Deadline Cats

It turns out that this was a very important day. It wasn't that kind of day when the mail doesn't come. It was the last day when He and She were supposed to get certain stickers to put on the cars. I remember that She ordered Hers on the computer, but it hasn't come yet. He had to go to a place to get His sticker, but they were closed. He did take Her car to get the second sticker that means Her car is safe to drive. I am writing this story to tell you that both of Them may be in jail before I write to you again.. How in the world did They both get into this fix? Don't They know They have cats to take care of? She says the sticker-people usually send a letter, but this year it didn't come. When She went to find out why, the people told Her to order it on line. That means on the computer. That is just what She did, but unless it is in today's mail, She is not right with the law. He got His letter, but He couldn't find it, which is why He had to go to the sticker-selling place that was closed. She is trying very hard not to laugh, because His office is very neat and tidy, with things in folders and envelopes, and Hers is a complete mess, as if someone came in and put piles of papers and boxes here, there and everywhere. She can find almost everything in all those piles of stuff. Maybe that's why I love Her and Kasey loves Him. She and I are random personalities and He and Kasey are particular, or whatever the opposite of random is. She says They balance each other that way. The main thing is, if They don't have the right stickers They will be in big trouble. If They have to go to jail, Kasey and I will be out of kibbles, out of water, and out of luck.
I may as well enjoy the rest of this day while I can. I saw that She was having chicken for Her dinner while He goes to a meeting. Chicken is fine with me. You can't have fish every day, I guess. Check back to find out what happens since the deadline is here. TTYL

Chatty Cats

Kasey and I like to talk to each other, and also to Him and Her. I am much better at it than Kasey, but she knows how to tell Him when she wants pets and snuggles, just like I tell Her. Kasey has taught Him to do certain tricks, for example she gets up and stretches, and He knows to pet her two times on the back. He has learned that when Kasey jumps up on the counter He is supposed to give her at least three treats. If He just puts down two, Kasey looks at Him in a pitiful way, and He knows to put down more. If she wants pets, Kasey knows to get on his papers or his keyboard. They are very cute when They do Their tricks for us, and we reward Them by purring and bumping our heads into Them  At last  He has learned to make sure we have food when we jump on Her and get in the way of Her work or reading, and She says Do the cats have food? He fills our dishes right away.  She talks to me every day, and I let Her know how I feel. She calls me The Purr Factory, and laughs. Kasey does not purr as loudly as I do. I am not sure He hears Kasey purr, but our Auntie Heather can get Kasey to purr and get snuggles. One thing She has never done is get snuggles from Kasey. One day She tried to tickle Kasey's belly, like She does mine, and Kasey gave Her an icy stare and walked away. I laughed when I saw that, and I still have to laugh when I think about it. Since last evening was more of a snack evening, I suggested the She should fix fish tonight, and that is just what She got out of the freezer. I am a convincing talker. I will go and lie in my sun spot, and look forward to an excellent evening. Chow, bellas.

Better Day Cats

Yesterday I told you about the rain, the loud noises and the flashing lights. It started up again after I wrote my story, and by the time we were ready for bed, so much rain had come down that there were emergencies all over town. What a relief that He got home safely, because the TV showed lots of cars under water. Where we live, the water was not so deep, and our lights didn't go out, so we were lucky, like we always are. I was ready for more rain and noise today, but what do you know? The sun came out and it has stayed nice and quiet.  Kasey and I are very glad that it is sunny and nice, although Kasey would never admit to being scared. Kasey thinks the rain should be scared of her. Our Mazie was singing in a huge chorus yesterday, and She looked at pictures of Her little darling in the front row. That made Her feel quite chuffed, but beside that, She didn't feel very well today.  It wasn't from being sad, or afraid of the rain, it was more like a tummy ache. She took those little red pills and is having a rest. Meanwhile, He is excited to get another step closer to finishing His project. I believe He will start making some money with it very soon.  If not, well - She doesn't want to go there.  The pizza was especially delicious last night, and I am guessing that it will be snacks for dinner tonight, which for Kasey and me, means kibbles and no sauce. He is having some pictures made for His project and that will probably be through dinner time. I guess I can let it go tonight, since it is for important work, but I will speak up for fish tomorrow. For the rest of you, bone appetite.

Thunder Cats

This day started out nice and warm, kind of half blue sky and half clouds.Some men came and cut the grass outside, and they had a little machine that trimmed all the grass away from the fence. It was kind of fun to watch them, because they were outside and not scary to me. He went out on some errands and She did some things to get ready for the people who will pick up our old things for their store. He came home and They had lunch together. I'm explaining that everything was pleasant. Suddenly, the sky got very dark clouds in it, and the thunder started rumbling. It was a very big change. I decided I would not let that thunder scare me today, and I stayed out and around the house. Finally, it got too much for me. It got terribly loud and there were those flashes. The rain started to come down and I told Her I was very sorry, but I had to go and hide in my closet. She understands, and told me to go ahead and feel safe. Meanwhile, She got on the computer and used Her paper that had a bargain on it. She ordered some food that She likes and She knew He would like it too. She loves getting those papers that make things cost only half as much. When it is all paid for, it is like She gets it free. I wish I had seen the pictures of that food, but the thunder kept making noise. Luckily, it went away before She shut off, and I can let you know that I am safe and happy again, and ready to get on Her lap and watch a movie.  I heard Her tell Him that She was going to fix pizza for our dinner, and I love that. Please don't tell LW'sMom that I get to lick the red stuff off..  She would gack. I hope you have a nice evening and something as good as pizza. Cheerio.

