Plumber!!

Today there was something very scary that happened. It was so scary, we were all really really scared, that's how scary it was. We were so scared that we all had to hide.

Mama said it was a 'plumber'. What is that? It's a man who makes a lot of noise, that's what!

The mamas could not find Cleo, because she is a really good hider. Finally one mama found her. She was hiding with the shoes. Mama called her "E.T." but I don't know what an eetee is?

I found a really, really good spot, right next to the other mama who was in bed. This was the best spot because nobody could find me. Except that they did. But it was the mamas so it was okay.

I had to be really, really sure it was safe before I came out again.

It was. No more plumber. I had to get out of bed right away and go make sure that everything was okay in the house.

Katie said, "ho hum." That's what she said as soon as she came out from under the covers on the other side of mama, anyway.

It was so exciting, and now the one mama isn't saying bad words about the water under the sink anymore. Do you think now she will remember to feed me?

Torn Between Two Lovers...

Hi everyone! It's me, Tiger Lily! Yesterday was the best day ever. The mamas said it was Thanksgiving. I don't know what that means, but I do know that there were two plates full of yummy-looking food right in front of me! I didn't know which one to go for first!

This one?

Or this one?

I must think. Hmm.
Think, think, think.

Well, might as well start here.
But what to eat first?

I want... this part!

And then, do you know what happened? The mamas yelled at me! I had to jump off the couch in a big hurry. But the joke was on them, because my paw was covered in mashed potatoes. I got to lick it all off. And then have my own turkey dinner on my own plate (the mamas said so).

Lap Of Luxury

Hi! I got a new blankie this week! I love it! It's allll mine! It's so soft, and so fluffy, and it's all mine. Mine! If you try to sit on it, I might bite you!

Wait. Mom says it's HER blankie. Why? Why?? WHY???!!??

Katie says that all the blankies on the bed are hers. She says the whole BED is hers. She is very mean sometimes.

She just likes to say that to make me mad.
And then she hits me. Or sometimes she just pretends to hit me.

I don't care. I sneak up on the bed when she's asleep.
Especially if MY blankie is up there.

Extra! Extra! Sneak Attack!

Hi there, it's me again! I just saw something really scary so I wanted to tell you all about it.

I went in the bedroom to go ask when breakfast was ready. Those mamas are always just sitting in bed. With those big paper things. I don't know why. Don't they know that I'm hungry? So I went to remind them.

I went in, and Cleo was there! She was sitting on the paper! It almost looked like she was hiding. But there she was. On the paper.

I was just about to ask her if she knew when breakfast was, when suddenly there was a big noise!

And then there was a bigger noise and Katie got real real mad, and I didn't know what to do because when Katie gets mad sometimes things get bad for me so I ran away and I don't know what happened next but all I know is that it wasn't food that was happening.

No sir, it was definitely not food. Maybe Katie was really hungry and she was mad because Cleo didn't ask the mamas for food.

Kitty In The Oven

Sorry, everyone. Sophie kind of took over. She does that. She just waltzes in and expects everyone to pay attention to her. Like she thinks she's cute or something. WhatEVER. Those fluffy cats do that every time. Like they're royalty or something.

I have a friend who is NOTHING like that at all. She's really cute. I love her so much. She has really short black and white fur. And pretty green eyes. And she doesn't say much, except she always seems to try to talk right WHEN I'M TALKING!! Do you know anyone like that? Geez.

Anyway, she's always right where I left here, right here in the oven:

Isn't she cute? You see what I mean? I love her. I come to visit her a lot. I sit, and we talk. Sometimes I hear the mamas laughing but I don't know why. What's wrong with my friend? She's just a little kitty. Just like me. I bet she's hungry, too.

Foreign Correspondents

Hello, Internets! It's Sophie, Tiger Lily's... um... cousin?

Anyway. These family tree things confuse me. I don't care. I'm too busy being incredibly adorable. I'm also flexible. Look, I can almost touch my toe!

Whew. It's a lot of work being a cat over here at the coast. Besides. There's a lot of shady characters around here. My neighbors are definitely suspicious.

That's all they do, all day long. Sit there on top of that car and stare. What are you staring at, crazy neighbor kittens?? What??

Laundry Day

What? Oh. I was sleeping. You see, it's laundry day here.

It's my job to test the temperature of the laundry when it comes up from the dryer. Here's how it works. The mama brings it up, and dumps it out on the sofa. I come running from wherever I am and leap into the laundry, immediately testing the temperature with my paws. Sometimes (usually) I have to snuggle down into it, you know, just to really get a sense of how warm it is.

This batch is juuuuust right. Now, what was I doing? Oh right. Back to it!