Thursday, May 23, 2019

Shocking and Shameful Thursday Development

Besides her pasty white legs, I am sure you are able to identify what is shocking about this photograph, Kitties.

It is pretty outrageous that she dared to even post such a thing.

What will you think of me now?

I am ashamed.

Tuesday, May 21, 2019

(Almost) Wordless Wednesday

Really, wouldn't you be able to read between the lines and get the message?

Monday, May 20, 2019


Whew. I can hardly wake up long enough to have my breakfast and snacks and dinner, Kitties.

This week has been the worst. First, the Human was gone at all sorts of unauthorized events, and then she had a birthday party here--HERE, Kitties!--on Caturday night, the nerve of her, and there were people. People I did not care for. People who smelled of Other Animals that were not me. 

I had to hide under the bed for hours and hours and I did not get to eat my dinner on time and it was all just an outrage.

And then that *%#^# tee-vee show came to its long, l-o-n-g awaited conclusion and Thank Bast for that because I have had more than enough of Jon and Dany and Drogon to last me the rest of my nine lives.

So today I had a peaceful nap. But things still smell funny around here.

* For those under a certain age: That Was The Week That Was

Tuesday, May 14, 2019

Tuesday Addendum:

Hey Kitties and Peeps:  Lookie what the Human found when she was out and about in the neighborhood today:

It's a gosh-darn Game of Thrones house! I mean, the Human's a fan but these people are committed.

Monday, May 13, 2019

I'm Exhausted!

The Human kept me up till the wee small hours ranting and raving about Daenerys-this and Jaime-and-Cersei-that, and what is going to happen to Arya and Jon and Grey Worm now?

She's a nervous wreck, and frankly I am losing patience with all of this angst-ing over people who (::whispers::) aren't even real.

I think she knows that, right?

Friday, May 10, 2019

Sleepy Saturday

Hi Kitties,  Sometimes I am just so freaking adorable the Human cannot resist taking picture after picture of me nodding off into dreamland. (To be fair, it does happen quite often throughout my day.)

And no wonder! It must be hard to control herself when she gazes on the likes of this. I mean, the whisker curl alone must make her all fainty.

Wednesday, May 8, 2019

Wordyish Wednesday

So the Human came back (not before I'd suffered
 and suffered, though) and showed me these:

I didn't find them very entertaining

Yeah, wake me when they start telling jokes.

Tuesday, May 7, 2019

Oh, You're Leaving Again?

Oh, never mind me. I mean, please don't worry about the kitty being lonely and starving. As long as you have a good time. That's what matters. Less than 24 hours, you say? Well, please don't worry about fires or floods or earthquakes or famine or anything. 
I'll be fine. By all means, go! Have a good time.
If you can.

Sunday, May 5, 2019

Sunday Selfie: Corner Snake Is Bendy

Don't think I don't appreciate the versatility of my floofy tail.
I bet the Humans wish *they* had one.

Thursday, May 2, 2019

Squinty Spitty Throws Shade
at Your Nonsense

C'mon, now. You know you're up to some Stoopy Human Shenanigans. If your own kitties are too polite to call you out over it, I am more than happy to step up and offer my services.

Tuesday, April 30, 2019

Almost Wordless Wordy Wednesday

Sometimes Stampo tells me stories about King P and the other Heroes of Finland(N).

I tell him stuff too, but honestly it's mostly just complaining about my Human and Humans in general and saying that we could do a much better job of running things. 

Much better.

Monday, April 29, 2019

*W*i*n*t*e*r* Has Come

Honestly, just what is with these grown-up Humans and this silly teevee show?

The Human was all gasping and wailing and thunderstruck and confounded and generally discombobulated at the strange doings of the Westerosi and their odd 
Neighbors to the North.

Me, I miss Ser Pounce. 

Sunday, April 28, 2019

Glorious Fourth! Happy Halloween!
Merry Christmas!

You know, just in case the Human forgets all about me again. It's a darn good thing Stampo (courtesy of my Loyal Furiends in Finland[N]) was here to keep me company as the Human hightailed it off the morning after Easter to visit Capistrano Beach in the southern part of our Golden State. 
Remember Stampo?

There was a beach, as the name of the place would suggest, and it was right across the street from the condo so the Humans could listen to the waves crashing:

And the favorite cousin came along, too. This picture was at San Juan Capistrano Mission, where the swallows return each March 19. Guess they'd moved on, though:

Saturday, April 20, 2019

Happy Easter, Kitties!

Why hello, my pleasingly plump Yellow Friend . . .
Oh hello, Human! Nothing going on here. 
Nothing to see. Nothing of concern to you. 
Move along now.

