Chilly this afternoon.
Mom noticed I was having trouble keeping warm without my fur coat.
She got the heating pad out and put it under the afghan for me to sleep on.

Ohhhhhhhhh yessssssssssssssssssssss
This is nice.

Sing Songs to Dougal

Dad says I have a song.
He even sings it with all the words.
I know the song.
Mom doesn't know the song. She sings a different one to me.
I think Dad made up the song.






I should have more songs sung about me
Let's all sing songs to praise the black cat so handsome and beautiful . . . well USUALLY handsome and beautiful.

Hair grows really really slowly.
You might not realize that . . . but when you're bald and you're waiting for it to come back.

It is really really really really slow.

In the meadow we can build a snowman.

Just sayin' . . . . .

Movie Time

So mom and dad went to see Star Trek.
And there was this ship
And it was in space
And a bad guy went blam blam blam
And they blew up
And a baby was born
And he nearly drove off a cliff
And he hit on a girl
And he got hit
And he went to school
And . . . can I have some more popcorn please . . . thanks
And he kissed a GREEN GIRL! ewwwwwwwwwwwwww
And he cheated
And they took the kids into space
And he got left behind
And he was sick
And he got on the ship
And the doctor gave him shots
And he yelled
And he got dumped
And he yelled again
And there was this icky beast
And I closed my eyes
And then there was an old Spock
And then there was a young Spock
And there was a fight
And Spock stepped down and the kid took control of the ship
And there was warp drive
And Scotty was there
And Chekov
And Sulu
And Ohura
And a red shirt
And the red shirt died
And there were physic anomalies
And there were explosions
And . .. . . gak . .. gak . . . chuf chuf chuf . . . sorry . . . popcorn stuck in my throat
Dude . .. . turn your cell phone off. We're watching a movie here!
And there were more explosions
And there were fights
And there were more explosions
And he hangs from a cliff again
And then he rescues the old guy
And then Spock meets Spock
There isn't a timeline paradox . . . huh . . . that's odd
And then there are gratuitious shots of the cast . . . all together.
And the music swells
And hey . . . I recognize THAT music.

Then it was time for fish at Kruse and Muir.
I love fish. and crab. and bread. and ice cream. . . . . .

Saturday morning

Watcha doing?

Can I help?

I've turned the corner

Feeling much better today.

Last night mom opened two mini-cans of Disney Aristocats Cat food. New stuff. She was trying to tempt me. So I sniffed the salmon. It was the consistancy of Salmon Mousse/Pate . . .
I turn my nose up at salmon.
I bury salmon in my litter box.
See . . . burying it . . . nasty stuff salmon. I just can't eat a thing. Not a thing . . . not a . . oh wait . . . what's THIS?

Mom swapped the plate Chester had been eating (of course she gives the BEST stuff to Chester first?) and it was . . . in . . . teresting . . . verrrrrry . . sniff sniff sniff . . . WHAT is this? I've never had THIS before. Just a little taste and then I'll walk away and . . . oooooooh my . . . that's very tasty.

"Naturally. Yellow White Fin Tuna with Wild Rice. Cat you are a piece of work!"

So I ate most of my dinner and this morning . . .

I feel much better.


Is that Cheerios you're having this morning, Mom? I LOVE Cheerios. Seriously. GIVE ME CHEERIOS . . . oh wait . .. Dad, what do you have there?
Is that Yogurt? I love yogurt.
Special K? I love Special K. Not Special K? That's okay. It still looks darn tasty.
Tea? I love Tea.
Hey . . . seriously. I LOVE OATMEAL. It's my FAVORITE.

I cannot believe how hungry I am this morning. Not enough food in the house.

Well I would GET OFF THE COUNTER if you'd put more food down here on the floor!
FEED ME FEED ME FEED ME FEED ME

I have more doctors than mom does

Seriously.
Cats do NOT do naked.

I don't want to have my belly photographed! I'm fine! I'm fine! I'm really fine! NO!!! Not the BELLY!!! I look like a freaky poodle.

Dad . . . PUT THE CAMERA DOWN!

NO! NOT THE BELLY!

Shaved like a freaky poodle.

PLEASE

don't

look!

PS

Thank you Dr. Van Heusen and Dr. Becker for helping me feel better.
You were very kind today.

The indignity of it all

They shaved my tummy.

I am now old baldy leg and belly.

Many tests. No lollipops or stickers.

PILLS!!!!

If I had enough strength I'd spit them across the room. I HATE pills.

~~heavy sigh~~

I do feel a little better. After $900 worth of tests, they know that I am not diabetic, not hyperthyroid, not kidney disease, not infection, not parasites, not cancer, not plastic in my stomach . . . . (I do so love munching on plastic bags) . . . not brain cancer, not legionaire's disease, not mad cow disease, not hoof and mouth disease, not parkinson's, not alzheimers . . . .

But they aren't quite sure WHAT it is. Suspecting fatty liver acid syndrome. . . which sounds SO unglamorous. They COULD call it, "The Missed you and made myself sick by not eating," disease. That is more accurate AND it makes you feel guilty.

And you should.