Calm Cats

This was a nice, restful day, with Her right here where I can see Her, and jump up and get pets whenever I feel like it. Yesterday, He brought home some nice grass growing in a pot, and some fresh catnip plants. Those things make Kasey and me very calm and happy cats. I learned that She has some friends and grandchildren on the computer, and She worries about them, just as if they were right here. She worries about their sick kitties, and their busy lives and their different needs. He tells Her not to worry, but She says it makes Her appreciate what She has. Healthy cats and a calm life, along with everything She needs. I feel that way, too, and I worry about Him and Her, but mostly we just stay calm and happy.
When He brought home the grass and the catnip, He also brought a salad that they make at the store. She loves that kind, so She is fixing those round ground steaks to have with the salad. I'll have to see what is on the plate for me to lick off.
There is nothing else going on, so I will just wish you all a nice good evening. Ah-dyoo.

TV Cats

I am usually with Her when She watches TV, and I'm afraid I am going to have to get Her to turn it off. There is nice music to listen to, and there are puzzles to work, and Her little game that She plays - but the TV makes Her upset almost every time She looks at it. It seems that there are some people who make up the rules for the country and for our state. They get their jobs by people like Him and Her selecting them. She says not enough people go to the choosing place, but it is something people can choose to do or not.These rule-people put out ideas for better rules, and then pick the ones they want.. They are supposed to pick ones that the people who chose them want them to pick. Here is where it goes wrong and makes Him and Her so mad. Instead of thinking about Them and the other selectors, the decide on the rules that someone pays them to choose. If you are very rich, you can tell the guys that you will give them lots of money to make the choice that you want. Sometimes they go another way and say that they won't get picked in the next selection. It sound to Him and Her that this is really bad. To make it worse, The guy they picked to be president won and got the job, and the rich guys won't let any of his ideas get chosen for rules. He doesn't like it, but She get mad and sad and feels helpless. So I am going to just get Her to shut off the TV and visit with the people who agree with Her on the computer. That helps Her a lot. I want Her to be happy about things, so She feels kind of good and not sad. She wonders if it will ever change, and Kasey doesn't care.
She had lunch with Rocky'sMom  and brought home enough for Their dinner again. I wonder if the places where they eat give them too much. He doesn't think so. Talk to you later.

Jolly Cats

Sometimes She gets so sad around here that we can't cheer Her up, no matter what adorable things we do. The first thing, though, is to turn off the TV and see that She has two red pills. Pretty soon, She starts to feel better, and it is partly because there is a lovey-dovey (ahem) cat on Her tummy. But there are days when She is so happy that we don't have to do anything special for Her. She doesn't feel Her aches and pains, and She can get out and about. Then Kasey, He and I are jolly as well. You probably want to know what kind of medicine makes the difference. It is Her visits with Hana'sGran for a wonderful lunch, and a meeting with Her beloved Cleo'sMom and Smudge'sMom to end up a great day. It makes me believe that having other people in your day is a big help, and having cats when you get home is a perfect ending. It is always best when He is around, as well. It doesn't work that way with Kasey and me. Kasey could not care less if anyone is around to admire her. It didn't cheer me up when Kate was here, either. I just had a few places I could go that I felt comfortable. One thing She kept telling me was that Kate wanted to be friends, but I didn't believe Her then and I don't believe Her now. So I have to find other things to make me jolly. There is my morning butter. That starts the day off right. Then there are the pets, the snuggles and the kibbles. Those things are very important. The brushing is another nice event, and a chance to lick Her plate gives a big boost to a jolly day.  It also helps to think about what isn't here. There is no dog, although we were happy to see our cousin Cleo when she used to visit. There aren't any scary little kids here any more. That makes me happy, but She misses those days. If you want my opinion, every cat should think about what nice things he or she has and feel happy every day when he or she is in a forever home where there are people who love him and her. Cats should also remember how important they are to keeping their people cheered up. Well, I have to go check on tonight's menu. Poodle tip. (get it?)

