Hurricane-Tail Cats

I guess you know that a hurricane is a very dangerous bunch of wind and rain. We had one here a lot of months ago, and had everything all fixed. Well, one came this way again, but the wind din't come here - just the rain. There has been so much rain that people almost forgot what it was like. When there was thunder, I could get to my closet, so I did not have to squash myself. She was going to get Her haircut today, but it was too dark and nasty. Why go out when you don't have to, She said. That's what being retired is all about. If She stays inside, no on can see Her hair, anyway.
She does not want to get it shaved off, though, like LW'sMom is going to do to hers. People pay money to make you do it, and the money goes to help children like LW, who didn't have a single hair on her head when she had that medicine for her sickness. He and She pay money every month to the hospital where they fixed LW. They say, let's get this sickness figured out, so other kids will get better, too. One thing She wishes is that She could hug LW right now, for being all well and in school.
Another person She wants to hug is Smudge'sMom, because she gives good hugs. One day She will go and see all these ppeople and hug them. She wishes She could hug Her people who are far away and make everything OK. Well, She can always send hugs through the air.. I might just gve Her three massages tonight, and She can pretend they are hugs. Talk to you guys later.

One Squashed Cat

This day started out very nicely. Good butter, good pets, good weather. He was talking to His mother on the phone, while She was reading the paper. Talking to His mother always wears Him out, so He went to lie down. Kasey went in the bedroom with Him, nd He closed the door, I guess He thought She would play the TV. She didn't. Well, suddenly it got very dark outside. She said there was a big storm lots of miles away from here, but we still got some rain from it. I wasn't too worried until the thunder started. I went to get into my place in the closet, but I couldn't get the door open. She told me not to be scared, but She doesn't know how dangerous that thunder can be. I remembered when I first came here, long ago, that I got under the TV cabinet.Today it was a tight squeeze, but I got my big self back under there, and I remembered how safe it felt. I stayed there all the time until the sun came back out. Whew. That was a close call.
There is a friend of Her OperaGirl who sings opera, too. You know She plays OG's songs a lot, so She sent for this guy's music as well. Maybe the guy will come to sing in the opera that we have here where we live. That would be fun. Still no ribs-whining, thank goodness, but there will be a hamburger as well as vegetables tonight. Now that I have squeezed back out from under the cabinet, I'll check it out. Stay dry, peeps. toodles.

Summer Cats?

It seems as if this particular weekend marks the end of summer, which She says is wrong, because nature says it will be summer for two-and-a-half more weeks. Nevermind that, She said, and put Her white shoes in their boxes. When She was a kid, and when She was a teacher far away where She started, school did not start until after this end-of-summer holiday. Kids here have been back in school for a bunch of weeks. Well, Kasey and I don't have to go to school, and neither does She. So we can enjoy the holiday more than most people-and-cats.
There wasn't any talk about barbeque ribs today, so I guess that wishing is out of Her system. The problem here today was that Her printer didn't work, so She couldn't print the paper that says She cn have twice as much ice cream at this place near LW's house. Both of Them worked on it, but couldn't get anywhere. Finally, She just shut it off. When She put it on again, guess what - It was fixed. I said it was magic, but She said it was a glitch. No use to argue with Her about that.
Katy's people went away for this holiday, so He is giving Katy her food. Kasey doesn't like that, but I don't mind. Katy'sMom would do the same for us, if we needed food. But I hope They don't go away. Something out there smells like chicken. Much better than ribs. I'll go check it out. Toodles.