You left me here.

With Chester, who was no fun at all.

And Auntie Val and Auntie Kathy talked to Chester and only told me I looked skinny. They didn't tell me I was the most handsome cat in the world.

I need compliments.
I need love.
I need you.

My stomach is bald.

It's bugging me.

You can't even lick the baldness off.

I am really bothered by this.

Somebody help me! Are there wigs for kittens with bald bellies?

I don't feel good.

My tummy hurts.
Dad's taking me to go see Dr. Cornwall.

Dear Auntie Val and Auntie Kathy

Thank you for feeding us while Mom and Dad were dealing with the nuclear fallout.

P.S.
We love you very much.

Don't advertise it

But I'm feeling pretty happy this morning.
Quite sure that dad's planning to pick up ice cream tonight so we can have treats after supper.

~~scuff scuff scuff ~~

burying this dry kibble stuff . . . it's not worthy.

Do cat's dream?

I won't tell all--but yes, we dream of ice cream.

I have this condition

When I am very very very happy . . . like when it's first thing in the morning, Dad's having breakfast and he holds me and I'm in the way of the cereal bowl and the hot tea--I just start purring. I can't help myself. I purr really really loud so even Mom, who's playing the radio too loud in the car for YEARS can hear me.

But then the condition kicks in.
I start hacking and coughing.

Dad calls it happy asthma.

Everyone should feel so very happy that they purr too loud and cough.

whoa

Took a nap
And woke up Sunday

Wow
Where did Saturday go?

Happy Birthday Jon . . . . Strrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeeeeeetch . . . .

turn turn turn
~~settle~~
siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh

nap time.

All Travel is like this. I just KNOW it!

Mom said

I can have pizza tonight.
WITH anchovies, which are kind of like sardines.

She's up to something . . . . .

Gourmet notes

Why yes, it is a well known fact that cats hate lemon. hate hate hate.
can't stand the stuff
drives us right out of the room
pheeeeewy
Nasty stuff.

Snuggle snuggle mom
Love you mom
Watcha got there mom?
Can I have some?
Please.
It smells really good.
come on
just a taste?

OH man! That's powerful stuff.
I think I like this a lot
What do you call this stuff?



lemon?


This is lemon?


really


Well


. . . Huh . . . (wrinkled forehead . . .thinking thinking thinking) . . . .

AHA!


LIME, it's a well known fact that cats do not like LIMES

Heh . . .

Tuesday is MEday

Sitting on mom's lap, purring, occasionally rewah-ing at the birds outside the window. Heavenly. Mom. You can't go to work. Call in.

It's you and me.

All day.

Shake a leg.

Tonight's Menu is Uninspired

no
nope
nada

no
no
no

I spurn that option.

you must be kidding

no
no
no
no
no
no
no
no
no
no
no

oh please

What would I like?

I'd like some yogurt.
Sardines
Ice cream

you know . . . the basic 3 food groups

Forget this crunchy cardboard and tinned mice stuff you've got around here. It is not appetizing at all. Which, I have realized you KNOW. Becuase you never eat it either!

So there!

Ha!

I'm so embarassed

My leg

it's

bald.

I'm all white

and scrawny

under my sleek black fur coat.

This is

horrible!

I would never be a clock watcher!

2 hours 15 minutes to when I get this bandage off . . . . .

Time keeps on ticking ticking ticking into the future

26 hours and this stupid bandage comes off.

And then . . . .
I shall have my revenge!

Or

Take my first comfortable nap in over a week . . . .

smARTYcat

I am feeling creative today.
Mom, can I have some glue, a few stickers, some glitter, oil paints, some popsicle sticks and oh wait . . .





sorry about that
A wee bit a tummy trouble this morning
Must be the plastic bag I was nibbling on earlier.

Nap O'Clock

sleepy this morning.
Not sure why.
I slept all afternoon, evening and night time.

~yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawn~~

Just a wee bit sleepy yet. STREEEEEEETCH

I'm not sure who invented time. I suspect cats were not involved in the process.
If we had had a say, we would have had Nap O'clock and it would be the largest percentage of time in your 24 hour "day".

Aunt Julie sent me a YouTube link to the Monty Python Philosopher's Song.

It's now stuck in my head.

Thanks Aunt Julie!

FINALLY

That was NOT the flavor of cat food we liked.
It's about time you noticed!

Leave it to dad to notice.

I prefer the stuff for sensitive systems. I am, after all, a very sensitive cat.

That crunchy salmon stuff was just for any old cat. I could have told you that if you'd take me to the store with you, but noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. You say I would draw too much attention. That you don't want to be like Jon and Kate plus 8--and have papparazzi and people giving you more babies to watch, because they don't think you'll notice if they slip in a couple more with the brood.

Even CHESTER was trying to tell you about it, and he NEVER talks. (I believe that's because his first language is German and it's very hard to try and speak clearly enough without an accent for you to understand him.)

Planning a.m. gymnastics followed by p.m. thunderstorm nap-o-rama.

too bad you guys have to go to work.

There's a rule about this?

......................sleeping on the dining room table .............................
shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

do not disturb