Greetings my little coat shedders! Thank you for returning to my cozy corner of the blogosphere. I’m happily curled up on what Mother calls the “cat barrier” to the guest bed. The silly woman doesn’t realize that this fleece throw is one of my favourite things! What’s meant to keep the bed free from my dander is making me as happy as can be!
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Hello my little whisker twitchers! I trust you had a safe and spooky Halloween and you’re working your way through the leftover candy you stashed before the kiddies arrived! That’s how it plays out around here, anyway. Father insisted that peanut butter cups must be part of our offerings. Come Halloween, like magic, there were no cups to be found!
…Hello my little paw lickers! Welcome to the warmest, softest, and sheddingest corner of the interweb. If you’re wearing black pants, please use the sticky roller by the door so you don’t leave looking like you’ve sprouted whiskers on your thighs.
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It’s the truth, my little plant biters, that some cats are cuddlers and some are not. Some cats like to sleep on your beating heart. Others prefer to keep a tail’s length between you. And I, with one exception, do not like to be picked up.
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Hello my little floor hockey players! There may not be ice on the hardwood and I don’t have skates, but I can still slide around, batting that fuzzy mouse like Auston Matthews!
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Greetings my little high jumpers! Thank you for coming back to my little corner of the interweb. Today, we’ll be discussing cats of all kinds. Kitties, jaguars, tigers, lions, cheetahs and any other creature you could refer to as a cat and not elicit an immediate complaint!
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Happy Friday, my little weekend dreamers! Thank you for visiting my online treat dispenser. This day finds me wanting to weigh in on a topical and controversial subject: vaccines.
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Greetings my little plant nibblers! Thank you for coming to my little patch of the interweb. Last week, one of Father’s fondest wishes came true and I can’t wait to tell you all about it. No, he didn’t win free pizza for life. But he did get something else he’s always wanted. It’s big and blue and noisy to my ears.
…Cats and changes go together like roast beef and cotton candy. Like peas and M and Ms. Like Skittles in soup.
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Hello my little string tuggers! Welcome to another edition of your favourite scribbling feline’s missives. I’m feeling lazy today. That’s how I feel on every day that ends in y.
…Greetings my little nap-lovers! Did you miss me last week? I certainly missed the human bean known as Mother while she was away. Although Father is my obvious favourite, she is the second most important bean in my world. We’re not a complete family unless she is here, too. When she finally arrived home in the middle of the night, I ran toward her mewling as loud as I could, to show my happiness. It was a sweet reunion. So now we can get back to the business of blogging.
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Hello my little toe stretchers! My human bean Mother is currently narrating an audiobook about training filthy dogs. Being the optimistic, inquisitive person she is, she has asked me to explain how to train a cat. “Go to the source” as her journalistic instincts continue to guide her. She doesn’t ask much of me, really. So, I decided to comply. What follows is my complete guide to training a cat.
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Greetings my little ear twitchers! If you haven’t noticed, it’s Friday the 13th, a day of silly superstitions and mistaken myths. And some of them revolve around the most misunderstood of all felines – the black cat.
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Today, my little insect trackers, I have happened upon some famous words from famous people, about cats. I have much to say about what has been said! So the sayers shall have their say, following which I will offer my commentary. Are we clear? Excellent. Let’s begin.
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Today, my little bowl lickers, we’re going to attack a fallacy about our bodies with all the energy of a kitten tackling a dangling feather. I’ve heard the comments. I know you think I’m full-figured. And I suppose it’s true. But you need to know that part of my pleasing shape comes thanks to Mother Nature, not evenings spent gorging on Twinkies.
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Hello my friends. Today’s title is what Mother called the indoor flooding that occurred after heavy rain last week! Both human beans took this unwelcome event in stride. What can you do? Me? I can hide beneath a table until it’s all over, that’s what I can do!
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Life is a whirlwind, my friends. Down goes the food bowl, I clean it out and a new one magically appears. Same routine, different postal code. I’m one lucky feline.
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