Farewell Cali

Cali was loaded up into a cat carrier and whisked away. When Mom and Dad returned, there was no cat carrier. Cali was my favorite because she used to follow me around a lot...

Hope she found a nice family...

Things are calmer here. But I could SWEAR I heard kitten noises in the basement.

Goodbye Tarzana

Mom's sister showed up from California and whisked Tarzana away to a new home in California. I heard her talking about it on the phone and apparently the little grey critter was quiet all the way across the country on the airplane and is quite happy in her new beach house.

Cat factor is reduced by one...

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and then there was peace...

I awoke from a nap to find the house completely empty. I was happily the only cat home. I hoped they had all found good homes and that we could all go on with our lives.

Then a FLEET of sleepy kittens returned. They all looked like I do after my shots - sleepy - except for Tigger. My mom took special interest in him ans whisked him directly into the basement, where she stayed with him all night...

She told me the next day that Tigger was the only one to not receive his shots because he had been vomiting for a few days. Tigger had lost weight too. The vet took an x-ray but could not find anything and thought he might have a blocked intestine.

So, after the vet hydrated him under his skin (something I remember hurting quite a bit), they took him to the basement and had him fast for 8 hours, then fed him water and food a little at a time. Mom slept with him so he would not be scared.

But I was scared that she loves him more than me.

Anyway - the little guy is back to his normal hyper self again. He even tried to get my tail. I batted my paws in his direction and made scary noised. A fourteen year old cat does not PLAY.

I Came Into the Livingroom...

Grumpy cat spends almost all of her time outside these days, and she has even started teaching the kittens how to play out there. Last night, while my human was eating ice cream, I ventured into the living room, through the throngs of squirmy kittens. My ruse worked - she let me lick the bowl when she was done.

This morning, having survived last night's adventure, I decided to take up my old place on a chair next to my Mom while she works. Again, I had to growl at the mewing little vermin, but I made it to the chair. My reward was being dragged into a son spot. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

Now each of the kittens has come toward me, but I growl menacingly. My human must like them, because after I do this, she picks each one up and pets it. I am jealous.

She calls this one "Tarzana."

Our Friend Suzanne Has Crossed Over

My human was gone with the computer so long, that I am just now catching up with the other online kitty cats.

Poor Suzanne's mommy has lost her little friend, but we know that Suzanne must be happy in her new place. If you see this, visit Suzanne's mommy and give her purrs.

http://tonisgotwebbedfeet.blogspot.com/

Upstairs in the New Bedroom

For some reason, my human moved all our bedroom furniture to a new bedroom upstairs. Oh how I miss the basement! I long to be down there again. At first, I thought she was moving in with grumpy cat, but then she brought my food dish, litter and bed up to the new room.

I grumbled and growled, but after two days of not seeing any other cats or kittens around, deigned to eat a little tuna fish in the kitchen.

Then today, my human opened all the doors to my wing of the house, and Staubie came into my bedroom. MY BEDROOM. I chased her under the bed. Now, I am keeping a watchful eye on the bedroom door. No OTHER can may enter.

The kittens are another story. I keep growling at them, but they are too cute to attack. Cali already drank from my water bowl while I watched. It is only a matter of time before they figure out that I am too afraid of them to attack.

Third Step from the Bottom

My final refuge has been invaded by the one they call "Tigger." Today, he got to the third step from the bottom leading to my basement apartment. I stared at him, but he just puffed out his measly little tail and sniffed in my direction. It wouldn't have been so bad, but I was in the middle of playing with my favorite mouse toy and he saw me...