Tuesday, April 28, 2015

The Queen (at least of my house)

Loud.
Kids. Dogs. That annoying other cat.

Food.
Cans. Kibble. That bowl of chicken the kid left for me.

Blankets.
Fuzzy. Soft. Satin binding.

Yeah...this is clearly my castle.

I'm joy, and I'm in charge around here.

Sunday, April 19, 2015

Of Mesh Barriers and Balconies

The tiny employers pushed the black mesh door barrier apart last summer.  This allows them to escape onto the balcony at will when the tall employers aren't looking.

This has side benefits for me.  To escape at will when the employers are preoccupied with each other.  I dont really like it outside much, but the balcony has its benefits for a cat with an indoor life of leisure.  I don't really get dirty.  I don't have to get the needles in my bum.  The neighboor cat who is seriously just not my cup of tea can't come for a visit either.

The tall employers have started opening the large glass door to let the spring fresh air into the house.  This is amazing for me.  The birds, the butterflies, the random whistles in the wind.  I can hear them all now and my ears have been waiting all winter for these auditory delights.

Before the mesh barrier was pushed down, I was stuck behind, watching and waiting for prey to cross my path.  Now I can actively seek it out.  Hunt at will.

Mostly I sit in the sunshine on the balcony.  Hunting is over-rated.

Today the employers locked me outside.  They pushed the large glass barrier closed.  Apparently, they had enough of the birds and the butterflies.  However, I was just starting to enjoy these delights.  After I didnt come in on their time table, the door was shut on me.

The male employer had to come in from his toiling on the wheeled contraption they cart around in and tell the female employer I wanted back in.  Apparently she couldnt hear my mewling and howling outside begging to be allowed in.  How insulting.  For that, I hemmed and hawed some more before resigning myself to come inside and be closed off to the birds and butterflies and sunshine for today.

Deep Thoughts From a Whiny Cat

I am Salem, the tiny whiny cat. These are things I want to know from my kitty mama:

1. Why are you not awake?
2. Do you not care that I am hungry?
3. Why did you just leave me with a cup and a half of dry food and water?
4. Did you know that salmon is good for cats?
5. Why are you still sleeping?
6. Is there a particular reason you will not let me claw you?
7. When are you going to wake up? It is 7 a.m. Which is practically midnight.
8. Why do you keep sending the man to attend to me?
9. Did you know you are really soft and comfortable to rest on?
10. Are you going to get up or not?
11. Is it normal to feel woozy? The low blood sugar from lack of salmon is getting to me.
12. Isn't there anyone who would allow me to bathe them?
13. Why is this house full of stinky, dirty people who need cat baths constantly?
14. Are you on heroin? How is it possible that it is 7:15 and you are not up yet?

If she doesn't get up, I'm going to perch on her shoulder and lick her face until she does. Just sayin'.