Supplies arrive before starvation sets in…………

The human parents arrived home and a fresh supply of Friskees canned food was delivered.  I was concerned because winter is settling in.   The little brothers are COMPLETE PIGS, when it comes to Friskees.   It’s hard to keep the kitty food supply stocked, and I am afraid Dad may have to take a second job,  just to feed these little brothers.  Duster has taken to eating silk flowers, uncooked spaghetti and packing peanuts.  You name it and this kid will eat it!  I swear all of his food goes to his enormous feet.    I am afraid to fall asleep for fear I will wake up and part of my right paw will  be chewed off, my tail will be missing and Duster will be smacking his lips and smiling at me!!

When we awoke the other morning a dreadful thing had happened……… Something tells me its winter starting to raise its ugly head!

 

 

 

 

 

 

It’s time for the electric blanket!!!!

Alone Again Naturally………

The human parents took off this weekend; apparently on some type of road trip to visit friends…….

I of course was left behind with the stupid little brothers and the “kitty sitters“.  Don’t get me wrong, the kitty sitters are nice enough humans; but they are so totally sucked into the “cute little brother vortex”. You know, the “ahhhhh they are so cute” and “aren’t they just adorable” thing can just about make you vomit (well actually I have, once or twice!”

The human parents should be coming soon home; as of this writing I only see three remaining cans of food, so they better MOVE IT ALONG!!

Pussywillow McFlea and the Whisker Caper – Page 45 (Oh, will it ever end)

Rain pelted Puss’s soft fur as she hurried from the parking lot to the doors of the hospital. The sky was dark and stormy and the cold wind blew steadily against her face. The dreariness of the day only added to Puss’s sense of despair.  Dan had made it through eight hours of surgery and was now fighting to recover.  The doctors had said the next forty eight hours would be critical.  He had lost a tremendous amount of blood and the gun shot wounds were severe.  Puss had stayed through the first night by his side, but sheer exhaustion had driven her home last night.  Her sleep was restless, full of hazy visions.  Her eyes burned, and were red and scratchy from lack of sleep and her mind was foggy. She sipped her coffee slowly, and tried hard to gain her composure before the elevator doors opened to the ICU floor.  She had dodged Patty Pounce for two days and hoped to continue to do so.  Patty had interviewed the Kittyville Police Chief, Whiskers Callahan; MacGrudder and several of the CIA operatives.  Puss had felt foolish because she was completely unaware of the whole sting operation and didn’t realize that the reason Dan had left the force was to go undercover for the CIA.  She felt badly that no one had trusted her enough to include her in the plan, yet she understood the dangers of being told.

Shed-in-the-box!!

Shedden has discovered the red “kitty cube” and it has become one of his favorite pastimes.  Last night when the HM went to bed the red cube was in the spare bedroom, or the “kitty room” as we call it.

This morning the cube was in the bathroom on its side.  The HM moved it to the hallway when she showered, and then found it in the living room upside down.  Now the cube and cat have rolled to the kitchen!!

 

 

 

 

Watch Out!!!…….You may get mowed over by a rolling red cube with a grey blurrr inside it!!!

The Whisker Caper – Page 44 The Final Chapters

The ER was a flurry of fur; cats in white jackets were shouting commands as cats in scrubs hurried to gather medical equipment.  Puss sat stunned in a cold metal chair, as MacGrudder paced back and forth.  Smears of Dan’s blood covered her paws and fur. She couldn’t believe what had happened in the past six hours.  Outside the ER  a crowd gathered; reporters with cameras and microphones tried to push their way in; but the Kittyville cops were guarding the doorway and keeping them at bay.  Puss recognized one face in the crowd, it was Patty Pounce from WKITY 12 the local news station. Patty and Puss had been good friends in Junior High School.  She turned her head away hoping that Patty wouldn’t spot her now, as tears stung her eyes, and sobs welled up inside her.  She loved Dan, why didn’t she ever tell him.

Return of the Lost………….

Yep, last night the human father returned, along with Grandma and Grandpa  who stayed for dinner.  Everyone smelled of different smells, and everyone was infatuated by how big the stupid little brothers have grown (oh, who REALLY cares!!!).  The HF tried to pet me but I pretended I didn’t care the least.  There was a lot of commotion and bags and suitcases,  it was scary and confusing so I peed all over the carpet in the living room.  You see while the little brothers are growing and bounding through the house, like the little terrors they really are, I have been loosing weight and feeling poorly.  I have never recovered from the reaction of my shots and I am sick and unhappy most the time.  The Human parents are thinking of taking me to a different vet for another opinion, as I now have a rather big mass of something on my chest.  I hate going to the vet, and riding in the car.  I get sick over it, but the HM is very worried about me.

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………..