Solitary Confinement

Duster’s day started like any other, well almost……….  We still don’t know what has happened to the human father??  The HM was  getting ready for work and the usual morning hub-bub was happening.  Dusteroo and Sheddensky were chasing a large styrofoam ball down the hallway, crashing and rolling into things as they went.  The day would be a long one, the HM had to work ten hours, so she dispensed an extra bowl or two of food and water, grabbed her purse, her coat from the closet and her coffee and headed out the door.

When the HM returned eleven hours later she was met at the door by Shedden and PennyCat.  PennyCat sat down and stared up intently with the look of  “Ok, your home now let’s EAT!!”  Shedden however, was howling and turning in circles, over and over again.  The HM picked him up and he wiggled intently to get back down and begin howling again.  The HM asked, “Where is your brother? Where is Duster?”   Shedden howled louder and ran in circles, then ran to the closet door, where faint, sad, little “meows” could be heard.  YEP, the DustMan spent eleven hours in the coat closet!!!!  He charged out of the opened door all puffed up like a racoon, made a rush to his water bowl and then took off to the litterbox.  Eleven hours in a closet……..I think I heard PennyCat snickering to herself!   The poor little guy went in with a full tummy of breakfast and left NOTHING behind…..Amazing!!! 

Needless to say, this morning when the HM got ready for work, you can bet she did a paw count before she headed out the door!!!

The Human Mother’s return……..

Last night around 9:00 p.m. we heard the garage door open………We were all excited that our friends Brit and Roxan (the kitty sitters) might be returning to play with us; but it was just the HM returning from her trip.  Now, don’t get us wrong……we love the HM, but Brit and Roxan have spoiled us rotten and we have really had a wonderful time.    The HM says we are all fatter!!  Although we demanded more food before she even removed her coat.

Thank you Aunt Roxan and Aunt Brit for taking such great care of us.  Your cuddling and playing was sooooo much fun, 

We hope you will come and visit us often………Now, we just don’t know what happened to the Human Father?  Has any one seen him???

While the Parent’s are Away…the kittens will play!!!

The Human parents have taken a trip and we have been assigned a “Kitten Sitter”!!!!  At first we thought….”Hey, We don’t need any stinken Sitter!” But, then we met the cute little girl that’s taking care of us!!  Wow, she is sweet, smiley, loving and kind (not bad looking either).  She loves to play and pet us, and she is an awesome cuddler!!  So, hey we don’t care if they come back at all…….but when they do they better bring us a treat!!!

We are enjoying having the beds to ourselves, and you can bet that the pillows are NOT on the couch.  Now if we could only figure out how to open the refrigerator and work the tv!!!

Duster’s Bad Day……….

This post is dedicated to our “Problem Child” Duster……

 Duster started his day by getting yelled at three times for getting on the kitchen table.  The last time he was punished by being squirted in the head with a squirt gun with cold water..  Duster claims, in his defense he was merely trying to get to the kitchen window, and it is not his fault that the kitchen table is in the most direct path!!!

Next, Duster was accused (falsely, he claims) of consuming a bowl of tuna with mayonnaise left on the kitchen counter (negligently, Duster states).  Although this crime was not recorded on security video.  Evidence was found on the whiskers of said kitten, along with suspicious “tuna breath”.  Duster states he is innocent, no one witnessed the crime, and he was chewing a “tuna mint gum” at the time.  The tuna on his whiskers was a set up, by his brother, “Shedden”  because he  is envious of his big feet.

Then the “Problem Child” got his paw caught under the kitchen door, when the HF came home from work, sending him crying to the basement.  The HF felt terrible and tried to make it up to him with love and kisses.

Next, the unsuspecting kitten was standing on the bathroom sink observing the HF wash his hands when he “lost his footing”  (easy to do, with such large feet) and fell into the garbage can!!  Although not injured the humiliation was more than he could take and he retreated to the basement to nurse his bruised ego.

Duster, is trying to recover from his disappointing and embarassing day………..

I really don’t know clouds…….at all.

Recently the humans in our house have been complaining of the constant mewing, and other cat sounds that go on around here.  There are three of us cats here now and we are all very opinionated, especially at meal time.  Humans think that cats make a lot of weird sounds, but I was thinking yesterday as I was laying in the sun on the new bed (oops, not suppose to be there), Yah, we may make some odd sounds but hey, we didn’t come up with stupid songs lyrics like:

1. ”Beats so big I’m steppin’ on leprechauns”  (Huh?) 

2. “Who put the bomp in the bomp bah bomp bah bomp?” (Say, what?)

3. “Cause I’m bluffin with my muffin” (oh, you got to be kiddin me?)

And of course, “Rows and flows of angel hair, and ice cream castles in the air”

At least us CATS MAKE SENSE!!!!!

Ellen DeGeneres?