Writing Cats

You surely know that I am a writing cat, and that She lets me use Her computer to write my stories. I used to sneak in here when She was busy, but too many times She would shut down this computer, so I had to confess. Now She actually knows I do this, and answers questions if I think to ask Her. If She knows I am writing about certain things, like feelings, She will tell me about things I might need to know. Usually I know the stuff She tells me, but I listen politely. No sense in hurting Her feelings. I always have something to write about, because my life is so interesting. How many cats do you know who eat butter for breakfast, for example. I have a peculiar sister, Kasey, who makes a good topic to write about. Kasey is such a stuck-up cat that I can't see her writing anything. Kasey expects you to figure out what she is thinking, and if you can't she thinks you just don't get it. Our little sister Kate probably could have had some good stories to tell.  She had a fun family and as busy life before she came here to live. But Kate has moved away, and didn't have time to learn computering, so there won't be any stories from Kate. Before I came here, and before I lived at the Esspeeceeay, I must have belonged to a family. They are the ones who took out my claws and had me fixed. I don't remember them very well, but I remember my sore paws. And there must have been loud noises there, because I am still upset by loud noises. When those people gave me away, they said they didn't have time for me. Well, He and She have all the time for me that a cat could want. I know She would never give me away to the Esspeeceeay. She loves me so much that She named me after her beloved coffee-the-drink. Kasey doesn't have claws,  but she doesn't remember her first people, either. I am guessing Kasey's first people didn't realize how special she is and just treated her like a regular cat. I think I'll try to find out more about Kasey to put into my stories. There is always something for a cat to write about. Toodle-pip.

Feeling Cats

Sometimes I wonder how many feelings there are. I know that there is feeling scared, and feeling safe. I know that there are laughing feelings and crying feelings. Sometimes I feel sleepy, but that is not the kind of feeling that I mean. Humans seem to have a lot more feelings than cats. He seems to feel mad at people and things. He say He doesn't trust feelings very much, because they get in the way of smart thinking. He does feel kind toward Kasey and me, and also the birds in the back yard. He also feels excited about His projects. He feels protective of Her, and He feels love for Her and His friends. When it comes to feelings, She has a lot more than He does. Besides the ones we have, She has encouraging feelings. She has a special feeling when She is waiting for Her visitors, and when She is going out to meetings and lunches and dinners. She has can't wait kinds of feelings abut a lot of those things, as well. It is not like Them to disagree about things, but She thinks that feelings are important. When He was a little boy, He was not taught to think about His feelings. At least that is what She believes. She likes to feel hope and trust. There is even a special feeling for Her Grandchildren, including Eddie, that is not exactly love, but something more. When She thinks about Cleo'sPeople, She feels a special feeling about them all. When She thinks about Hana'sGran it is the same thing. It is like he knows how to feel what they are feeling, right along with them. She knows how to feel proud of people and proud of Herself. She is proud of LW'sMom for turning into a Minister, and of Smudge'sMom for fixing so many things in her life. She also feels appreciation. That means to be glad about what we have. So I guess there are lots of feelings. Too many to talk about in one day. The only feeling She doesn't like is depressed. That is when nothing makes you feel happy, even the usual good stuff. She doesn't like that feeling at all, so She knows not to have it very long. As for me, I feel simply chuffed that She is fixing pink fish for our dinner. I feel like meowing very loudly, I'm so happy. TTYL.

Neighborly Cats

A long time ago, before we lived here with Them, She was some kind of boss at Her church. Also in that bunch, there was another boss, and She liked him very much. One day, this guy moved far away, halfway around the world, and took his family and stayed for a long time. Well, finally those people moved back here to the place where we live, and got a house just a few streets away. It makes Her so chuffed that they are here that She smiles when She says their names. Last week at Sabra'sHouse She had a chance to visit with the guy's wife, whom She also loves, and today the guy came to visit and brought some purple flowers. What a lovely visit it was.  And the guy didn't eat any of the cookies She put out, either. He and She saw so many good friends and family these two days that She said She almost felt like a normal person again.
Here's another nice thing. When They went to Rocky'sMom's birthday, They both brought home some of Their dinner. Tonight She does not need to fix dinner, just heat up the food They brought home. I saw it, and it looks very tasty. I'll be glad to share some of it with Them. All the sad things that have happened in the last tiresome days got pushed to the back of Her mind while Her heart was being filled with happiness for these fun adventures.
I wonder what will keep Her smiling next week. I know She will be seeing Her beloved Hana'sGran, and then other people from the group that used to be Crones. I love it when She is so happy, because She gives excellent pets. Let's hope that nothing explodes and that we can get on with being good neighbors. Sayonara.

Visiting Cats

It is easy for us to do visiting, because it happens right here at our house. Our Aunt Heather and Uncle John came to see us from their home very far away. I thought She was going to melt, She was so happy. Aunt Heather can do something She can't do, and that is to pet Kasey. When Aunt H pets Kasey, she purrs and snuggles. When She pets Kasey, she gives Her a tired look and walks away. Kasey will allow Her to pet her two times, only on the back, and then Kasey expects treats. I wonder why she doesn't like Her, or maybe she is just being snarky. I am different. I like pets from Aunt H and Uncle J, but especially from Her. When they came to visit, He showed them His project, which is nearly finished, and they both wanted to buy one when it is done. They talked about books and TV and all kinds of interesting things. I listened as long as I could, but then I had to go get a snack. They had to stop the visit so that He and She could get ready to go and visit someone else. They are going to have dinner with Rocky'sMom to celebrate R'sM's birthday. We are big fans of birthdays around here. This was a very busy day, with Him working hard on his project, then having the visit and then going on the visit. It is a good thing to have a busy day, because they can celebrate that they caught the guy who was exploding things, very, very far away. They can't celebrate the trouble a little bit closer, because there is no one to catch. It was an accident. But that's enough about that. No sense getting bummed on such a nice visiting day. Have a good evening everyone, and don't feel bad because we don't get anything but kibbles tonight. We will be just fine. Oddy-ose.

