My Second Breakfast

I'm sorry I yakked up a giant hairball 

in the bedroom just now.  In two separate places.
On two different throw rugs. Score!

I had just finished my delicious breakfast, too,

so the piles were pretty spectacular. 

When you've finished cleaning all that up, 

I'd be very grateful for some more food.

I'm really kind of hungry NOW,

so could you hurry it up some?

Congratulations

to the 100-plus couples that got hitched in this very building today! 

Even though no one invited me, I enjoyed each and efurry wedding!

Mazel tov   Felicitaciones   祝賀您   Pagbati    Поздравляю    

Swish, Swish, Swish

Is this a message you understand, Human? Perhaps not--you've only had NINE years to study up. Well, let me educate you: Put down the camera and step away from the Kitty.

There. Wasn't that easy? I hope you will be remembering it!

I Am So Listening to You

Is it my fault if that Juicy Moff is more interesting?

And Bend...And Stretch...And Nap...And Nap

Even though I didn't really know Skeezix, and even though I'm a day late, I want this to be my tiny tribute to a fellow ManCat who apparently shared my belief that Pink is a Manly ManCat kind of color. My Pink beddy is my favorite, and Pinkie over there is my best mousie.
Boy, I hope when it's my turn to cross the Bridge that kitties say even 1% of the great things I've been reading about Skeezix in the past few days!

P.S. Yes, I know. Another picture of me sleeping. Deal with it.

Lovely Leo

Do you think you could you pet me a little while we chat?

Ah, yes, now this is the life!

So the Human spent the afternoon with Savannah's Peeps, and Savannah (briefly), and Foster Brother Lovely Leo. Leo greeted the Human (top) with a rather serious gaze, which soon melted into lovey eyes and squirmy petting time. Then he curled right up with his Foster Mom. The Human says you could hear his rumbly purrs at 100 yards.

It's hard to believe that mere weeks ago poor Leo was not just at death's door but actually had one paw on the doorknob. (Which, by the way, he knows how to use. He is a clever escape artist!) Savannah's pawrents are the true heroes of this tale (tail) as they pulled him whisker-by-whisker back to shimmering good health! His fur is soft and shiny, his appetite is excellent, his eyes are clear and bright, and he is the picture of happy well-being.

So Leo may be in the market for a purrfect home one of these days soon. Make sure you visit Savannah to keep up with all things Leo.

                                                                          ♥ ♥ ♥


And we can't forget the Main Attraction:

Oh yes, Sweet Savannah was there too. On her bed. Under her blanket fort. Less than thrilled to meet the Human: "Yeah, yeah, I see you, Lady. Yes, you may pet me--carefully and briefly now!--and then please close the fort door when you leave. Thanks for coming and all."

So Tie-Tie

What???

World Domination is exhausting! I'm glad my 24 hours is up and I can now leave Canada 

in the capable paws of Queen Nellie and the Nerissa family.

I need to sleep for elebenty hours or so.

                                  

And see? I told you I'd be gone!

The Cat Who Would Be King For a Day

On this fine Cat World Domination Day, I Spitty the Kitty, King of California and the Western Lands, turn my gaze Northward. I thought to myself, "Canada is the second-largest country in the World, Spitty! In the world--imagine that! And it's so close, too! In fact, it's irresistible! 
"Why, those Canadian Kitties must just be longing for a monarch they can really throw their furry weight behind. I mean, those other Royals have become an embarrassment, what with the naked billiard playing and all the many indiscreet telephone chats. What they need is a Royal with some soft, silky natural FUR."

So with the help of my Gracious Lord Chancellor, Nerissa the Cat, I am spending the next 24 hours as Supreme Monarch of Canada, with all the powers and duties that devolve thereto, which, perhaps luckily for everyone, are NONE. 

I bring most cordial greetings to Nicki and Derry at Fuzzy Tales, QUEEN Nellie and Kozmo and that tiny new Intruder Kitten JoJo at The Cat from Hell, Clooney and Neytiri at Clooney's Num-Num Fund, & all of Nerissa's Fanily at Nerissa's Life. Nerissa adds a shout-out to fellow Canadians Three Dogs and a Girl and Stan, & Nylablue in Ontario & Hailey & Zaphod in Quebec! We are sure we have probably missed some of you, so feel free to add yourselves in the comments and send your King for the Day a lovely tribute gift and give us a friendly wave as we pass through!

I wanted to leave my imprint on every territory and province, but PEI and New Brunswick were too tight a squeeze, so my Nova Scotia self will have to serve for all three. We said a special purrayer in Alberta for my royal subjects struggling with that awful flood and we hope efurryone will be able to get back into their homes furry soon.