Laughing Cats

Please forgive me if my story is full of mistakes today. I am laughing SO hard that I might put my paw on the wrong buttons. Here's what is so funny. You have heard that She has been yearning for barbeque ribs. In fact, we have been tired of hearing about it. And you know She is very particular about money? Well, She couldn't stand it anymore, and went to a barbeque place and actually spent money on a rib dinner. I think that is hilarious. Especially since She sat and ate every single rib in the box. I did get to lick one of the ribs, but I thought that it was so funny that I didn't even feel like having more. Yes, She is the one who says to be brave and strong. She says don't spend money on things that are not necessary. She has all the food here that She needs. Personally, I am lukewarm about ribs. I can take them or leave them. But She had some ribs when She was at OperaGirl's House, and has been in a rib-frenzy ever since. These were real Texas ribs, Coffs, She told me. Why do you suppose they didn't taste as good as those far-away ribs? I was laughing too hard to answer Her. Now, if She says She wants to go back to those ribs at OG's, We will have to tie Her down, because it costs more money than about ten bags of kibbles, and we need those kibbles. I surely hope She has this rib thing taken care of. Ooooh, my sides are aching. I had better stop laughing pretty soon. But there She is, with red sauce on Her face, and licking Her fingers. Hahahahahaha.

Cats in Law

We all got up early this morning. The coffee was extra good, She said, and the news in the paper was bad. Or so She said. Something about oil again, and She said the President was right to shut them down. But this time no one was dead, and the whole thing did not collapse. It was that kind of atmosphere when He left to visit His mother. She has been having the same problems since She knew His mother. That lady thinks of her own problems all the time, and He comes home sad and tired out. What She thinks is that He doesn't know how to talk to her. How sad it must be to try to talk to a person whose thinking is all gone. Kasey and I won't know how to take care of Them when They get so old that Their thinking stops. Well, I'm not going to think about that any more, because both of them are thinking just fine. I guess that as long as They keep laughing and having fun, They will be taking care of US.
One thing She keeps talking about is barbeque ribs. She has had those before, long ago when He ate meat. She had some when She went to Her OperaGirl's house, but that was far away, and I didn't see them. I know they have bones in them, and I can lick the meat off them, because my tongue is very scratchy. What a thing to want. Ribs must be very popular because of the holiday that happens in a few more days. I hope She gets some soon, because I don't want to hear about them for a lot of days. I will share them with Her when She gets them, though. I'll keep you posted. Cheers.

Sort of Nice Day Cats

It was a nice day for Kasey and me, because after we got our butter and treats, and a few extra pets, and after She checked Her messages from computer friends, everything stopped working. The lights were on, but the phone didn't work, the computers didn't work, and the television didn't work, Maybe not such a nice day for them, but a really nice day for us, because we got lots of lap time, pets and skritches. You know Kasey doesn't like any of those things, but He gave her some extra attention, and I don't care what she says, Kasey liked it. With all those things not working, She got some things done. She is trying to arrange the things she has for people, so that She doesn't forget what She has already. You know there will be a lot more catalogs. That's the trouble. She sees just the right thing, and sends for it. When it comes and She goes to put it away, She remembers She already has just the right thing. It is really lucky that She is particular about money, or we wouldn't have room for all the stuff She wants.
Did I say this was a nice day? That was before the thunder started. I don't care what is for supper. I am going to get into my closet and be sure the thunder doesn't get in there. That doesn't mean it wasn't a nice day - just that it became sort of nice. I'm glad for Her, though, now that everything is working again. Oddy-Oats.

Vegetable Cats

It is more fun for Kasey and me to eat chicken and shrimp than vegetables, but He eats vegetables, so that is what She fixes sometimes. Today He was remembering the luscious vegetables that She made from Her OperaGirl's recipe. He said He would love to have some of that again, so what could She do. She went to the store and got what She needed. One of the things She has been missing since He started eating just vegetables is fixing nice meals for Him. She thinks it is something to share, She told me. Well, what could be better than a zillion cut up vegetables for sharing. She likes that it is a connection with Her OG, as well, kind of like a family recipe. It makes Her glad to have family, since Her brother lives very far away, and the rest of Her family are busy, busy people who see Her when they can. The Crones are Her family, as well. She says Her OperaGirl and Her OzGirl and Her AwesomesauceGirl are from the Eddie side of the family. He says He believes Eddie would like that vegetable dinner with the peanut sauce. She is chuffed about that idea. I'll bet Her OG would like that, too. She has to fix up a bag with a bunch of clothes to give to poor people, so I'll find a nice cozy spot to have a nap until She is ready to give some more pets. Sy-O- nara.