Monday, October 31, 2016

C'mon! Am I Supposed to Brush Myself?

Happy Halloween again, Kitties!

You may feel, as do I, that we kind of shot our Halloween wad yesterday (although the Human took notice today that the house that appeared in yesterday's post added dozens more inflatable pumpkins and such today, turning it from Tastefully Decorated to Garish, MOL). But perhaps that is not unsuitable for Halloween, a day of wretched excess in every way.

But that is not what is on my mind tonight. Do you see the lengths I have to go to to remind the Human that she's been home for, like, 20 minutes already and she has not yet picked up my brushie? It's an outrage is what it is.


Sunday, October 30, 2016

A Spooky Selfie: Spitty Celebrates Halloween


Happy Halloween, Kitties!  

For the Black Cat's Big Day, I have had to abandon the Human and teleport over to our neighbors' house. 

Now, these people know what the heck Halloween is all about!

As you can see, they have gone the extra mile. Personally,I wish they'd only gone the extra kilometer, as I am not especially fond of spidey over there, to the left of *my* window. I trust he will stay outdoors, and not, you know, eat me as his Halloween treat.

Saturday, October 29, 2016

Fish & Friends


Sometimes a boy's need to keep clean and fresh must take precedence over killing the green fishie yet again.

From past experience, I *know* he will wait patiently till I am ready to dispatch him.





















The Human abandoned me Friday night, but for once I cannot complain too loudly, as she spent time with UK friends, Carol and Barrie Pugh . . . and flat Ginger Jasper!
Carol and Barrie were an awesome ton of fun, reports the Human, and they were game for everything from Twin Peaks to Haight Street to windswept Ocean Beach! They even got to see a guy get arrested and tossed into the back of a squad car--welcome to San Francisco! 

Thursday, October 27, 2016

So I Really Don't Know What
the Tumult and the Shouting Is All About

But the Human says she's taking a couple hours of *my* valuable time this weekend to fill it out. She says everyHuman ought to do this, too, but *I* think they should be playing with their cats.

Wednesday, October 26, 2016

           Meh.

I told the Human that this was a really, really boring picture but she said, "C'mon, Spitty! It's orange and black! Halloween colors! Giants colors! It'll be fun!"
I dunno. Are you having fun?

Tuesday, October 25, 2016

                         (Almost) Wordless Wednesday

 First you give a little winky
and then you go in for the kill.

Monday, October 24, 2016

                       Stealth Fish Is Not Very Stealthy


Gotcha!


P.S. Little did we know yesterday when we linked "Devil or Angel" that the multi-talented, swoon-worthy Bobby Vee would die today. His music was part of the soundtrack of the Human's youth; here's another favorite! Godspeed, Bobby

Sunday, October 23, 2016

Saturday, October 22, 2016

                                Tocktober's Spittitocks

And there I was, stretched out sweetly asleep, innocent as a lamb
No risk of bloodletting for anyone.
And yet . . . and yet . . . there she was again. This time, snapping indecent photos 
of my nether regions to post on the Innerwebs for all to see.
 She's a disgrace is what she is. I think I might need to hire a cattorney.

Friday, October 21, 2016

Two Stormy Beauties

The Most Beauteous Aila, of Punapippuri's Kingdom in Finland(N), sent me this glorious pin-up of her alluring baff, which has been placed in a little shrine to be paid the reverence and attention she so richly deserves. Just look at those shell-pink earsicles! Sigh.

While here is a quite different version of stormy--Monterey Bay last weekend on a drizzly but still beautiful Sunday.

Thursday, October 20, 2016

Playtime, Redux


I am very ashamed of the Human for so quickly abandoning our new visiting plan when it became a little "inconvenient."  You know what? It might be inconvenient for me to snuggle or purr or do any of those delightful kitty things she loves so well. Do you hear me, Human?

You may resume playtimes now, though.

Wednesday, October 19, 2016

Tuesday, October 18, 2016

        Hot-Day-Sleepytimes-Boy-Cat-with-Sunspot


Oh, so you don't think that's what a sunspot is? And what makes you such a sunspot expert all of the sudden? It looks like a sunspot to me

So unless your name is Carl Sagan or Nicolaus Copernicus, I'm sticking with my story, all right?

Monday, October 17, 2016

Welcome Home, Human!

I'm kind of busy with my box right now, but I can make some time for you later this evening, maybe around 9:45 or so? 