Thursday, April 18, 2019

Humans Are Cray-Cray

But we already knew that, right?


is my reaction to the stoopy Human 
(not mine, thankfully)

who took his pickup for a swim today

Wednesday, April 17, 2019

I (Also) Am Not a Skunk!

Imagine my surprise and delight, Kitties, when I received *such* an unexpected and wonderful gift from my friend Miss Ellen and the beauteous Emmy at 15andmeowing! Miss Ellen is a most talented author and the story is both funny and suspenseful (and sort of based on how  Emmy came to live with Miss Ellen's family!) The Human and I have read it twice and I think it will become a favorite bedtime story. Thanks to all at 15andmeowing! We love it, and all of you, too!

Monday, April 15, 2019

Monday's Sunday Selfie

GoT may tell us Winter Is Coming, but hereabouts I hope Winter Is Going

Honestly, isn't it about time? This selfie was taken on Sunday all right, and a good thing too because you don't you know Monday brought a few more rain showers. It's like Mother Nature decided to make up for the last seven years all at once.


Saturday, April 13, 2019

A Caturday Miscellany

So a couple weeks ago the Human and a friend went to Dino Days in the park along with elebenty thousand four-year-olds. The dinos were cool, she says. I dunno. 
This one is big and ugly.


And look at me! I am a painting, yes I am!
And them lions got nuffing on Yours Truly.  So many thanks to darling CK for painting me
with such careful attention to my whisker and tailio!

Thursday, April 11, 2019

We're All Felines Here, Right?

So, how come no one has made giant paintings of me? Today the Human went to an exhibit of early Rubens paintings, and she took a picture of one (even though the lighting was a little harsh and glary), because Cats! And then she came home and took a picture of Yours Truly.
Honestly, I don't see that much difference.

Wednesday, April 10, 2019

I Can See Clearly Now...

The grime has gone ¯¯

My Neighborhood Snoopervision duties are much easier to carry out since she reconsidered her "I-don't-do-windows" policy.

Tuesday, April 9, 2019

(Sort of) Wordless Wednesday

And then he nursed it, rehearsed it
And gave out the news

That Spitty gave birth to the blues!

Monday, April 8, 2019

Play & Lick & Lick & Play

I believe many of you may already be familiar with my little, er, problem. I love to play, and one of the Human's best things (usually) is that she supplies plenty of wand-toy action (although sometimes I have to clawmind her when it's time to play with me). But for some reason, playtime leads to bafftime, often rather urgently. And sometimes I even forget to finish playing. What's that all about, I wonder?

Sunday, April 7, 2019

Sunday Selfie: Disappointment Abounds

Well, Kitties, it's a tale we've heard before: The neglect, the dismissal of my needs, the regret, the apologies, the vows to do better, the bitter disappointments as she fails yet again.
Really, it's a wonder I have the strength to go on.
And yet, the day is pleasant, the air is warm, the window is squeaky clean, my breakfast was adequate. And here I am again. Finally.

Sunday, March 31, 2019

Sunday Selfie: She's Right Behind Me, Isn't She?

On the one paw, I like the new pillow someone gave the Human for Christmas. 
On the other paw, I always feel she is spying on me like a Sneaky Girlcat. 
I wish the Human would turn her around for me.

Saturday, March 30, 2019

Saturday Stealth

Why, yes, I *am* watching you pee.   

Friday, March 29, 2019

Frisky Friday

Happy Friday, Kitties!
The Human says one of the very few bad things about retirement is that Fridays don't feel 'special' like they used to. Still, she and one of her retired friends have movie day almost every Friday; today they saw Hotel Mumbai. Only so-so says the Human, but she could enjoy watching Dev Patel read the phone book, so it was worth it just for that. I think movie day sounds special enough, and it gives me a nice break from her constant interruptions
Today you get whiskers and tongue. How special is that?

Thursday, March 28, 2019

And I'm Ready for Action

Somekitty wanted to know where my charging port is. Unfortunately, that is highly classified personal information released only on a need-to-know basis. You may find a clue in yesterday's photo of course.
As you can see, I am fully charged today and taking care of many impawtant tasks, like enjoying my breakfast, followed by a vigorous play session with the Human, followed by a refreshing three-hour nap. When the Human got home from her outing, I had some treats and another playtimes. Later there will be fine dining and more playtimes, if she knows what's good for her. Then it'll be recharging time. And such is the daily life of His Majesty.

Wednesday, March 27, 2019

(Almost) Wordless Wednesday:
Charging . . . Charging . . . Charging

I lead a complicated and demanding life, and I need to be ready for tomorrow's challenges. Do.Not.Disturb.

Tuesday, March 26, 2019

(Partially) Triumphant Tuesday

Well, almost triumphant. As you can see, Kitties, after much planning and effort, I have managed to produce exciting bilateral white whiskers. 
They are glorious.

