Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Identity Crisis

Oh, Kitties!  What is happening to me?

While the Human was away (more about that some other time), the same two neighbor ladies came to take care of me. On Sunday night, I let one of them pet me and it wasn't even the same one who did it before.

What's wrong with me? In all my seven long years of life, only the Human has ever touched me. But lately, I don't know, I feel a little . . . affectionate.


  1. Did you purr? Please, tell me you didn't purr!

    Clearly some evil person is drugging you with happyhappy joyjoy pills. No other explanation is feasible...Spitty, you aren't MELLOWING, are you?

    Yr Concerned Friend, Scouty the Untouchable

  2. Spitty, maybe you have figured out that all hooomans are not bad. Some do like cats. Just be careful and don't let them pat you more than once till you can decide if they can be trusted.We sure wouldn't allow anyone to pat us. Hope the Mom gets home soon.

  3. I think that is mighty fine, attention can be a very good thing indeed!

  4. Did they have treats? Or are you mellowing in your middle age?

  5. Hey Spitz, I won't hold it agin' ya. I let That Woman touch me on occassion but ONLY if she minds her manners! In other words; no slobbering 'kisses' or any such inane baby babbling idiot speak. I mean really... I have my standards!

    All the best
    Ms. Stella O'Houligan

  6. You might find that you really like this attention stuff!!

    Thank you for your purrs and prayers for Sniffie. We really appreciate it.

    Sniffie and the Florida Furkids

  7. Spitty...did they give you some treats?? Maybe they put something in those treats...yeah...we figure that's gotta be it...

  8. Spitty, quick! Get your foil hat on! Clearly you're being controlled by something alien!!

  9. Spitty, we WANT your newfound affection, we LOVE you, sweetie...xoxoxoxoxo...Calle, Halle, Sukki

  10. Hi Spitty, Splitters here, Felix did turn me down. So I am available. Do you like other cats??

  11. Ooooh, Spitty, my mom was gone for 36 hrs and I let the pet sitter pet me! Yes. I did! First time EVER! I always reside under the bed until she leaves but something made me stay in the hallway and allow her to pet me. Then, I came to my senses and fled under the bed.

    William up there before me had some excellent advice though..get out the foil hat! Where's mine???

  12. Well, I wouldn't worry about it, Spitty. You can play them off against each other and get more stuff!

  13. Spitty
    Are you sure that they weren't putting 'stuff' in the food? That's gotta be what it was.




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