Wednesday, December 19, 2018

I'm now 17 and 1/2 years old and still kickin'. Good appetite, good litter box habits, and playful. I have some minor "senility" issues (staring at the wall ["where am I?"]) and complaining about absolutely everything and absolutely nothing. My complaining consists of loud, goat-bleating "meowing" on a seemingly endless loop until I am jolted back to reality by the Lady shaking a spray water bottle at me or telling me  "BE QUIET! GAWD! ENOUGH ALREADY!"

I enjoy sitting in my garden window, or snoozing in various beds/spots that I have in the upstairs loft. In the evenings, I like sitting on the Lady's lap (especially when she is using the electric warming throw --- oh, my...that is so cozy). I have an endless supply of kibble, plus three times a day I get some delicious wet food in a special "Circle Cat" bowl.

Merry Christmas!

Sunday, May 1, 2016

Hello Again; It's Me.

It has been quite awhile since I stopped by to say hello. I am fifteen years old now, and am still hanging in there. I still eat my prescription food (for my "thickened intestinal wall" issue that was diagnosed two years ago), and am now exhibiting symptoms of chronic renal failure. I feel pretty good, though. My appetite is excellent, I still have lots of energy, and play with my toys. My favorite "activity" is hanging out and/or dozing on my bed in the "garden window".
You lookin' at me? Are YOU lookin' at ME??
It is especially cozy there when it is chilly outside and the sun warms me up. I can also watch birds, squirrels, and Mookie (the homeless cat that showed up last Spring and who the lady brought in to be neutered and get a rabies shot). He has a heated Dogloo in our shed and is spoiled now with good food and lots of attention. He can't come inside because I would put the bitey on him (and he, me).
Mookie. Aka: Moquito, Quito, Scampi
I hope you all are doing fine. Maybe I can convince my secretary (the lady) to post more often, but I doubt it. Once she loses interest in something----fuhgedaboutit. Well, miracles have been known to happen---evidenced by this post. Cheers!

Monday, August 17, 2015

Black Cat Appreciation Day (or something like that)

Today is "Black Cat Appreciation Day". I think. I can never really be sure of anything because I get my information second-hand, from the lady, who is, as I've said many times, useless.

Here are a couple of recent photos of me. One from yesterday: I'm up in a little alcove, spying on the lady. One from about five months ago--me, licking my chops. I'm doing pretty well for 14 1/2 years old with some medical issues. I haven't had any problems since February 2014. I eat a Prescription kibble ("Metabolic"), and I have a tablespoon or two of canned Fancy Feast (only "Classic" varieties). We hope you are all doing well.

Thursday, January 1, 2015

Happy New Year

We wanted to wish all our friends a Happy New Year. There was no partying for me, so no "lampshade on the head", but the lady thought putting this feather toy on my head was very funny. Yeah, very funny.

Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Did Ya Miss Me?

Yes, it has been a long time. A lot has happened, including a move four hours away, into our own place. We are buying, not renting, so hopefully, we will be here forever. I have a "garden window" upstairs so that I can take a nap in the sun and it is also a nice vantage point for watching squirrels.
Then at the top of the stairs, there is a small alcove where I can watch what is going on downstairs. Nothing ever happens down there, but still...
We are at the 4,500 foot level, so we will get some snow in the winter. I'll be happy to watch that from inside, where I will be nice and cozy. We have some work to do on this place, starting with getting a stove (!), but I think I will like it because it is bigger than our Cambria studio and I really like going up and down the stairs.

Monday, July 7, 2014


Sorry I haven't posted for a while. As you can see, I've been quite busy.

Tuesday, May 20, 2014

Feather Mouse

The lady calls any toy with feathers on it a "feather mouse." I have no idea why.

Here I am, playing with a "feather mouse." I'll call it that just to humor her.