Hmmmmm.

Well, one of the Human's best friends adopted a kitten yesterday. Today she went over to visit him and the New One, whose name is Aggie. Now, as you all know, I do not make use of the Human's lap, so apparently she feels free to offer it around to others without advance permission from yours truly. Hmmmmmm.

Well, she is cute.

Mr. Cyclops Enjoys Laundry Day

I love laundry day! There's nothing like fresh, clean surfaces to generously spread my glorious furs and scents across! Today was extra-special because the throw rugs got washed also (the Human says they are called "throw" rugs because I throw up on them so often; I say that's nothing but slander).

Oh, and the Cyclops part? She managed to capture me mid-sprawl, but even with one eye shut, I'm still the handsomest boy in town.

Hidey hole

I'm hiding because I am mad at the Human. She has been gone a squillion hours a day this week at her stupid j-o-b. She says, "Now Spitty, you like to eat and have toys to play with, don't you?" which I don't think is a very good reason for her not being here paying attention to ME, dammit.

And, now, today, Caturday? Off to an out-of-town graduation party. Hrmph. I am not the forgiving type.

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens...

Oh wait! No! Those are Julie Andrews's favorite things!
These are MY favorite things--my good kitty grass
(which I barfed up on the hallway rug today, heh heh),
my best foodz, my purple thing and my pink feather.
But that's only four, you say? Well, silly:
My fifth favorite thing is myself, of course!

Thanks to my friends at KatnipLounge (especially Scouty!)
for giving me such a nice award.

The Human says that we'll work this weekend on passing the award along.
The end of the "Skool Yeer" is sucking up all her attention right now.
Hrmph, I say to that!

Can You Believe This?

Look! Look! Can we talk?
Some men with sharp weapons came
and butchered my tree-outside-the-window
without even asking me!


































It screamed and screamed and all the birdies in it flew away.
It is nekkid and embarrassed now.
The Human says it will grow soon, but I am not sure
I believe that.

An Award...but for the Human & Not Me????

We got this very nice Life is Good Award from Brian We read on his site that the blogger Human is supposed to answer some questions. You know, we never got an award before, so we are honored to be given it. We're going to guess that the Human is supposed to answer the 10 questions that came with it? Here goes!

1. What would your prefect day consist of?
Pac Bell Park, Giants day game v. the Dodgers. Giants win 10,000 to nothing! Lincecum gets a no-hitter.

2. How would you describe yourself if you were an item of clothing?
A gloriously beautiful silk scarf (wish). A comfy bathrobe (more like the truth!).

3. What hobbies are you currently working on?
Catching up with Season 6 of Lost!

4. Walking in the woods in wellies or bare foot on the beach?
Neither. Leather clogs on a busy urban sidewalk!

5. Have you ever hugged or sang to a tree?
Does 'leaned on affectionately' count? (No tree would want to hear me sing!)

6. Growing your own veggies or nipping to the supermarket?
No garden :-( Market for me.

7. Have you found anyone exciting in your family tree?
Alas, only ancestors as boring as I am.

8. Slap up meal in a posh restaurant or fish ‘n’ chips from the
wrapper?
As long as I don't cook it, I'm fine with either!

9. Which element do you most resonate with, Earth, Air, Fire or
water?
I'm a Capricorn so I gotta go with the Earth.

10.Do you believe in fairies?
Well, I **do** live in San Francisco ;-)

Thanks, Brian, & smoochies!

I'm not nosy, I'm alert

Sorry? What was that? I'm busy now.
Yo, human lady, can you not see I'm no longer interested
in what you have to say?

-376.36

Two reactions to today's stock market slump:
1. Oh, pffft!
2. Where's the tonic?

Whose is whose do you think? MOL!

Come, take my paw

My friends and I will be having a little seance later. You're invited.

Tummy-less Tuesday

This is as close to a tummy shot as I let her get tonight.
A boy needs to protect himself and his parts, you know?

Noms again

Today I decided to sort of ignore the Fabulous.New.Fudz that mom went out and hunted yesterday. (Well, of course! C'mon, you didn't think I was really going to eat that freakin' stuff every day, did you?)

I ate my crunchies instead. Oh, by the way, do you mind? I'm trying to have my supper.

Nom-noms

For the longest time, she could not find the GOOD Fancy Feast (I recoil in horror from those chunks of who-knows-what in "gravy"). Because I am such a picky eater, she practically cried the other day when she stumbled upon the "Classic" flavors. She only bought a couple, though, because she wanted to make *sure* they were right (you have no IDEA how many cans of The Wrong Food have been disposed of untouched, heh heh).

So, I am sending her to the market today to snap up more of this treasure before it is gone.

I just love how easy it is to make her do my bidding without lifting a paw. MOL!

Baff time!

Approach.
Consideration.
Exploration.
Ha ha ha ha ha!! It's dry in here of course!
I would NEVER take a baff!

All Fixed Up!

Of course, I'm sort of hiding and making it hard to get a good picture.

She re-loaded Mr. Nippy's tummy with fresh nip tonight, and then put him in the microwave for a few minutes. Mmmmmmm. Heavenly.

I kept my dignity until she was finished with the flashy box, but then Mr. Nippy and I had a good time, if you know what I mean, and I think you do.

Correction!

Oh dear me! If I were a kitteh that felt guilt (which I am not), I might feel a little bad about suggesting that the Woman was cheap when it came to my culinary needs.

In fact, she's very spendy about such things, fulfilling my every whim, so I felt I had to print this correction, even if it does make me look like a bit of a wuss!

WANT!

She drives home on this street every day. She really wants one of these houses on the left, but I don't think that's going to happen, no matter how much bargain cat food she buys.

Tiptoe, please!

Shhhhh.

I'm sleeping in my cozy bed
while it rains.

It was Mother's Day

So, yes, I abased myself
and let her hold me in her lap
and brush me for awhile.

Hey, it's only
once a year.

How I Help with the Laundry

I have already attacked
this canvas laundry tote.

Now I'm just making sure
it's dead.

Why, it's DELICIOUS!

She's has been putting in some very long days at work and what-not and frankly not paying enough attention to my needs. Tonight she brought home this pathetic offering and I was going to completely ignore it.....but....OMFG! It's delicious!

This is SO wrong

Here's a store in my neighborhood
named after me

and they don't sell
a single thing I can use.

The Rules

Don't touch me.
Don't stare at me.
Don't point that flashy box in my face again today!

The Forest

I like to visit the forest.

It's especially fun when she gets
down on the floor,
practically begging me to come
here for some cuddling.






About 10 minutes after she gives up,
I like to walk up to her
and meow nicely,
and then scamper away as soon as she reaches down to pet me! MOL!

Sunday Afternoon Sneak-Up

I never, but NEVER, allow her to sneak up on me while I am sleeping. NEVER!