But I am troubled. My left whisker arches up nicely and curves gracefully downwards; on the other paw, my right whisker is perversely flat.

I'm bummed. Any suggestions?

Sunday, March 24, 2019

Sunday Selfie: Toy Time

Often leads to Baff Time. The Human fails to understand the reason for this. I am not inclined to explain--I think that information should be distributed on a need-to-know basis only. Right, Kitties?

Thursday, March 21, 2019

Thankful Thursday: The Calla Lilies Are in Bloom Again. Such a Strange Flower

While I suffered all alone at home, worrying about that new ear growing on my tender thigh, the Human was off to the Arboretum for the day. Just like I mean nuffing to her.

Apparently, she didn't miss me at all, cause right away she found a new fren. Just like I mean nuffing to her.

She and her friend (a Human one, not that Human-seducing skwerl) walked for a couple of hours, and when they came upon these, the Human thought she'd be oh-so-clever with the quotations, just like Katharine Hepburn, if Katharine Hepburn were a pretty chubby bad actress.

So what's the Thankful part? She didn't bring her new fren home.

Wednesday, March 20, 2019

(Sorta) Wordless Wednesday

I don't often let the Human get a photo of my very fetching little curled paw
Consider yourselves extra-fortunate on this vernal equinox.

Monday, March 18, 2019

Sunshine Supercat

Ordinarily, I might not be quite so enthused to greet Mr. Sun and the heats he brings along when he visits, but it has been a long, deep, cold, old winter, and Spitty has wearied of the constant dark and rain. So this morning I was in my happy place, and I did not bat even one lash as the Human scored a bunch of fine photos.

Saturday, March 16, 2019

Sunday Selfie: Rockin' My New House

On the plus side of her ledger, this week the Human bought me a new little house 
that has a window to grab things through: toys, strings, fingers. It's delightful!

Thursday, March 14, 2019

Do You Mind?

I know you're retired and all, and don't think I don't appreciate having you around to provide better service than I used to get, but it's so warm and comfortable here in the sun that we have barely seen since, oh, maybe October?, and honestly I'd like to get in some personal time here on my tower's midlevel. Okay?

Wednesday, March 13, 2019

(Pretty Darn Wordy) Wordless Wednesday

Oh hello, Kitties! Yes, I am back, and frankly I am feeling pretty peeved at the Human. I know, I know: Surprise! But she led me down the garden path of keeping up with posting almost every day--and now look! It's Wednesday and we haven't posted for days and days and days. And believe you me, Kitties, It.Is.Not.Spitty's.Fault. Nosiree, Bob! This lands squarely at the feet of the Human.

I'm so depressed. I thought 2019 was going to be a banner year. But now it seems like maybe not? She needs to answer for this disappointment.

Saturday, March 9, 2019

Sunday Selfie: Thar She Goes--

That darn hour that got away. Sigh.

Thursday, March 7, 2019

Fantasy Friday (Plus Fill-Ins!)

The Human, some years ago, in her natural habitat.

Why did they ever let her out?

So here are our Friendly Fill-In responses for today, courtesy of our furiends at 15 & Meowing and Four-Legged Furballs:

1. I am always a Very Good Boy.
2. I brake for anything with a face.
3. I’d be lying if I said the Human was not basically a Good Egg.
4. Cheating usually wins the race. 

(Oh, c'mon now! If I answered them all nicely you wouldn't even believe it was me!)

Wednesday, March 6, 2019

Throwback Thursday: BooBoo the Girl Kitty

The Human got BooBoo as a wee kitten in the middle of her junior year of college. One night, when she was about 9 months old, BooBoo leapt from a third story window into the backyard of their flat and disappeared for two or three days. She returned very self-satisfied, and also knocked up; a couple of months later she had two kittens (thankfully, only two). She was a good little mother before getting spayed the minute those kittens were weaned. 
The Human and her many roommates enjoyed the little family, but eventually found good homes for the kittens. Life went happily on for about four months, until the landlord of one adopter found out about the illicit kitten, and she was returned. Let's just say, it was not the happiest of family reunions. Sweet little Angela was delighted to see her mommy, but the same could not be said of mommy. 
For the next 16 years, the two moved everywhere the Human went in those post-college years, but they were never exactly the best of friends. Well, Angela tried, but BooBoo was not having any of it. 
At 16, sweet Angela crossed the Bridge. The Human was sad, but BooBoo could not believe her good fortune. The last 2-1/2 years of her life were the happiest. She sat on the Human's lap and purred and purred, played like a kitten, and enjoyed her golden years immensely. She was a Good Girl, but in many ways, she makes me look positively sweet-tempered and angelic, MOL. I look forward to meeting her one day in the Great Land Beyond.