Someone Else's Cats

I am talking here about Kasey and me. Yes, we are still Their cats, but They are now someone else.
When we first came to live here, She walked around, went to the store, went on little trips and visited with people.  He and She had people come to visit. Now She is someone else. She stays home almost all the time. She goes to visit with just a few friends that She knows best. While I was thinking about changes in Her, I thought about changes in other human friends and family, and thought that some of them were someone else, too. Take LW'sMom. She used to stay at home a lot and play with her children. She would go to school sometimes and visit with Her and help at the church. Now she is someone else. A real, live minister, who does minister work all day and Makes Her very proud and happy. Our cousin John is someone else now, because he has Aunt Heather and they are very responsible and settled, and not just going day to day seeing what life will bring. Hana'sGran has learned how she wants to be, but in this case She doesn't think H'sG is someone else. She was always a nice, loving friend with a million pleasant ways, and she still  is. Maybe she is someone else to herself. I'll have to think about that. Smudge'sMom is someone else, too. She was once very sick and could not get around, but then she turned into a Mom and a cat lady. Now She says S'sM is a Woman About Town, going to wonderful places and doing marvelous crafts. It is possible then to be two someone elses, I guess. The only ones who aren't someone else are Kasey, Him and me. We still are the same, and except for when Kate lived here, we all do the same things we did when we first came to live here. And Him? She says He will always be the same. He will always have ideas and projects and take good care of us, even if He does yell at the computer a lot. I think it is what humans do. They go along and one day they turn into someone else. As long as whoever She is now still fixes fish for dinner, I have no problem with it. Chow, bellas.

Strong Cats

There is more than one way to be strong. It is not only being able to jump up on high places, or run faster than your sister, or dragging a heavy thing across a room. Sometimes you have to be strong inside. If so many sad things happen that you want to just go have a nap and forget about it, you have to be strong on the inside to keep going. When Kasey got out and He and She need help to find her and bring her home, I needed to be a strong cat and hope for a good ending of the problem. He and She are doing that right now. First there was a big explosion at that race far away, where Her Moxie lives. So many people were hurt and it spoiled a nice race that is very famous. No one knows who did it and the TV is getting a lot of it wrong. Then, last night a place near where Smudge'sGirl lives just exploded and wrecked a lot of the town , including the schools and people's houses. She told me that She could hardly stand all this bad stuff, and She just wanted to go to bed and cover Her eyes and stay there until people learn to be nice. The blowing up at the race was on purpose and the one closer to us was an accident. That didn't help Her feel better, because there didn't need to be an accident if the guys who run it would have been more careful. It hurts my heart to see Her feel so very sad. She was twice as sad as I have ever seen Her before. Come on, I told Her. There are people who need you to be strong inside. People expect you to help fix all this trouble and not just give in. So She got busy and wrote some letters and gave some money and decided that She was strong enough to keep going. She needs to be fine for Rocky'sMom's birthday party, and for lunch with Hana'sGran next week. Those things will keep Her going and make Her feel stronger. What would She do without Kasey and me? What would She do without Her pals? I will go and give Her some extra snuggles again, and help Her stay strong. O-re-vwar.

Female Cats

At our house, since Kate left us, there is one female cat. That is Kasey. It turns out that girl cats are the ones who have the kittens, so they are kind of the boss of cats. Kasey and I are both fixed, which means neither of us can be a parent-cat. When we are running around outside, the only thing that matters is who gets the food and who has a home to go to. Other than that, all the rest is about kittens. Since that isn't an issue here, we are exactly the same about our importance in the world.  She says that is not true in other places, and because She was gone a long time working on that, She had a lot of explaining to do.  She learned that there are places where female humans like Her are treated very badly. She told us that men regularly beat their wives and that little girls have cuts in their private parts to make them behave. I am sure glad they don't do that here. Sure, Kasey and I had operations, but it was after we grew up, and they put us to sleep before they did any cutting. Women in these far-away places need help to get out of that problem, and to get some rights. If He tried to be mean to Her, I would feel sorry for Him. That is because She has some power. These other ladies don't. She is ready to find out how to help, which was why She was gone so long today. A lot of the trouble, She says, is caused by not having education for the girl humans. You can guess that She would be interested in that.  There were a lot of good things to eat at this meeting, so I don't hold out high hopes for our dinner tonight. Oh, well. I am still glad to live here where I am a lucky cat. And Kasey is a lucky female cat, even if she does act kind of snippy. I hope She is not looking at the news. It is still kind of sad. Tomorrow will be better. Bye.

Tragedy Cats

This will be another short story today. It turns out that someone put some bombs in the place where there were a gazillion people and lots of people were hurt and killed. She is totally sad about this, and so is He, and Kasey and I are not OK with that. I hope you know that cats would never do something like blow up  guys who were someplace to have fun. Cats will scratch your furniture, because that is how cats are when they have claws, or maybe scratch your arm, but it is usually an accident - or your own fault. I am so glad I am a cat today, because She is very puzzled about Her fellow humans. When She is so broken-hearted over this, I am needed to give Her snuggles and let Her know it will all be better. I hope I'm right about that.  Come back tomorrow.