Yes, I guess the rumors are true…..Ellen will take Paula’s seat on American Idol.  I know probably that a lot of my readers are not  AI fans; but this cat finds the show fascinating. I enjoy observing how low humans will go to get a spot on national television!!! 

Ellen’s comedy appeal shall bring a whole new aspect to the show, and I think the idea is a great one.  I can see her and Simon battling it out.  Ellen’s sarcasm will be great against Simon’s ego.  They may have picked a winner here, let’s watch and see…..

Pussywillow McFlea and the Whisker Caper – Page 43 – The final chapters

As Tony turned to return to the ship two large cats came down the gangway toward him. Puss felt MacGrudders hand squeeze her shoulder, as he whispered into his hand held radio.  Puss released the strap holding her Baretta 92FS and removed it from her holster quietly.  She took the extra clip from her bag and stuck it into her right coat pocket of her coat and she put her trusty Derringer in the inside pocket. She knew MacGrudder would be the first out and would want her to lag behind and she wanted to be ready.  She could feel her heart beginning to race.   He stood slowly pulling his gun from his holster, pausing.  He then rushed forward yelling “Police!” brandishing his gun. Before Puss had time to think shots rang out in the darkness.  MacGrudder rolled behind a stack of boxes shouting as he went.  There was more yelling and shouting and Purcy was pushed to the ground by the two big cats that were dressed in black.  The car in the shadows raced it’s engine and tires squealed as it lunged forward toward the cats on the ground.  Puss took careful aim with her Baretta and shot.  The right front tire exploded sending the car careening into a pile of empty drums.  A figure rolled from the driver’s side with a gun in paw and Puss dove for cover behind a stack of crates.  More shots rang out and Puss lifted her head from the crates in time to see the shorter cat dressed in black fall to the ground.  MacGrudder had shot the cat that rolled from the car and he was laying on the pavement moaning.  Cal and TomTom had two other cats pinned to the pavement and Flick and Savannah were on the deck of the ship rounding up some others as the Kittyville patrol cars rolled in with lights and sirens screaming.  Puss stood in amazement at what had just happened.  On the deck of the ship yelling was heard and Puss looked up to see s familiar Siamese face running toward her, it was Louie Leftpaw and he was wearing a vest that said CIA (Cat Intelligence Agency), Puss was totally confused.  Louie ran past her toward the cat that was dressed in black and lying on the ground.  She heard Louie yell for an ambulance and saw Whiskers Callahan approaching.  She walked toward the downed cat a pack of police officers surrounded the area.  Louie crouched on the ground next to the fallen cat speaking lowly, Puss edged her way into the group and glanced down. A wash of emotion swept over her and she felt her head go light and she recognized the face of Dan lying before her.  She felt two strong paws grab her from behind as MacGrudder struggled to keep Puss from falling to the ground in an emotional  heap.

The Big Box!!!

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    The little brothers are “growing”!!!  We are not “little” or “shy” any more.  We demand, attention, kitty food and toys!!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Because of our “darting and dashing” stage and our increase in size, the “kitten size” litter box has been retired and we have gone to adult size.  However, because there are issues with our big sister, and her lack of “loving attitude” the human parents decided we should be allowed enough litter box space to prevent a “rumble”    So…………….we have several litter boxes the size of small farms!!!!   Thus, the digging and burying has gotten a little “out-of-paw” if you know what we mean!!!!!   

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I wonder if the Sanitation Engineer has a license to operate this stuff!!!  Wow, watch OUT!!

Happy Birthday to the HF (human father)

Today we celebrated another milestone in our house.  Yep, the HF had a birthday.  I am not sure how old he is, although it is said that his birth certificate is written in sand-script! (Ha! Kitty Humor!)  Well, despite how old he is, I do love him.  So we gave him a few gifts.  The HM made him some Pumpkin Cheesecake.  I think I may try a taste later.  The little brothers and I gave him some candy. ( I was unable to spend much, as I lost a lot of money in my investment in the kitty litter powered car.)  The HM gave him a big piece of spongy foam (what a weird gift?)  I guess he is suppose to put it on his bed to make it softer, which may benefit ALL of those who sleep there, if you get my drift.

Any way, the silly little brothers were easily amused by the boxes and wrapping paper.  I was looking for the cash in the cards!!

 

 

Happy Labor Day!!!

I hope you all are having a Happy Labor Day Weekend.  Here in our home I have taken it upon myself, as Senior Kitty family member to delegate tasks to the “up and coming”  kitten work  force.  Yep, I am putting those lazy little brothers to work.  Their new responsibilities are simple (because they are after all “kittens” and I want to be fair)

So, there will be:

 

 

Dish Washing……….

 

 

 

 

                                                                            Bath tub cleaning………..

 

 

 

 

Bed Making…………

 

 

 

 

 

And recycling…….

 

 

So, get busy little guys and stop laying around!