My Lord Chancellor and I look forward to a rollicking good time on our Canadian Speed Tour.  I extend warm royal gratitude to Sparkle who made all of this possible. 

And so I leave you with this, my furiends: What part of the world are YOU going to dominate today?

My Wild Goose Chase

So the Human and her Friend went for a lovely walk around the lake in the park Friday. Imagine how surprised they were to see me there, taking a nice dip! Somebody's goose was gonna be cooked, heh heh.

Mirror, Mirror on the Wall

Who's the prettiest kitty of all?

Thank you! That's quite correct!

Pay no attention to that travesty of a "photo" the Human posted yesterday to humiliate me and provide guffaws for woofies and Humans across the globe. Thank you, my dear Kitty Furiends, for controlling yourselves.

I'll deal with YOU, Punka-pippuri, separately and in my own sweet time.

Freaky Friday: Furiends, Don't Let THIS

happen to You.

Thankless Thursday

So the other evening as I chillaxed in my pink beddy in front of the toasty radiator, the Human snapped a few predictably pedestrian photos of me doing what I do best, which is Nuffing.
After pondering the resulting pictures, she decided that perhaps a little artistic rendering in Photoshop might make me more "interesting." I assured her I am plenty interesting already and that poster-izing me was not going to make her boring photo better. 
See?

Catching Up with Miss Madie Mitten Kitten

June 16, 2012
My trip from Sacramento to San Francisco.
I was a good girl. It was not my fault the car broke down.

One year later! I've grown into a Beauteous LadyCat,
tu ne crois pas?

I loves my Daddy. He has a flavr. A good flavr.

But my flavr is best of all.

I Got a Present!

The Human apologizes for the poor quality of this picture (and oh-so-many others!) and for not vacuuming the rug, but look what I got! The Human's friend who found Madie Mitten Kitten at her doorstep last year (and more about THAT tomorrow) sent me this ultra-cool hammick that any reasonably bright and handy Human can easily attach to the legs of a chair or end table. 

Now, since my Human is what no one in his or her right mind would call handy, she really made a muck-up of attaching the straps properly, but she did a good enough job that (for now) it works just fine and I LOVE it. 

Unfortunately it has a really, really embarrassing name: Cat Crib (their Marketing Department must be run by a woofie). But once you get past that, it is the Best Thing Ever: So comfertabuls! Make your Human pull out some green papers or the Plastic Card and get you one toot sweet.

ManCat Monday

Srsly. Is there anything to say? 

Anything at all? 

Bueller?

Oh My Stars!

The Human wants to show off her Rainbow Bridge Stars Certificate for the Boys Who Came Just Before Me. It greatly pleases her that Punapippuri picked out such good stars (Castor and Pollux) for them, because they were the best of buds; well, except for the occasional Titanic Battle for Apartment Domination, which Mr. Teeth always won (although it cost him a toof once, pretty ironic considering his name, ha ha meow)!

Since I myself need battle no one for Apartment Domination, I have set my sights on a somewhat more grand goal, like the one you'll find HERE.

RuneSpitty

S = Eihwaz = Strength, reliability, dependability
P = Wunjo = Joy, comfort, pleasure
I =  Isa = A challenge to be faced
T = Teiwaz x2 = Honor, justice, leadership
Y = Algiz = Shield, guardian, connection with the Gods

A post over at Easy's got me to thinking about my name in Ancient Runes, and so here it is, complete with meanings. Overall, I was pretty pleased with my Rune Profile, especially my double dose of honor, justice and leadership. Also, I think the description of Isa could not be any more accurate, ha ha meow! Love you, Iza-Lambie!

Therapeutic Thursday: Hot Fev-ver Action

Therapeutic for whom? you may ask. Well, Kitties, certainly for me. 

You'll have to decide if you and your Human(s) got a leetle something out of it as well.

Heh, heh.

Okay, Okay, Stop Crying!

Spitty will help you promote your silly little race.

Honestly, can't you Humans do anything for yourselves? Maybe you shoulda thought this whole thing through a little more before you got all spendy with other people's money, eh?

You should all feel lucky that the Good Citizens of Our Fair City

haven't shown up at the pier with torches and pitchforks.

Just sayin'.

'Tis the Voice of the Sluggard

I heard him complain, 
You have waked me too soon, I must slumber again.