Healthy Cats

Except for that time Kasey had the sneezes, she and I are both healthy cats. Of course She is quite healthy, as well, except for the walking and falling thing. What puzzles us is all the things we hear about food. There are some people that believe you shouldn't eat meat. To cats, that is ridiculous, because it is in our insides to know about the way cats get food. Before there were kibbles - which have meat in them - cats had to eat mice and birds and whatever we could catch. We like to chew grass, but we couldn't live on it. Then there are people that don't eat anything with any animal in it at all. She would have to live without honey, and I don't think She could do it. No eggs, no milk, no animal at all. OK, so everyone can pick what they want. She doesn't mind. If I want to eat a bug, She says go ahead. Just don't expect Her to eat one. Once that is settled, the next thing is about stuff that is in food, like chemicals and bug sprays.  That can't be good for a person or cat. If you grew enough food for everyone without using those things, people and cats would have a lot less to eat. We could mostly all afford to eat less, I guess. Some regular food is just not good for you at all. Luckily, Kasey and I don't like sugar, but She does and so does He, but He can't eat very much of it.  She got Him fake sugar, until She found out that is worse than regular sugar. Then the news says milk is not good for you. What is a kitten supposed to eat, then? I like milk because it reminds me of my mom-cat, who had very tasty milk,  as I recall. Even some vitamins aren't good for you, now. It makes Her shake her head and wonder how She ever got to be so very old. I am not sure, but I think She is going to leave all the food choices to the young people and we are all gong to eat whatever we like. Nobody lives forever.
Tonight is going to be fish. I told Her I have waited long enough for fish and it is time to make me feel good. Bye, now.

Bits and Pieces Cats

This is kind of a scattered day, with all kinds of things going on. Just little things, and some of the Kasey and I don't understand. Here's what I mean. She has a friend that She met on the computer.  She has never seen this friend, only pictures. This lady thanks a lot of things the same as She does, and the two of them have conversations in writing. They do this every day. Yesterday She got a catalog with pictures in it that She thought her friend would like. When She looked at the pages, She felt like the two ladies were having tea and chatting. When She told the friend about that, the friend already gets that catalog, and shared the same thoughts. That made Her chuffed.
Kasey and I don't have any other cat friends that we feel that way about. Oh, sure, we have our cousins, but She is the one that checks them for us. Otherwise, we wouldn't know what they were doing.
Another thing was a TV program She watched. It was from a long time ago, before Kasey and I were here, and She was so pleased that you would have thought our Eddie was in it. He wasn't. It was an old guy who was a lawyer. She said he used to be a sheriff, and She always liked him.
Then a guy on the computer talked about how some people are very rich and some are very poor. She wasn't surprised, but She was glad they talked about it. She sent a copy to all Her computer friends. She thinks everyone should know about this and fix it. That is a subject that gets Her very excited. Just like school things. Money and school can always get Her interest, it seems to me.
There is also a new thing for our dinner. She is fixing some of those little pies that have meat and vegetables. She used to make those a lot, but these are spicy and have beans in them. I can't wait to see them. I hope you have a nice dinner, too. And have a busy time that is fun. Toodles.

Sad Cats

Kasey and I are very sad for Her. She feels as if She is in a time warp, She says. That means She thinks all these things have happened before. Here's what happened. His project is almost ready to go on sale. To do that, He needs some more money - and you know how She is about that. So She thinks back to other projects He has had. He doesn't want to talk about that. Of course not. So They argue, and that is very hard for Kasey and me. Right now, He is very upset, and that worries Kasey. Kasey has to go and snuggle him. And She is very upset, so I had to go and snuggle Her. It is very true that a cat's work is never done.  I am even more convinced that cats could teach people a lot. We are very cute and helpful and we get rewarded with kibbles, some butter and some treats, That way, we don't need any money. All money is good for is to cause trouble, from everything I have been able to find out. Of course, Kasey and I don't get ideas for projects. We are just like that. We have enough to do. If She gets an idea for a project, she just tells people about it and moves on. She thinks they have enough money, enough food and enough things in the gift-closet for all their needs. I wonder why He thinks He needs more money. All money does is make people sad and angry. It is so much better being a cat.
Well, the thing that cheers me up is that there was enough of that good food that He brought home yesterday that they can have it for dinner again tonight. I love that stuff with the shrimp in it. Here is what She is like. She ordered it the way it was least expensive, and then She got a discount. There is something that makes Her happy, right there. And now it lasted for two dinners. After all these years together, He hasn't learned that trick from Her. She doesn't mind, though. After awhile it will be OK, and They will be fine. Just like all the other times. Good night.

