Wednesday, May 25, 2016

Izzy's Bits.

See that dot near the arrow? It's the spider who used to be William's pet. He got her back in March!

She's an outdoor pet. She's withstood wind and rain and cold, too, but she's always managed to reappear and rebuild. Her web is attached from the edge of the sliding screen door to the frame, so my mom has to be careful if she goes out on the balcony.

Mom says I can continue to keep her as long as she stays outside.

Tuesday, May 24, 2016

Ivan's Rebuttal.

My sister lives in a fantasy world. I am a good little boy, my mom says so.

Well, maybe she says mostly.

Monday, May 23, 2016

Caroline's Crabbilated Day.

This morning I heard my mom call the police about some suspicious creature dressed in all black skulking about. I got all excited because I thought for sure this was the end for Ivan!

Then I got cross because it turns out the suspicious creature she called about was some stoopy human at the building next door, not a cat in my own home. But then I thought maybe the suspicious creature was really a cat burglar and he was looking to steal Ivan and I was hopeful again! And then I realized my stoopy mom had just taken steps to make him go away!

Well, of course the suspicious creature who may have been a cat burglar looking to steal Ivan disappeared into the ether before the cops got there. So I am right back where I was.

Thursday, May 19, 2016

Elliott's Reclamation Adventure.

My mom decided to make muffins early this morning. After everything was done and she was busy in her office, I checked out the muffins to see if they were something I wanted to taste. (Nah.) But then I realized there was some residual oven warmth, so I decided to take up a spot on the range top. After all, it had been a chilly night and the house was still kind of cool.

When Mom saw me, she told me that was never a place for cats, not even a Good Boy like myself. But I did manage to get blissfully nice and toasty on that leftover heat before she made me get down. How clever was that?

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Oh, and just a reminder that the sale at Feline o' Mine ends soon, so check that and our new toys out!

Wednesday, May 18, 2016

Ivan The Not Terrible.

So I may occasionally sit outside the catbox while a certain girl is in it and wait for her to come out. So what? Maybe I'm just waiting for my turn. I can't really be held responsible for her throwing a hissy fit just because I'm there, can I?

Besides, I'm too cute for blame.

Tuesday, May 17, 2016

Monday, May 16, 2016

Izzy's Bits.

See how my toes are curled right into the carpet of the tower?

I have to have sticking power just in case Ivan tries to knock me out of my spot!


Thursday, May 12, 2016

We Are Late Late Late.

Eeek, life is tough. I get blamed for teasing Caroline (when she makes it so easy), I'll probably get blamed for this posting tardiness (not my fault). All I've been doing is making sure that those par-tay-crazed pigeons stay off our balcony. We do not need any more pigeons!

It's Mom's doing, really. She's been working on updating our store, adding the last toys my bro got to test. There's also a sale going on until next Friday on certain toys. So if you're in the mood to check it out, go visit. (And Other Moms, there are two honest-to-goodness vintage eyeglass frames to look to at, too — cat's eye style, of course!)

Me, I have to rest up for tomorrow's Pigeon Patrol.

See you later!


Wednesday, May 11, 2016

The Meeze Stands Alone.

I am now the last of The Cats Who Moved Here. So why why why can't that stoopy little upstart Ivan understand my status here?

I am pretty sure I need a rescue from that boy by the bay.