FOILED!

attempt to upload photo of my masterful escape . . . foiled.

Must . . . try . . . again . . .

But first, must lull them into a false sense of security.

ALERT! Programming Change

I don't know who was involved, but the bird channel has been superceeded by the Deer Channel.
Nose to nose with nature's wild cows--aka White tail deer--they came up to the window and snorted at me.
Very interactive.
Nice Reality TV show.

Waiting patiently for the next installment.

You have GOT to be kidding me

Mom's back on the treadmill.
I thought she was done with that.

You act surprised

It has come to my attention that the Christmas decorations are still up.

In a spirit of cooperation and collaboration, I hereby volunteer to employ all my magical gravitational powers and help bring them down.

Just trying to help.
I'm that kind of a cat.

Language Barrier

I've picked up 4 new swearwords this week.

The best part of it is, Mom has no idea I'm swearing.

heh heh heh

25 things about me you may not know

1. I'm adopted.
2. I have a sister somewhere who has thumbs.
3. I like pickles.
4. I've been known to eat home grown tomatoes that were left out on the counter.
5. I like yogurt. (it's a weakness.)
6. I can read minds.
7. I can implant thoughts on your brain . . . I'll show you . . . . see?
8. I like Dad best.
9. I have never actually seen a pony.
10. I saw a meteor this week.
11. If meteors are UFOs, I saw a UFO this week.
12. I've ridden in the car.
13. I've been to mom's work.
14. I have friends all over the world. (Hi there!!!)
15. I think that Dallas should have been shot in Detroit and it should have been called Detroit.
16. I didn't vote. (I'm not registered. They said Cats can't vote! Can you believe that?)
17. I enjoy a good round of golf. (There's sticks and balls and birds and planes . . . what's not to love?)
18. I suspect football was invented by grumpy bears.
19. I steal. . . . or as I like to refer to it . . ."Appropriate" . . . things.
20. My stash of stolen goods is under the buffet, waiting to be fenced.
21. I am most proud of my claws, though my tail is pretty fine too.
22. I like listening to NPR while mom cooks. You learn so much.
23. If we didn't live here, I'd like to live in England. I could be Top Gear Cat . . . . they don't have one yet.
24. I am still in school. I think I'll be in school forever. When I think I'm done, somebody signs me up for more!
25. I really like who I am. It fits right. Much better than last time around.

FINALLY a Movie I would love to see!!!!

New Year Resolution . . ..

I will do everything I can possibly do.
I promise.

...as long as it isn't inconvenient.
...as long as it's in my best interest.
...as long as it doesn't take much effort or interrupt my nap schedule.

Nothing to see here

Move along.











heh heh heh . . . . .
Excellent!

Wednesday

Well.

Well well well

So . . .. . .

New president

That's interesting

Take a wee bit of a nap and POW! A new president comes in.

I suppose next you'll tell me we've landed on the moon!

Smile--it's Tuesday

Oh sorry mom,

Didn't realize you would read this . ..

Well . . . I'm just not that into you, mom.

Me and Dad are pals.

Pretty sure you knew that already!

If Dad's not around, though, I'd be happy to pretend I love you--especially if there's sardines or yogurt involved.

I'm a cat

We're like that

Picky

And Fickle

And . . . well . . . very very lovable.

(Puss-n-boot Eyes)

See . . .

Get's you every time.

Now seriously. Go to work, so me and Dad can build snow forts and catch some ponies.

MLK Day--means the guys are home alone!

Ha ha ha!
mom has to work today and it's just me and Dad--the boys home alone!!!

Yea!

Sleepin' in.
Watchin' guy movies.
Playing some Madden football--Smash ALL the buttons! THAT'S MY PLAN!!!!
Sardine pizza with extra sardines for lunch
yum yum yum

and mom is working . . . ha ha ha!!!!!

cool

Any Ponies yet?

Here pony pony pony!

Come on out and PLAY!

I disagree

It is NOT possible to go too far.

TODAY is FRIDAY!