Understood Cats

When Kasey wants something, she goes to Him. When I want something, I go to Her. If I get all over what She is doing, She knows it means I want something. The first thing She does is check our food bowls. Even though He is the one who usually fills the food bowls with kibbles, She is the one that understands what I am bothering Her for. Here is the thing. We have three food bowls, from when Kate was here with us. One is all by itself. That was for Kate. The other two are attached together, so I eat from one side and Kasey eats from the other. This morning, He was completely puzzled, because She told Him that He should check the bowls, because I was asking for kibbles. When He checked the double bowls, one side (mine) was completely empty, and the other side (Kasey's) was still pretty full. He asked Her why I couldn't eat from the other side. She said never mind, just let's fill it. When He put the kibbles in, He was surprised that I went right to it and started to gobble. He thinks Kasey and I are very eccentric. She understands.
Every so often He and She like to call up a  food place and order certain food. It comes with eggs full of meat and vegetables, soup and some rolled-up thing with more vegetables. There is also a folded-up cookie with paper inside. She says it is a kind of food that only certain people know how to make very well, and that is why She asks them to make it. When it is time for dinner, He goes to the
place and picks it up. She says that is so they don't have to give a guy a tip for bringing it. She is very particular about money. Anyway, there is a lot to like about this kind of food. For one thing, the eggs have shrimp in them. Also, it comes with a kind of sauce I like. Not too spicy, but very tasty, and easy to lick. This will be a good evening for all of us. Cheerio.

MediCats

This morning was unusual because She didn't have any cups of coffee-the-drink or any toast with butter. I knew something was wrong. She fixed me some butter on a lid, so I got my butter, but She didn't get any.  She got cleaned up and ready the very first thing. I found out She had to go back to the doc. Here is the thing. She doesn't like taking pills, so She wants to cut out one or two of them. Her doc won't allow that without lots of tests.  They have to check Her blood to see if it is OK without the pills. She quit before and the oil in Her blood got thicker, so the doc gave Her some new pills. That's what She was having checked today. Now She has a puzzle. Should She just skip the pills altogether and just take Her vitamins and the strong-bones pill, or should She take what the doc gives Her. I don't take any pills, and neither does Kasey, and we are just fine. I think people take too many pills. She does, too. He thinks She should do what the doc tells Her. We'll see how much oil is in Her blood this time and I'll let you know what She decides.
Right now I am a little bit sleepy, because it rained and thundered last night, and I had to stay awake to make sure everything was all right. Kasey had to check, as well. The result was that we were both asleep on the sofa when She came home.  She laughed at that, and we woke up. It is almost time for my sun spot now, so a rest is in my future, for sure. I don't know if She is celebrating a good report from the doc, but She has some very lovely meat thawing out. That means some nice juices for Her splendid cat. (Ahem). Have a good evening, all my readers. TTYL

Appreciating Cats

Yes, Kasey and I are in the mood to appreciate things today, although it is not so easy getting Kasey to admit she appreciates things. Kasey, you remember, believes she is a goddess, and of course all the nice things should come to her. But with the situation of Kate moving in here, and then running off, even Kasey admits that she likes having free run of the house again, and even Kate's old toys. In my opinion, Kasey doesn't know what she is missing. Although Kasey get snuggles from Him, it is not even close to the snuggles I get from Her. To begin with, I get my wake-up snuggles. No matter how sleepy She is, She takes time to give me pets and skritches. Then , I get my butter from off Her fingers. Some days I get a lot, other days I am happy with just two or three. I appreciate getting all the fingers of butter that I want. Next She reads the paper. If I step on the paper, or attack it, She just laughs and moves it to where She can see it. I generally help Her with Her to-do list after breakfast, and She appreciates that. I know She loves to brush my hair off the furniture, even if She makes sounds like tsk. I am glad I can check everything on Her computer, and look at the cute cats that people put on there. None of the cats is as cute as I am, but they do try hard to be their best. Today there was a picture of my Uncle John with a kitten that looks just like me. Very cute.Then, when Her question asking program comes on, I get the computer to myself, just like now. Then it is time for my rest in the sun spot on the floor by the window. After that I get a couple more snuggles before we fix dinner. I appreciate when it is fish or pizza or meat with gravy.  When you come to think of it, you can find things to appreciate about every hour. I like doing that, and so does She. In fact, I think I'll go get some snuggles right now. She and I will both like that. Sy-o-nara.

Close Call Cats

I believe you know that if She falls down, She can't get up by Herself, That is why an almost-fall last night was a close call. Somehow, She had gotten to the very edge of the chair in Her sleep.  She woke up when She felt Herself slipping down toward the floor. I had jumped down to help Her, but She needed more help than I could give Her. She called for Him to come and help her, but They didn't know exactly how to go about it. Well, He helped Her skootch back in the chair, inch by inch, and when She finally got Her bottom on the chair, He helped Her stand up. Then He fixed the pillow, which had slipped down and caused the problem, and He helped Her sit back down and get comfy again. That may sound like a not-very-big close call, but if you knew how many little things She has to think about when She stands, sits and walks, you would understand. That made me think of all the people who have harder problems. What if you couldn't hear? Think of what you would miss. I have heard of cats that can't hear, and there is a lot of danger for them. Just notice, next time you go out, how many things you hear. I have known cats that couldn't see. They have to depend on other senses to get their kibbles, as well as their hugs and pets. She has shown me pictures of cats and dogs with missing legs, or legs that don't work, and I can't imagine how I would manage to jump and run and climb up on Her.  So when I think about Her trouble walking and stuff, I think She should be glad She has two legs to stand on, and two eyes to see with and two ears to hear with, and not whine about Her walking standing and sitting troubles. But still, I am really glad She didn't fall all the way down to the floor this time.
Was that pink fish She took out of the freezer? Oh, I am a happy cat. Chow, bellas.

