Tuesday, June 30, 2015

Friendless Fritzie!

Ha ha ha! Today was the very last visit and the Human came home to me! #triumphant
Fritzie's people come home tomorrow and I will never allow the Human to darken their doorway again! 

Monday, June 29, 2015

I Can't Wait for Wednesday!

Now I ask you, Kitties, in the name of all that is good and holy, can I really be expected to compete with this?
Don't hate me because I am handsome and sweet and floofy!

Sunday, June 28, 2015


So, I ask you, Kitties: Am I enjoying this cuddle, or being held captive against my furry little will? You be the judge.

Sunday Selfies: Kitty Dreams

Saturday, June 27, 2015

Mixed Emotions

(Let's deal with the obvious first: It is Caturday and I am not even *in* this picture. It is a prima facie outrage.)

All right, with that out of the way, the Human is posting this picture (taken about three blocks from her school) to vent her spleen (or whatever bodily organ is appropriate on a kitten-friendly, PG blog) about a recent local phenomenon called "Parklets," which have popped up all over town in the past 12 months or so.
Yes, they are cute and convenient, and yes, they "humanize" the urban landscape (like that is a good thing? --Ed.), but as any right-thinking person can plainly see, they eliminate two or three primo parking places in one fell swoop. 
So although the Human acknowledges the human-friendly aspect of these little sidewalk oases, still she says, "Ouch."

Friday, June 26, 2015

Our Friend Fritzie

So Fritzie's irresponsible People went gallivanting off to Alaska. Phffft! Poor sweetie! (Wait--what am I saying?) 
Fritzie is a dangerous kitty, my friends. He's almost as handsome as me, he is comfortably plump and soft and floofy, and he is a total slut. He is raising the Human's expectations to an unacceptable level.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

And kudos to the Supreme Court
for getting it done today! They did the right thing--
for the second time this week!

Thursday, June 25, 2015

Great Imponderables

Why doesn't the Human wash these windows?

Why does HRH Punapippuri take such great offense at my playful twitchings 
all the way over here in America(N)?

Well, since my silly little post seems to have wounded his tender royal feelings, I hereby issue a Kingly apology and will be more careful of my game-board selection in the future.

Wednesday, June 24, 2015

I'm Coming for YOU, Fishie

And maybe the rest of you better watch out. I'm talking to you there over in Finland, too. My paws are feelin' twitchy.

Tuesday, June 23, 2015

You Can Stop the 'Here, Kitty, Kitty' Nonsense Now

I'm right here. With my mousie. All right?
Okay, then.

Monday, June 22, 2015

Cousin Cooper Didn't Hold Out for Long

   and Cousin Lily is easy, too:                                                                     

Really, I don't think either one of them has any self-respect at all. I may be cuddlier than I used to be, but I still make the Human work for it.

Sunday, June 21, 2015

Cousin Cooper Says . . .

Just who the Sam Hill are you, Human Lady?
And what are you doin' at my house?

So the Human spent a wonderful day with the Felton clan, but Cousin Cooper wasn't entirely thrilled to see her. However, she might just *possibly* have a photo of him in a, um, compromising position. Stay tuned!

Saturday, June 20, 2015

SaturSunday Artsy/Selfie

Quite Monet-esque, if I do say so myself, and I do, mes amis. 
Très romantique,
n'est-ce pas?

I'm not sure I care too much for this gritty City Spitty; he does not wish to lurk down alleys where the wild things are. Oh no, those days are gone!

And here we are, au naturel, unfiltered and dusty. But the paw placement, Kitties! Just look: It is perfection itself! I am hiding #4* for fear my loyal subjects might collapse from the ecstasy of it all.

* Oh, my Furiends! No, no: I am not hiding some incalculably purrfect photo from you! What I am hiding is my fourth paw! No, I think showing all four might have been too much, don't you? Could you have controlled yourselves? I think not.

Friday, June 19, 2015

Nom Emergency!

Kitties! You would not believe what happened to my foods this morning! 

The Human picked up my tray, piled with my little crunchies dish, two wet food plates (I scored some extra last night), and my water bowl*. 

