Friday, December 29, 2017

                   Guest Post by Butterscotch: Help Me

Please. Put me down. Oh please. Really. I'm asking nicely.

Context: The Human abandoned me a second time to go gallivanting once more to the Home of Lilybelle. This is Butters, Lily's brother, being manhandled by the Human, who is beyond slow to take a message.

Tuesday, December 26, 2017

Post-Christmas Action in the Castle--
and Elsewhere

So the Human came home this afternoon, and to her credit
 she did feel considerable guilt over having abandoned me 
to go off and cavort with other Humans

That guilt manifested itself in a good deal of playtimes 
with tissue paper and a backscratcher, a strange combination 
which actually turned out to make themselves into a pretty fun toy.

However . . . 
The Human has other sins to count, as you can see here in this compromising photo taken at about 2:00 a.m. on Christmas, as the Human welcomed new bedmate Lilybelle.
I mean, infidelity is never a pretty thing, but did she
have to take a freaking picture to flaunt on my blog?

Sunday, December 24, 2017

Merry Christmas, EveryKitty and EveryHuman!

The Human in kerchief, and I in my cap
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap
When out on the lawn, there arose such a clatter
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter

Ha ha ha -- Are you kidding me? I *never* spring from my beddie! And certainly not for no chubby guy in a red suit with eight antlered Bambis. Nosiree, once this boy's a-sleepin', he stays put. Have a wonderful holiday! Sweet dreams.

Friday, December 22, 2017

Master Cat Carefully Grows a New White Whisker

Can you see it there, just coming in on my left cheek? Soon I'll be balanced again.

Wednesday, December 20, 2017

                           Ding-Dong, Intruder's Gone

Ah, peace reigns in the Palace. The sunpuddles abound, the clamor of voices falls silent, 
the constant comings and goings draw to a close. The Kingdom is secure.

Tuesday, December 19, 2017

Tree-Time Tuesday: Dawn to Dusk

So yesterday, the Human and the Intruder traveled north to Armstrong Redwoods State Natural Reserve in Guerneville, and then later (much, much later) they went out in search of Christmas lights to gawk at. I don't care nuffing at all for the lights, but I think I would really enjoy sharpening my little swords on those gigantic* trees.

*Bonus picture:

Sunday, December 17, 2017

Stressed-Out Sunday Selfie

Kitties, Can't you see how tense and unsafe I feel with the Intruder here for days and days and days? I'm a nervous wreck.

Friday, December 15, 2017

Tuesday, December 12, 2017

                          Gimme That Here Right Now

I can kill this anytime I want to; it's a real wuss. 
Tastes just like victory to me!

Sunday, December 10, 2017

                          Sunday Selfie: Bliss in a Box

I achieve total rapture during my laptime/brushietime only if the Human allows both me and my Little Box of Peace and Harmony to be as One on her lap. See? That wasn't so much to ask, was it?

Saturday, December 9, 2017

     Random Caturday Weirdness at the Grocery Store

1  A soldier in a propeller beanie?
A crazed Casper Christmas Ghost?
3  All I want for Christmas is a scary Halloween forest?

4  Maybe Santa hasn't eaten since last Christmas?
5  Are the other two in that trash container do you think?

And (6) What the Sam Hill is this strange little diorama doing in the supermarket?

Friday, December 8, 2017

My Morning Routine

The Human gets up pretty early and usually she plays with me for awhile and then she visits the Innerwebs in case the world ended overnight (not out of the question in these troubled times.)  
This is where I sit when she surfs. Only because the computer makes the warms, of course. The fact that pretty often I get brushies and extra pets has nuffing to do with it, nuffing at all. All right! Yes, I purr. Loudly.

Wednesday, December 6, 2017

(Semi-) Wordless Wednesday

I confess I am a little worried. They don't seem to listen to me like they used to, and I have grown fond of the Human over the years.

I had to Put Them Away till after the holidays so they can calm down.

I need some sleep. I've been a wreck.

Tuesday, December 5, 2017

The Conference: Chapter Two

"Oh geez, guys, I know she's pretty annoying, but let's keep in mind that some of us need our cans opened.
"And you there, in the back--yes, you--I don't want to hear any more about tender human jugular veins."

Sunday, December 3, 2017

           Sunday Selfie: Morning Conference

Most of my mornings begin with a conference between His Majesty (moi, of course) and his panel of advisors (my Little Coven here). Their daily suggestions range from the merely mischievous to the outright nefarious. I try to navigate a delicate path that keeps the Human in line while avoiding any permanent harm to life or property, which might result in adverse effects on Yours Truly.

Saturday, December 2, 2017

        So, Is This Artsy-Fartsy Enough for You, Human?

Yes, I do know it's Art Caturday or some gol-durned thing, but you've made me look like 
a Perfectly Good Kitty that's been guillotined.