Religion Cats

There is a lot of stuff on the news about this thing called religion. I had to ask Her how to spell that. I also had to ask Her what it is about. She told me it is about what you believe. That is easy for me. My religion is eating and sleeping and getting pets and snuggles.  She told me that's as good as any other one. It turns out people start very young to learn about what their parents believe, but all these things can be different. It seems to cause a lot of trouble. When everyone thinks what they believe is right, you can imagine the arguments it can cause.  And people tend to stick up for their parents, so you can't tell them it's wrong. He and She believe Everyone is tied together, so we should be nice to everyone. They believe you should be kind and helpful and follow rules that you and your friends agree on.  He and She think it is up to humans to keep the world nice. Some people believe another guy does it all.  I like Their religion, because it includes being very nice to cats. She made me promise to try to get along better with Kate. I am not sure about that, but then, Kasey, Kate and I don't belong to Her religion. Speaking of eating, I think I smell shrimp. Oddy-ose.

Sleepy-time Cats

A lot of sleeping goes on here at our house, and in many different styles. First of all, She watches TV, works some puzzles and goes to sleep, and sleeps until morning, except for the occasional trip to the litter-bowl. Then She goes right back to sleep. She stays awake all day, sometimes working on Her to-do list and sometimes visiting with friends. On the other hand, He sleeps a little while at night, then gets up and works on His ideas. He goes to sleep every few hours all day long. I am the best sleeper, because sleeping and snuggling is all I do, besides writing my stories.  Kasey gets up to help Him with His work each time, but she has a box on His desk so she can catch a few winks while He works. Sometimes, right after she eats, Kasey goes tearing around the house, jumping on furniture and meowing. When she does that, She says Kasey is going Oofty Goofty.  As for Kate, she knows how to sleep pretty well, but is always alert, and gets up to go wherever She goes. One funny thing she does is jump way up on top of the TV for a nap. Maybe she misses climbing trees. At our house, the sleeping is very interesting.  So is the eating. But that is another story. Chow for now.

Telephone Cats

The telephone never stopped ringing today. He and She don't usually answer when it says certain things, but with His business starting up, She actually answers more, in case it is someone who wants to know about things. If you ask Her about the business, She doesn't really know, except that it is about displays of airplanes and stuff. If you ask Him a question about it, your ears will flap over before He gets through telling you.  So when people call on the telephone, She can't tell them anything, and She is fine with that. He has promised that He wouldn't spend important money, but She still worries. That's how She is about money, you know. As long as He is happy, and takes good care of Her and all of us, She isn't going to let it bother Her too much.
Another thing that makes phone calls is people who want to tell Her and Him about politics. She doesn't want to be rude, but She really doesn't have a lot of money to give, and the guys on the phone don't like to hear that. Don't they know He and She have already decided on their votes? I guess not.
Kate is on the lookout, so I had better get back to my closet. (sigh). Shalom.

Young and Old Cats

Here is what is on Her mind today: She found out some famous guy died, and he wrote songs and other music. She liked him a lot, and was sad to hear that he had died. What got Her was that the man was 68 years old. Oh my, that is too young for him to die, She said. And then, as sad as She was, She had to laugh. She remembered when She was a little girl and Her grandma would say that someone died and they were so young. She would (snerk) and say that their age sounded pretty old to Her. Now She realizes that when you are a good ten years older than a person, they seem pretty young to die. She keeps saying She never expected to live this long, but I am kind of glad She did.
That made me think about Kate, and why she is such a confident little cat. You have to remember, Kasey and I are twice as old as Kate, and we are more lazy and slow. Kate is so jealous when She gives me pets. Kate is too young to know that She loves us both the same. Maybe I will try to explain that next time she gets in my face. Mmmm. Fish for dinner. He would like to have fish every night. I'm fine with that. TaTa for now.

Toes and Claws Cats

You probably remember that our new sister, Kate, has claws, and Kasey and I don't. It really hurt to lose my claws, and I had to go around in bandages for awhile. That might be why She didn't have Kate's claws taken away. Kate has not scratched us yet, but She is thinking of getting those little claw-covers for her. I think She will have to wear lots of tough clothes when She tries to put covers on Kate's claws, because that is one very determined kitty. I wish we could go and get our toes all fixed up fancy like She does. Today She went and had them cut, scraped and polished. Now they are a very shiny pink. They look nice peeking out of Her sandals, but I wonder why She has that done to them in cold weather, when Her shoes cover them up. Oh, well. You know how humans are. You just never can tell.
She is especially chuffed because She and He talked to Mazie today. It is Mazie's birthday, and she is 13 years old. If you have any idea how much She and He love that little girl, You know how happy They were to hear her dear voice. I have to check on what is for dinner, so Cheers for now.

Befuddled Cats

Since Her computer broke the other day, it is as if there are gremlins in here. The computer-fixing guy did a nice job of cleaning off viruses and things, but he must have cancelled some of Her regular things, because She has to keep putting in stuff that should be remembered by the computer, and not by Her. She had to look up a big bunch of stuff, because She is used to going to right where She wants to be. As for me, my page comes up just fine, but I can't get to it if She is dilly-dallying aound trying to find Her bank and stuff. Beside that, we are quite chuffed to have our regular computer back. His computer is harder to work.
I am chuckling because I have found a new place to hide, and She couldn't find me before. She would still be looking for me if I hadn't giggled. That gave me away. Hint: laundry baskets can be quite cozy. She told me She wants me to come out of the bedroom and back to my old favorite spots, but I may have to give that a lot of thought. I still have some issues with Kate, although things are getting a bit better. TTYL.

Disaster Cats

It happened a bunch of days ago. In the middle of the night there was a very loud noise, and it turned out that The picture part of our computer was on the floor.  He picked it all up, but when She turned it on, there were only a lot of lines and squiggles. I'm not one to point a paw at another cat, but I didn't do it, and Kasey was in the bedroom with Him, so that leaves Kate, who must have gotten up behind the picture and pushed it down.  The noise must have scared Kate, because she was tucked away under the table in another room. Luckily, the computer-fixing guy could bring us a new picture part. Un-luckily, it took him until today to get it here. Well, all is well, and everything seems to be working quite well, so you should be reading my stories every day, just like before.  We can catch up on Her lunch with Her beloved Crones and Friends one day, and her lunch with Rocky'sMom on another. She was glad to have these things to take Her mind off missing Her computer friends, but I just had to stay here and wait it out. Sometimes it is not all rosy to be a cat. Until tomorrow, then, toodle pip.