As she made her way to the kitchen to clean and replenish, the clumsy wench bumped a door jamb, juggled wildly and failed to regain control. 

Everything tumbled and clattered to the floor and my (plain white) water bowl shattered. Best of all, the remaining food bits landed damply on the hallway carpet, the white bowl splintered into a billion tiny pieces, and water splashed everywhere and seeped into the rug.

Ha ha ha! What fun it all was to watch her obsessively pick up every eensy white shard, for fear I would come eat them! As if I have a death wish! Come on, Lady. Really?

(*Not, thank Bast, my specially hand-made one 
from The Cat on My Head--as you can see 
in the picture, it is whole and water-filled. Whew!)

Thursday, June 18, 2015


                   Happy Box Day, Everybody!

Wednesday, June 17, 2015

Congrats to the Warriors!

I'm in training in case that Santa Clara 
football team needs me to complete
the trifecta.

Frankly, I think they're gonna need 
the help.

Tuesday, June 16, 2015

Raise, Lick, Wash and

Oh Bast! there she is again.

Monday, June 15, 2015

I Can Run

but evidently
I can't

Sunday, June 14, 2015

Sunday Selfie

Come closer.

I vant to . . .
Oh, wait! No, I don't. 

I forgot for a minute that I'm a good boy now. 

Saturday, June 13, 2015

My First Caturday Art Post:
The Semi-Cyclops

     Too cartoonish                 Not bad
     Too smudgy                    Just right

Thursday, June 11, 2015

Sneak Peek

Is the coast clear?

Wednesday, June 10, 2015

Tuesday, June 9, 2015

(Almost) Wordless Wednesday

The Human graded the last of her finals and final essays today and I did this
Who would you rather be?

Monday, June 8, 2015

Tasteful Tuesday

I am a thoughtful and well-mannered boy. Today I am mulling over all the ways in which I can enhance and improve the life of the Human. First, I am planning to greet her politely and ask nicely for some pets and dinner. Then after that, if she doesn't offer some playtimes, I will remind her in that way only we fanged and clawed creatures can.

Sunday, June 7, 2015

Handsome Is . . .

as Handsome Does.
What a crock that is, eh Scouty? Heh, heh.

Saturday, June 6, 2015

Sunday Selfies

I don't quite know how I feel about this. I mean, I look even better than usual and all, but I *was* sitting on the Human, almost up to her chin in fact, and I don't like admitting to that. I was real comfy, and I helped snap the button and everything. I guess these pictures are my definition of Mixed Emotions.

Thursday, June 4, 2015


So tomorrow night is the Big Event for the Human's school. She hopes she doesn't screw it up (like she almost did three years ago when she forgotted to bring the list of names she had to read).

The only reason this concerns His Majesty is that I have not been getting much love or playtime this week, and that is an outrage, is it not?

Wednesday, June 3, 2015

Come Closer

Ah, yes, mon ami, you -yes, you.
I want to tell you a secret:
I am featured in Jurassic World 
as a tiny microceratops
I don't have any lines, though.

Would Spitty lie 
to you?

Tuesday, June 2, 2015

The Horror! The Horror!

So this map came to our attention about a month ago, and then this week the averages crept even higher (we don't even has the new map yet). The Human and I pray daily to Ceiling Cat that (1) nuffing happens to rent control anytime soon, and (2) that some kind of sanity returns to the housing market asap: $3148* for an ordinary one-bedroom apartment in a so-so neighborhood? 
They've all had too much nip. The Human has lived in San Francisco since she moved here for college in 1968, and she cannot believe what has happened in the last five years.
Doesn't matter to me of course; I'm a freeloader.

* Correction: I was one stop off! Whew! Saved $802

Monday, June 1, 2015

Spitty's the Name, Comfort's the Game

Oh hello there, Kitties.

Have I moved since yesterday you ask?

Why, of course! I've rolled over!

Can't you tell?


Oh, and of course the answer to yesterday's question was C. D was partly true in its way, but kudos to those of you who knew I wouldn't be crying like a little girlkitten over that!