Tuesday, September 29, 2020
Monday, September 28, 2020
In other news, the Human encountered this on her walk this morning. Given that it is sizzling and smoky, not to mention still freaking September, it seemed a little . . . odd:
Saturday, September 26, 2020
Sunday, September 20, 2020
Saturday, September 19, 2020
1. If you are looking for obedience, try adopting a poodle.
2. A tiny bowl with half'n'half inside fills me with hope.
3. It’s only a matter of time before she gets a salary decrease.
4. Ladycats are my favorite conversation topic.
Thursday, September 17, 2020
Wednesday, September 16, 2020
Tuesday, September 15, 2020
Monday, September 14, 2020
Saturday, September 12, 2020
So I imagine you may have wondered what it is I find so alluring about Hallway Times. Well, I can't entirely put my paw on it, but I will say it has Expanded My Horizons, and made me feel quite kittenish.
Granted, Yours Truly can't sustain strenuous playtimes for long, but every now and then I do Get My Kitten On, and finally the Human had the camera in the right place at the right time.
Friday, September 11, 2020
3. I was sad to find out that Humans can't purr, poor things.
4. Moff-murder isn’t rocket science.
Thursday, September 10, 2020
Monday, September 7, 2020
Sunday, September 6, 2020
Oh hello, Kitties and Humans!
We have absented ourselves for a few days, as the weather has turned on us, and you know how we HATES the heat.
Plus, I am an Old Mancat now and do not do well at all in the Hots. I hasten to add that the Human is an Old Lady, and we both have our various ailments to contend with, none of which are improved by temps in the 90s, or Cod forbid, worser even than that. So while we have both been frying, she is the only one who has been fretting, mostly about moi, of course. We have reached that stage of the Human-Kitty relationship when she stares at me to make sure I am still breathing. ::eye roll::
Still, this morning I had quite a bit of food and, even better, drank quite enthusiastically at my water bowl. I had fun during morning Hallway Time.
Speaking of which, I have been largely successful in the past few days at getting Hallway Time on demand, though I have not yet shaken the Babysitter.
So that's the report from Chez Spittola. We are supposed to have one more day (Monday) of the Really Horrible Hots and then a few days of Warms before we return to our cooling ocean breezes and daily fog that creeps in on little You-Know-Whats!
Thursday, September 3, 2020
I would like to negotiate a new arrangement. First, a once-a-day excursion seems awfully restrictive. I propose three: One late morning, one mid-afternoon, and one before bedtime.
Also, it's a little humiliating to have you babysitting me out there. Just leave the front door open, and I'll come in when I am good and ready.
Wednesday, September 2, 2020
Tuesday, September 1, 2020