~ Isaac Watts

Spitty's Sweet Feets

                                        Sorry my tailio is not at its best in this picture, but the Human 
                                        was enchanted by my darling little feets. Usually, I sleep 
                                        in a more curled-up position so the back paws are not so artfully draped   
                                        over the beddy-edge, but the other day I felt the unaccustomed urge 
                                        to sprawl. 
                                        Perhaps it's Spring?

Ready for My Close-Up and Other Random Monday Thoughts

See what a good boy I can be when a certain somebody pays some freaking attention to me?  I did not run or dodge the flashy box, I did not turn my head away at the last second, I did not shun her because she came home a little while ago positively reeking of another kitty. No, I gazed artfully into the distance and then turned to let her have a full-frontal shot.

Now, the truth is that even though the grads are gone, the Human will continue to work through most of summer, but not every day and for sure not 12-hours a day! No, she will be gone like 4 or 5 hours ~ just enough for Spitty's Siesta ~ and then home to serve me in the style to which I would like to become accustomed.

Unfortunately with the end-of-the-year event-blitz, her American Lit finals did not grade themselves, so she'll have to do that. I don't mind. I even offered to help, but she did not seem to think my services would be required. Frankly, her refusal hurt my tender feelings just a wee bit.

Anyhow, Kitties, I am back on my game and soon I will un-garage the Furrari and rev 'er up for some action! LadyCats, stay tuned.

Ding-Dong! Those Grads Are Gone

Now is the winter of our discontent,

made glorious summer by this 'Done with Work.'

Something for the Human to Ponder

A teacher is someone who talks in someone else's sleep.

Thankful Thursday

                                                 Okay, we know that pictures #2 & 3 are embarrassingly out of focus. 
                                                 But I felt moved to include them on this Thankful Thursday 
                                                 as they illustrate two things worth noting:  
                                                 My Human, perhaps motivated by yesterday's post, 
                                                 arrived home before 4:30 p.m.;
                                                 more importantly, I was treated to a luxurious brushies session.
                                               Ahhhhhhhhh.......

La souris est le mien

Imagine my surprise when la souris arrived
fresh from France! The Human had purchased
some silly jewelry item of no interest to me
from Mollie's auction a few weeks ago,
and apparently this
deceptively cute mousie sneaked into the package.
We do not even exactly know
from whom the package came.

I welcomed her to Les Etats-Unis and we had a nice cuddle
away from prying eyes (well, almost away).

Our mysterious card, from Easyrides. We don't think that sounds furry French!
Thanks for the sweet bonus gift! I luffs her ♥

Now Hiring

Seeking Board-Certified Cat Servant (San Francisco)

Spitty, Inc. is interviewing for a part-time, temporary position available immediately. Suitable candidates are welcome to apply as soon as possible!

If you are passionate about serving your Betters and want to get in on this exciting opportunity, now's the time!

You are an ideal candidate if you are subservient, patient, persistent, creative, not-too-intelligent, and flexible. Please email your resume, three feline references, and a photo of your brush collection.  Non-hemophiliacs only need apply.

Job Description:

• Direct contact with and servitude to Superior Being (always avert your eyes when approaching Kitty)

• Help Kitty achieve correct level of brushing-induced pleasure coma

• Thorough scooping and sniff-testing of litter box, including replenishing as necessary

• Suggest and administer exactly correct number of pets and scritches, but no more or less than required, a number which changes day to day, and sometimes hour to hour

• Refill two water stations, leaving some old water in one station

• Evaluation, implementation, and maintenance of proper feeding program (open and serve as many cans as it takes to find the perfect flavor for the day)

• Ensure availability of ample beddy and toy selections

• Remain focused and willing to acquire additional knowledge to improve your Kitty-serving skills

Salary commensurate with whatever Kitty decides you're worth, which for most Humans, is not much. Maybe you'll be the exception?

BYOBandAids.

Spitty, Inc. is an equal-opportunity employer.

Monday's Child Is Fair of Face

Well, I don't really know if I was born on a Monday or not, but seriously, that rhyme coulda been written about me, right? 

If I look just the tiniest bit out of sorts, it's because the Human has warned me the week ahead may be sketchy, posting- and visiting-wise. There are finals to give and grade, and Baccalaureate, and graduation and yada, yada, yada. Will she ever stop whining, do you think?

When will she realize I have no interest or concern in any of those things, and certainly I hope she is not expecting sympathy! Ha ha ha, as if!

Laissez rouler les bon temps

Love to eat them mousies

Mousies what I love to eat

Bite they tiny heads off

Nibble on they tiny feet

Oh, and Gray Boy? Don't think I don't see you. 

Your time is coming.