I love Fridays.
Fridays Fridays Fridays

5:20 a.m. Greet mom at the bedroom door and demonstrate how cute I can stretch.
6:00 a.m. Chase Tiger around and around and around the living room until mom tells me to knock it off.
6:05 a.m. Nap time
7:30 a.m. stretch--snuggle--snooze time
8:15 a.m. walkabout looking for better heat source. Check for sunshine.
8:20 a.m. Nap time
10:08 a.m. slink over to food dish and nibble a bit, as long as no one's watching.
10:21 a.m. Check out the Pony fort. Any Ponies?
10:22 a.m. Switching to the bird channel
10:40 a.m. Following some serious bird chatter/taunting . . . . time to nap . . . . As long as I'm still on top of the pony fort . . . might as well . . . snuggle here.
3:05 p.m. Whoa . . . heat's kicking up again. Mom must be due home in an hour. About time!
4:10 p.m. Mom home. Greet mom at the back door. Snub her when she tries to pet me.
4:30 p.m. Help mom check emails
5:10 p.m. Chase Tiger around the living room until mom tells me to knock it off.
6:15 p.m. Phone call from Dad that he's made the turn and it's 35 minutes to being HOME. Time to sit at the kitchen counter and watch mom finish dinner preparations. It's a pretty good cooking channel. Hope we're having fish tonight!
6:50 p.m. DAD'S HOME!!!!
7:00 Yogurt--Dad! Dad! Dad! Time for yogurt!!!!! . . . . . he may not think so . . . but I think it's a good time for yogurt.
7:40 time to snuggle with Dad on the couch.
Love you Dad . . . .

Dad?
How about some yogurt?

So FIRST mom and dad leave and then Auntie Val slips and breaks her elbow. So some NEW Auntie comes along and tries to feed us while mom and dad are running their dumb old marathon.

We need separate plates.
They need to be EQUAL portions.
And I prefer sardines. . . . not this tinned mice crap.

You are SUCH a newbie at this Auntie Trish. I'll bet you don't even HAVE cats . . . .

Good thing mom and dad are BACK.
Good thing mom's all apologetic and showing me pictures of ponies.
and then I saw . . . JEEZOPETE! Grandma and Grandpa were there too. This is NOT Fair!

I know Gpa would LOVE to have me ride in their car for three days. I could have been his BEST friend. But nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. Stuck up here in the artic north . . . shivering my little kitten bones.

Speaking of which--Pete is still keeping to his rounds. I am shocked. It was ZERO degrees this morning. Pete is awesome. Totally and completely awesome. And probably frostbit. It's COLD out there!

Dear Auntie Val

http://icanhascheezburger.com/

I CAN

I CAN

HAS

CHEEZBURGER!!!

MOM SAID

In a huff!

She TOOK THE TREE DOWN!

I am so frustrated. . . .

huff!

I'm in a huff!

Huff huff huff

. .. . . . . yawn . . . .streeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeetch . . . . .

oh sunshine, when will you get here?

I am ready for your loving healing magical rays . . . . .

who needs a fake tree when you can have sunshine?

Dougal on Deck

"Greatness is not where we stand, but in what direction we are moving."
--Oliver Wendell Holmes

It has occured to me that while Mom and Dad are out . . . I'm in charge.

Excellent!

Where have all the sardines gone?

First Jim leaves.

Then Jon leaves.

And now I see Mom and Dad have suitcases too.

This is miserable.

No ponies.

No sardines.

I see boxes . . . .and suspect the Christmas Tree is coming down next.

What's the rush?

Nobody better touch the pony fort.

It's mine.

Pony Fort lookout spot

Bruce is 6 feet tall and even though he's wearing a silly hat and beard (the hat makes a comfy cozy nap spot) this is the PERFECT pony fort lookout spot.

Looking

Looking . . . .

No Ponies yet.

A trip to the DIA

Monet to Dali

If cats were artists, they'd be Matisse.

I sense that this is a back to work day.


Dad has his hot tea.
Mom has her coffee.

Where are my Sardines?
I want my Sardines!

The service around here is barely tolerable.

I shall slink off to my pony fort and watch the Bird Channel.

You can bring me my sardines there, mom.

Happy New Year from the Pony Fort

I have a pony fort!
I have a pony fort!

It's tall and has tunnels with secret escape trap doors. It's awesome!

Played "Pony Scout" all last night.

I love New Year's.


P.S. Expecting more sardines in 2009.