Oh, Give Me a Home . . .





The Human went out to visit my buffalo friends in Golden Gate Park today. 
Most of them were having their dinner, 
but one or two moseyed over to say Hey.

Sunday, July 17, 2016

Late Sunday Selfies: Spitty Loves His Red Floofy Ball

And what have we here, my little friends?
Mmmmmm, it smells *delightful*!
It's kind of tasty, too.
Let me just give it a little push here . . . 
Why, I feel like this little sucker could fly!