Lounge Cats

When Kate lived here with us, she would scratch the furniture. He and She tried everything. They got her a scratching post, which Kate looked at and yawned. They got her scratchy toys, which she played with until she felt like scratching the furniture. Finally, She got Kate a thing called a Scratch Lounge. It is like a bed, but it has that scratching paper in it. Kate kind of liked that, and would nap in it quite a bit. She didn't know if Kate would come back after she ran away, so She left it in front of the fireplace. Just when She thought it was not likely that Kate would return, She went to put it in the garage, and She found Kasey sound asleep in it. If Kasey liked it, I had to check it out, and it turned out to be very comfortable. It just fit me, so I would go and nap in it a bit each day. This is what happened yesterday. I got into the Scratch Lounge and went to sleep right after lunch. I slept all day, and almost until They had finished Their dinner.. By that time, She had turned off Her computer, so I didn't even get a chance to write my story.  I hope you were not too disappointed. Just think of the wonderful rest I got in that Scratch Lounge. I would not be surprised if your kitties would like one, too.
What I wanted to tell you about yesterday was the pink flowers in the back yard. They cover half the yard with beautiful blossoms until half the grass looks pink. I am sorry the mowers will have to cut them down. I love to look at them. I would have told you in more detail, but now I can just give you a short report on them.
Since I slept through Their dinner last night, All I got to eat was my bowl of kibbles. I will be more alert today, you can be sure. Until tomorrow, ta ta.

Rash Cats

The kind of rash I'm talking about is the kind that gives people red, bumpy skin that itches. Cats get them sometimes, but Kasey and I don't have them right now. It is She who has a red, bumpy rash around Her neck and on Her back. The big mystery is where did the rash come from. If you know Her, you know that She is allergic to iodine. That is a kind of medicine, I think. If She gets iodine in Her system, She turns into a giant rash. Here is a clue. Iodine can get into your system by eating certain fish. The kind that almost always gives Her a rash is shrimp. Last night for our dinner, She fixed shrimp cakes. He doesn't think that is what made the rash, but She says what else did I have with iodine? I reminded Her of every thing she ate yesterday, and nothing had iodine - except maybe the shrimp cakes. She started taking a new vitamin, but that didn't have iodine in it. He got tired of wondering and put some cream on Her back, which felt good. This would be a fine time to find out She is allergic to cats!
It is a nice day today. Too nice to think any more about rashes. It has been so cold for the last couple of nights, but today it is sunny and warm. No. Cofs, She says. We don't want it sunny and warm. We want it rainy and warm. If we don't get more rain, there might be fires. It might mean the grass won't grow to feed the cows and stuff. All these things could happen if it doesn't rain, and we are worrying about a little rash. That is silly.
I don't know what She is fixing for dinner tonight. I just know it won't contain shrimp. I'm hoping it is pizza. I think I'll go and tell her that. Bye, now.

Snickering Cats

One of my favorite things about being a cat in a house with human people is how funny they are.
Sometimes I just roll on the floor, laughing at the way they are about their problems. Some things I can see for myself, either watching Them, or on TV. Somethings I see on the computer when She is visiting with Her friends. I don't laugh at Her while She pretends She is just fine, but goes creeping around step - step - step. That is because She can't help it. And I don't laugh at Him, yelling at the computer, because he is not mean to Kasey or Her or me. But I do have to laugh at politics. There are two sides in politics. He and She are on the side that likes to share so that everyone gets the basic things, The other side says they want less government and more individual freedoms. Then they go and try to make laws about what pills people can take, and what they should do in their homes, and what guns they can have, and even that they have to say prayers. We all scratch our heads over that. Also, money is a big topic with Her, so when they say that people should have less money when they get old and retired, like He and She are, She wonders how we would ever get along. I chuckle to think of Her going back to work at a job.  The other side thinks that people should get less help to pay for their docs and medicine, and if all their money is used up they can't get any help. I am surely glad cats aren't like that. Even when cats don't like each other, we still let them have their kibbles and fresh water. He and She and Kasey and I are in favor of the President, but some people don't like him because of what color he is. Can you believe that? I haven't ever seen two cats that are exactly the same color. There is always something with humans to get upset about, and that makes us chuckle and snicker and laugh.
Good news for dinner - She has shrimp cakes and orange potatoes. I like both those things. Ah-dyoo, amis.

