Under the weather

I haven't been feeling too well the past few days. I must have eaten something but Mommy can't figure it out. I've been sick to my tummy, and just kind of blah.

Mommy is spending a lot of time with me, and I've been letting her pet me more than normal. I'm even letting Daddy snuggle up with me. And I haven't been fighting with Mean Polly very much either. It's very quiet around here when I'm sick. It's nice to know that I'm the life of the party.

Anyway, Mommy says that if I'm still sick tomorrow she's going to take me to the vet. I hope I don't have to go to the vet. I hate the vet. I don't mind the car ride so much, but I really hate doctors. So please send me some good wishes so that I don't have to go to the doctor. In the meantime, I'm going back to bed. All this writing has tired me out.

Merry Christmas

For my adoring fans... I have suffered the indignity and embarrassment of putting on a Mrs. Claus outfit, which, I must say, looks very pretty against my gray fur. Even so, I have suffered this torture in order to send you festive holiday greetings. We are having turkey tomorrow. Mmmm. I can't wait! And the female human has promised us all a few bites of wet food as a special Christmas treat. And I might go crazy and get some catnip. Yummmm! Hopefully you all have an equally wonderful holiday!

Love,
Wrigley

Fall Fashions

This is me modeling my newest Fall Fashion, a lovely warm scarf with mittens on the end for when my paws get cold. I'm warm and cozy, and I think the color looks just great on my gray coat. Man, I'm snazzy. I might go out tonight, just to show off my great new outfit. It even secures with velcro, so I can get it off easily when I'm tired of it. My female human got it at her regular haunt, Target, but she told me it was Gucci so I would wear it. I only realized after she took it off me and I saw the label. I'm trying to not be a label snob, though.

Anyway, things are poking along like normal here. I haven't been fighting as much with Polly as normal. I think I'm getting bored with it. I'm looking forward to the holidays, though, as there will surely be lots of leftover turkey for yours truly. The only thing that made me mad today was that my human gave a can of tuna to an outside cat. I would have loved to have a lick or three of tuna, but she said no. She said that I was lucky that I didn't have to live outside and I had a nice warm bed and regular food, so I could just live with not having tuna, and for the outside cat it might be a really big deal and help keep him warm. I stuck my nose up at her. Mean lady.

Halloween

I know you all think I've deserted you. I haven't. My humans have just kept me busy doing autumnal activities like carving pumpkins.

A few weeks ago we had quite the episode. The back door blew open while the male human was working outside and going in and out, so hadn't latched it. We all went outside. All nine of us. We went all kinds of places. Well, some cats were scared and just went under the deck. I went for a wander around the forest and smelled lots of new things. But after about two or three hours I decided to come home for dinner. Besides, absence makes the heart grow fonder, and I had forgotten just how vile it is being a prisoner.

My fur got messed up, which was a bummer, but it was worth it to go outside for a while. Unfortunately that will never happen again because the male human is absolutely insane about latching the door now. And to make matters worse, it's cold which means that I can't lay by the screen door and gaze outside any longer. The upside is that I get to lay by a fireplace, but that's a poor consolation prize...

helped fold laundry

I helped my female human fold her socks tonight. I was feeling bored and thought I would be helpful because it's a nice thing to do. Also, I had a lot of catnip, so I wasn't really myself. You can't hold it against me.

My female human was away for a week, on and off, and I really missed her. I'd never let her know it though. I've just been following her around. Being cool, but, you know, close too.

Snuggly Kitty

The other day my male human was putting his clean laundry away (he remembers to do that sometimes) and he left his tshirt drawer open. It looked like a snuggly place that I could get to and be alone and away from everyone, so I made myself at home and took a nice long nap in there.

Other news...there's been a giant animal hanging around. I'd never seen anything like it before. The humans called it a bear. It went through the garbage, which made me a little nervous. It's just a wee bit embarrassing to have a stranger going through your garbage like that. He then ate the food on the deck that the humans had put out for the outside cats. Then he just laid down and rested, the way I do. Polly growled at him through the window, but I didn't. I'm smart enough to know that you don't pick a fight with an animal that's like 50 times bigger than you are. Polly's pretty stupid sometimes. She picks fights with everything. But I would have thought she was smarter than to growl at a bear. What's he going to do, get scared of a little cat? I did the sensible thing when I saw it - I ran and hid under the bed. I'd rather he not know I was around, you know? He might look at my gorgeous coat and think that he could use me for extra fuel while hibernating. And I don't want to be bear food.

Look Who's Being Friendly

Yes indeed, this is me laying in close proximity to two other cats - Tulip and Twilight, who are beginning to annoy me less now that I've lived with them for over a year.

It's been a very busy month for me. My humans had visitors for several weeks in June, so there were more people in the house than normal; however, some of them did take the time to worship me as is befitting my beauty and status.

Then my female human got addicted to a computer game and spent every free moment for several weeks playing, which made me really mad because she didn't have time to set up my meow-recognition software for me. She finally quit, so now I'm blogging.

I've started playing with the kittens more, now that they aren't babies. I don't think I'm very maternal because babies freak me out. Maybe it's just other people's babies that freak me out. Either way, I guess I never have to worry about it because I'm fixed. But anyway, I've been playing with the kittens almost every day now. We chase sticks together, and sometimes we pretend fight. I put my ears back, just to scare them, but whenever they get too close to attacking me, I run away rather than hurt them. I also share my treats with them sometimes. Not very often, but occasionally.

The humans got an air conditioner the other day, and we've all been enjoying laying around on the chair in front of it. Some of the cats get too close to me, but there's no way I'm giving up my spot right in the air flow, so I just let them say close and don't pay attention to them.

I'm having a pretty happy summer so far, all in all.