Monday, July 24, 2017

Sometimes I Sits & Ponders Stuff
& Other Times I Just Sits


So which is it today? 

Well, believe me, I have plenty of ponderable material over here, but it is just as likely I am in a Zen-like trance.

I think I look floofy and confident, Kingly in fact, in this picture. What's going on inside my little quite sizable brain is my business. For now. 

Sunday, July 23, 2017

Late-Breaking Sunday Selfie:
Playtime Is Preytime!

Thirty seconds of tedium followed by 10 seconds 
of mayhem! We tried all day (really) to shave some
time off the beginning, but YouTube wasn't having
any of that.

Thursday, July 20, 2017

                    The Human's Visit to the Kit Tea Cafe:
                                     Oh, the Betrayal!

This nice lady in the beige fell in love with a sweet orange kitty,
who loved her right back. It seems other ornj kitties felt the same.
This is Uncle Ron who is a bit of a Feline Dandy. He likes clothes, 
he likes looking out the window, and worst of all
he likes my Human.
Oh, but Kitties, it was seeing the photographic evidence 
of this handsome boy that brought me low. 
Just LOOK at him, Kitties! Can you spell "Doppelganger"?

Wednesday, July 19, 2017

A Study of the Functionality of the White Chair

To what better purpose can this chair be put, I ask you?
So she thinks I have "damaged" her nice chair. I say 
since it can still be used for all the normal purposes 
of a chair, it is not "damaged" at all.  Q.E.D.


Tuesday, July 18, 2017

Shhhhh: The Humans Are Making Art

So the Human and a friend went to the Museum of Modern Art this afternoon. It was partly wonderful and partly, well, maybe "around the bend" is a good phrase.

In one gallery a sort of street scene had been arranged (see below), complete with body-on-the-sidewalk. A well-meaning museum patron apparently didn't get the message though, and inquired repeatedly whether he was all right. He moved not a muscle, but the gallery attendant approached her, and in a portentous whisper explained, "Don't speak to him. He's performing."

Oh. Well, then, pass the popcorn

Monday, July 17, 2017

                   Ghost Kitty Disdains Your Overtures

So I am glad you enjoyed your nice day trip down the coast
yesterday, a beautiful warm afternoon, the ocean glinting 
in the sunlight, live music on the restaurant patio, a leisurely
drive home--sheer bliss. Glad you enjoyed yourselves.
But nuffing brought home for the Kitty? Un-for-giv-a-ble.

Sunday, July 16, 2017

                          Sunday Selfie: Sun Salutation

Oh, hi there Human. Nice of you to drop by and chat. I see you have
the grabby hands today, but it's nice and warm here & I don't need you.
So I'm afraid I am going to have to decline your offer of affections.
It's a big ole NOPE today. Go find your own window.


Friday, July 14, 2017

Shameless!

The Human has an old bamboo backscratcher. I have developed an affection some might call unnatural for this instrument of pleasure. I will roll on my back and beg (yes kitties: Beg) for my tummy to be scratched while my eyes flutter back in my head and my back legs flop every which way.

Good thing I'm so furry.

Thursday, July 13, 2017

What's Mine Is Mine
What's Yours Is Mine

So in the background, you can hear the kind of claptrap she listens to. Really educational and uplifting and downright edifying, isn't it?  Winter is coming.

Wednesday, July 12, 2017

Slothful Summer Days

Of course, all my days are slothful. As is my right as a feline overlord. The Human has been more attentive than usual, and I have become accustomed to play, food and pets on-demand. She makes noises about "don't get too used to it" and "you know I'll have to go back to work in a few weeks" but I choose to ignore all that.

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In other news, she hasn't had one of these since July 12, 2009. Woo-hoo!

Monday, July 10, 2017

                              Until We Meet Again

Five years ago, a (dare we say testy?) Finnish King admonished me for my paw placement on World Domination Day; apparently, I had trodden a wee bit close to his borders. Mirsku Missiles were readied, so I thought it best to withdraw my toes from Punapippuri's fine realm in Finland(N).

From that unpromising start, a great and lasting friendship grew through near-daily Royal Missives and immense affection and respect. King P was my very bestest friend in all the world.

I was a lucky ManCat to have known and loved him, but I miss him. I think I will always miss him. He was a once-in-a-kitty-lifetime friend, and I hope one fine day we'll meet up again among the stars. 

Sunday, July 9, 2017

Sunday Selfie: This Is My Life Now

Once, I was a proud and aloof feline Master of the Human. I doled out affection like a slowly-dripping faucet. Now? Well, now the blandishments of the warm keyboard, the gently petting hand, the nice mat, the sweet nuffings whispered in my shell-pink ear, the little fingerfuls of Gerbers. . . well, you can see for yourselves what I've become.
Look upon me and weep, Kittens. Don't let this happen to you.

Saturday, July 8, 2017

Recovering Clawstrophobic




For lo, manymanymany years, I, HRH Spitty the Kitty, eschewed the comforts of The Box 
   and The Tunnel for the world of The Wide Open Spaces. I was pretty sure that Bad Things    
   lurked inside. Apparently, I was wrong. It only took me 13 years to figure it out, though!

Friday, July 7, 2017

Talk to the Paw, Human

Well, what can I say? It's been a week! Yes, she was away for a few days, but that does not explain the lack of follow-up once she returned

The level of service continues to decline. "Outraged" does not begin to describe my dissatisfaction

Once again, she vows to do better, but she has sung that tune before. We'll see how it goes. Otherwise, I may be taking applications.