Plants Cats

One thing Kasey and I both like is to nibble on plants.  Since we live inside, He gets us little boxes that grow plants and we get to eat them when we want to. Kasey really likes them more than I, but both of us are kind of happy to have the chance, since we don't go outside. Last night He, She and I watched a show about plants and it told us that plants have pain when we bite them, and that they give out smells to tell us how they feel. The program said that the grass is so upset when it gets mowed that it gives out a smell of newly mowed grass, which is a smell special to grass. It showed how plants sent out signals to bugs and birds when a caterpillar  tries to eat them. The bird or the bug gets the signal and comes and eats the biter. Sometimes one kind of plant takes over another kind  like a little war, and the guys who have cows and sheep have to stop them.  I noticed that He thought it was fascinating, and She thought it was ridiculous. They didn't actually fight about it, but She said it gave too much credit to a plant. Since plants don't have brains and nervous systems, how can they feel pain? She says it is because of something called evolution that plants have developed the way they are, and it is nature, not plants that figure all these things out. If they have smells, it is because nature gave them smells. In the end, He said He saw Her point, and They watched the next show. I will still eat that grass that He gives us, because I agree with Her.
I will go check on what She took out of the freezer. I hope it is fish, but I'll have to wait and see. Sy-o-nara, readers.

Cautious Cats

Today Kasey and I are being very cautious, because He is not having a good day. It seemed to start out OK, then one thing after another happened and by now, He is all hollered out. First He opened a bottle wrong and the stuff inside came out all over the place. That was the start. Then He got out a jar of pickles, and it slipped out of His hands and broke all over the floor. By now, we new we had better find a quiet place and lie low. After He finally had His lunch, He went back to work and something was wrong with His computer. By now we were eyeing the closet, and She was starting to get a little tense. There was the usual yelling at the fixing guy on the phone, when a nice lady came to see him. She is going to help Him with His project, but He was busy with the fixing guy, so after a while of the lady and me listening to him be mad, The lady left and said She would talk to Him later. Smart lady. The computer problem got fixed, so all was well, right? No, we had to hide out a while longer because of a problem with some numbers. She told us that all this will seem funny when everything calms down, but Kasey and I are not convinced.  She is just sure that after awhile, His new pills will let Him be more calm. Since He is really a smart, kind man, we hope the pills work quickly, too, so the world does not see Him as this crazy yelling guy. Do you know, as mad as He gets, He doesn't yell at us, or hit or hurt our feelings. His trouble is all inside Him. That makes us kind of sad and hopeful about the pills. I'll keep you posted about how He is getting along. TTYL.

Social Media Cats

Kasey and I learn a lot from listening to Him and Her. I often wondered what She did at Her computer all day, and how She found out so much news when She didn't go out very much. It turns out that there is a thing called Social Media. It is places on the computer where you can just talk to people as if you are there with them. She has friends all over the world that are people who love our Eddie. That's where it all started. Then She has friends from the church where She used to go. Next She added friends that were friends of those people, and now She has about a gazillion friends on the computer. The name for this is Social Media, because computers are media and being friends is social. Kasey and I know some of the friends, and She has told a lot of them about us. One thing very popular on the computer is cats, so we fit right in. She tells people what cute things we do (ahem) and she shows us some of the pictures. Our Auntie Heather is on there, and so are the mothers of some of our cousins. Her beloved OperaGirl is on there, and Hana'sMother, and sometimes even Hana'sGran. Smudge'sMom and Cleo'sDad give messages, too. It is kind of new, so people are still learning about Social Media and the power it can have. The friends sometimes take up a cause and so many of them post stuff about it that the big shots need to pay attention. She learns stuff on there, too. People tell about their medicine, or their recipes or some place they have been, and She just loves that. If people are sad, she tries to cheer them up. If friends get a good job or get married, She can wish them good luck. I wonder what She would do if She didn't have these friends. Oh, sure, She would still be friends with Kasey and me, and with Him, but we can only go so far. I am pleased that She has found a place to have so many friends and so much fun.
I saw some of those round things She calls ground steak thawing on the sink edge, so I look forward to some nice meat juice on Her plate tonight. Toodle Pip, chaps.

Political Cats

I thought when all that voting was over the political stuff would be over, too. It turns out that I was mistaken about that. Kasey and I are coming to the conclusion that the humans like to fuss about the people in charge of the country. I am sure you remember what side He and She are on. They like the guy who was elected to be President, and They believe everyone should share and help each other. It is what They try to do. I am not so sure the other side is so much in favor of the sharing thing. One problem I have noticed is that everyone listens to too much arguing on the TV and the radio. There is one group of reports that say that nothing Their guy can do that is right. He and She joke about that. They think that if this President says cats are excellent pets, the other side would want to make cats illegal. They fuss and argue so very much that nothing ever gets done. One thing that She worries about is children and schools. You can guess that She is sad about using schools to try to save money.  If only She could walk better, and stand longer, She would go with Cleo'sPeople and complain about it. He and She are lucky because They are old. When they get old, Humans can get help to pay for their docs and their medicine. Where Her beloved Eddie comes from, people can see docs without having to pay at all if they don't want to. When this President suggested trying that, it was a wild thing to work on. Let's just say that I am glad cats don't have to think about that. We get our kibbles free, and all we have to do is to take care of Him and Her. If we get sick, They take us to the vet and we don't even have to do more work. AND, we get extra snuggles. If anybody asks you, Kasey and I are perfectly happy being cats. Chow, bellas.