Come, He Told Them, Ta-Rum-Tum-Tum-Tum

The Royal Tum to see....

You may bring me gifts....

You may gaze upon it....

But No Touching of the Tum is permitted.

Ever.

Going . . . Going . . .

Poof!

My "Black Friday"

Better than the Humans' version, don't you think?

Talkin' Turkey

It isn't that I'm ungrateful to the Human, who, at the suggestion urging insistence of Savannah and Sage's mom, brought me a turkey treat from a bounteous Thanksgiving dinner. Nope, not at all. I am positively filled with gratitude.

But I do not eat the Human fudz. Nope, uh-uh, no way, Jose. Thanks though. It was mighty thoughtful of you.

You can take it away now. 

Really Thankful Thursday

So Long, Panda!

We'll miss you, Buddy!

Maybe you can dye those Sox orange.

Okay, Okay: The Giants' dearly beloved third baseman Pablo Sandoval (aka 'Panda') signed a five-year deal with the Boston Red Sox for $100 million. Yes, you read that right, Kitties--$100 million. 

How About A Nice ManCat Monday

Catloaf?

Mmmmmm, tasty!

If I Hides My Sweet Little Face

you can't see the rest of me, right?

Because One Spitty-Selfie Is Never Enough . . .

Flashback Friday

This is an old picture of me, but it expresses my mood purrfectly so I searched it out and posted it my own self (oh yeah, like my Wailing Wimp of a Human would stop hacking and dripping and whining for a damn minute to help me or anything). Things are going downhill at the OK Corral, Kitties, but I am soldiering on, creeping quietly from beddy to beddy, from food dish to hidey hole UTT. But it's bad news around here, and a boy could forget himself and puncture her maybe, or barf up something craptacular on her pillow.

Therapeutic Thursday

Ha! Well, complaining is therapeutic for me anyway, and frankly that's what matters the most, isn't it? 

The Human's still hacking and generally making herself annoying. I am staying strictly out of the way, though I have not been planted on this chair for the full 48 hours since last we posted. 

I get around, yes I do, but I try to stay out from underfoot. A wise kitty knows when to keep a low profile.

P.S. Evidently, there's something amiss with her vision as well, because WTF was she thinking when she was playing around with the hue and saturation in this picture?

Snoozity, Snooze-Snooze

This is the best and safest place to be as the Human sniffles and hacks her way through a little seasonal virus of some sort. She doesn't feel fantastic, but she's glad she had her flu shot! Me, I stay outta the way and bide my time.

I Am Soooo Good-Lookin'!

The Human had to go to work this morning for Open House for the Class of 2019 (if you can believe that!); tonight she is part of a Triviaoke Team (yes, a combination of trivia contest + karaoke in-between rounds), and don't think I don't wish I could be there to record her, so I could post a little movie here for mockery by my faithful furiends.
Anyway, the upshot is once again I have to make my own fun. Hmmm, what to do, what to do?

The Efficacy of Good Manners

Please?

Thank you.

And Some Days, He Doesn't

Wordless Wednesday:Some Days, A Boy Has to Pet Himself

Larry, Moe and . . .

1.  I feel a teeny, tiny weight on my left haunch.

2. And I used to be such a svelte boy. Sigh.

3.  It really wasn't very nice of her, was it, to take such an unflattering shot? Why, it's almost as though she's mocking me.

4. Do you think I will like this little orange pipe cleaner toy? (And let me tell you, she never woulda thought of it on her own.)

5. She has tomorrow off. There better be playtime aplenty is all I'm saying.

Pipe Dream

So the one benefit that actually accrued to me as a result of the Human's "one night stand" with Scotty was this little pipe cleaner toy. Scotty's pawrents had a vast collection of pipe cleaners and invited the Human to help herself to a colorful handful, which she did. This morning she made me my first pipe cleaner toy. It's okay I guess. But I'm not exactly turning somersaults over it or anything. Maybe tomorrow I'll play with it more.
Kitties, I know some of your Humans have made you lots of these. Any advice for my Human?

Beam Me Up, Scotty!

Remember this Tiny Boy? Well, the Human visited Little Scotty (officially Butterscotch) today. Now that he's a teenager, his older brother and sister are trying to explain the Truth about the Red Dot, but he is rather slow to learn.

Here are Brother Cooper (another Orange Boy) and Sister Lily, who has gloriously beautiful silver highlights under that dark exterior fur.

I am working to forgive the Human who cuddled shamelessly with Little Scotty, cuddles that should have been reserved for me.

The Proof Is In the Pillow

You invited me here to your extra pillow, remember?

It's very comfortable, you know. I don't even really mind when you use the other one.

Yes, Yes, I Know You're Just So Busy and All

but if you'd play with me more, 

you wouldn't see so much of this:

Frowback Fursday

These are two of the first pictures the Human ever took of me when I was just a little boy. I think I was 6 or 7 months old. She didn't even own a camera back then (end of 2004/beginning of 2005) so she bought a disposable and had prints made. Recently, she scanned them into Photoshop so we could share them here.                                                               

I, of course, am just as adorable as always, but that couch is long gone and the mint green paint has (mercifully) also been covered over.

You might be asking yourselves, "Why didn't that Human take some real baby pictures of Adorable Kitten Spittikins?" Well, probably best if the answer to that question is lost in the mists of time . . . let's just say: "Dripping blood interferes with the production of quality photographs," and leave it at that.

My Very Own Toy Story

So the nice kitties at 15andMeowing had a giveaway the other day For Black Cat Awareness Day, and Guess What, Furiends?

I won! Yes I did! (And really, could there *be* anyone better? I mean, Look at me fer hevvin's sake!)

The Human gotted a nice pin she put right on the jacket she will wear to work tomorrow.

But even BETTER, *I* got some dreamy toys! One is a turkey leg, just for ME! They smell . . . divine! I am totally enjoying them . . . can you tell?

Thanks, 15andMeowing! You made this Black Kitty's Day, all right!

Imagine

Cuddling? Lapsitting? Are You Kidding Me?

I never do that!

Caturday Art and Sunday B&W

                       . . . all in one swell foop.