I mean, you weren't so very interested in me when you waltzed right out of here on Friday afternoon. Yes, yes, I know I purred and cuddled when you came home yesterday, but I was desperate then.

Now? Well, now, not so much. But be patient. *I* was.

Saturday, October 15, 2016

I Popped Over for a Look-See

Eh, I guess it's nice here and all, but the Giant Sandbox was off-limits so I went home again. 

Thursday, October 13, 2016

TBT*

No, no, not Mark from Mark's Mews, but a stoopy Throw Back Thursday.

Why stoopy, you may rightfully ask? And I will be more than happy to answer! The Stoopy Human is taking her stoopy self and friend to Carmel for the weekend and they are staying in a very, very non-stoopy house that is being lent to them by a decidedly non-stoopy Lady who is a Board member at the Human's school.  It is right on the beach, too! *She* thinks it is going to be swell.

But yes, you only need one guess who is Not Invited. And in fact what with some useless last-minute tidying so my Aunties will not be too appalled at the state of our house, and her packing enough stuff for five weekends, the Human never got around to taking a fun picture of me this evening. Phffft.

So that's when she recalled that old Throw Back Thursday dodge that Lazy Humans with nuffing much to say use all the time.

At least this shows off my beautiful furs and alluring pink tongue. I'll be all alone here, you know. Waiting.



Wednesday, October 12, 2016

           And This Was My Best Hiding Place, Too

For years I evaded her by tucking myself neatly up here on top of her pants and stuff. I could really count on at least four or five good hours to myself while she searched fruitlessly and finally gave up.

Betrayed by the dangly leg.

Tuesday, October 11, 2016

Now This Is Not My Backside!




And there's a small cinnamon underwear bonus just for those who are interested in such things.

Monday, October 10, 2016

         Must You Stalk Me?


Feel free to join me here on the freshly-laundered bedding, Human. It's very clean and comfortable, and honestly, don't think I'm not grateful for these little housekeeping efforts you make from time to time.

Please remember, though, that it's pretty annoying when you follow me using the clickity-clickity box. 

Don't make me lock you in my Basket, now.


Sunday, October 9, 2016

Sunday Selfie: My Cubist Period

If Picasso can draw humans one limb or one feature at a time and reassemble them all willy-nilly, then certainly *I*, Spitty the Kitty, can highlight my best features for your delectation. 

Here, for example, is my dangly leg. It is artfully posed and highlighted by a narrow strip of sunlight that appears to shoot almost directly out of my a**.  Heh.


Picture #2 offers a stunning view of my Toe Hawks, one of my very best features. As you can see, they sprout delightfully from between my toes, forming a nice pad beneath my little feets, as well as an efficient dust collector for depositing evidence of my visits all around the house.


Finally, I offer this close-up of my precious Beans, looking like tiny eggs in a furry nest.

Do not concern yourself, however: They will not be hatching anytime soon.

Saturday, October 8, 2016

            Sleeping on My Basket of Deplorables

"And what is in the basket?" you may ask.
Wonder no more, my furiends!

1.  Fleas
2.  Whoever it was at Whiskas that decided to stop making my favorite foods
3.  The word No* in all its myriad forms
4.  The Hots
5.  The Stabby Place

What's in your Basket?

(* On wise advice from our Bestie, Megan, I am adding the following qualifying phrase to #3:  . . .word No spoken by a Human . . .)

Friday, October 7, 2016

What Do You Expect Me to Do?





Pretend I *don't* get 
all up in your pillows when you're not home?

Thursday, October 6, 2016

Something Worth Getting Up For

Oh good!
you're hooooooome!













Is dinner ready?

Tuesday, October 4, 2016

                                      Humm, Baby!

Heads up, Cubbies! 
They're on their way!
And it's an EVEN year

We feel good . . . though maybe not for long.



Monday, October 3, 2016

In the Pink




Do you see?
Do you see?

I have one Pink Pad!

Isn't it fabulous?

Sunday, October 2, 2016

Helloooooooooooo, LadyCats!

Yes! It's me, the Winky Cat with no paws.

Well, what did you really expect from a Sunday Selfie?

It's not like I know how to use a camera or nuffing. Phffft.

Saturday, October 1, 2016

Finally! Caturday Love

A little dusty, a little unkempt, a little off-center, but Oh! the joys of the pettings and the purple beddy and the above-average foodables.

Plus, those Giants are on the kind of tiny winning streak which may propel them into the wild-card spot in the playoffs. The Human is thinking that may not necessarily be a good thing, but it is entertaining to ponder.