I Like Being Cozy

This is one of those fake wood-burning stoves. Although you wouldn't know it by looking at this photograph, it does have a really nice flame effect. And, as you can tell by my position in front of it, it has a very nice heater. Quiet, too. The lady first went the cheapo route and got a $99 brand. It was so loud that she packed it up and returned it. She then went to a local fireplace store where they had some nice electric fireplaces and "woodstoves". This one is a Dimplex and it has a quiet and effective heater. The flames look like gas logs. We've had this for three years and really like it.

You'll notice the word "quiet" is prominent in this post. The lady is big on "quiet."

My other cozy spot is the bed. It really is my bed, although I do let the lady sleep on the very edge of it. If I'm in a good mood.

A Nip in the Air. Sort of.

Enjoying a spot of sun.

I'm Not Dead!

Hello everybuddy. Long time no see. I am at the mercy of a crazy lady and if she does not feel like blogging for six months, I'm screwed. She is only posting today because I promised to cut back on the loud licking. Anyhoo, here are a couple photos of my most recent (and quite daring) adventures. Ciao! (Chow!)

Feather Fever

My favorite toy has some feathers on a string. It is kind of an old toy; it belonged to Elvis Pussley and Addie. For some reason, the lady kept it around. Since I like it so much, she is going to get me one of those "Nekko" toys she has heard about. I'll keep you posted.

Wordless Wednesday

My "Pal" Woody

You may recall from a previous post or two that the lady used to pet-sit for the former landlords' dog, Woody. He would come down to our place for a visit and I liked him even though I was a bit wary.

Woody with Butters the cat.

Woody and I enjoying the shade (last year).

Woody was diagnosed with bone cancer and three weeks ago he had his right rear leg amputated. The lady helped take care of him the past few weeks and she is happy to report that he is doing very well and is almost back to his old self!

A couple of days ago.  Just returned from a walk.

He gets around just fine on three legs. I won't be able to visit him anymore because we moved away and I am not a "traveling" cat, but I wish him the best.

Thinking of the "old days" with Woody.

Mouse-man

When I was an outside cat I had no interest in cat toys. Why would I? The world was my oyster (oysters...bleh!). I hunted many mice and gophers, chased leaves, and stalked trailing vines. Now that I am an indoor cat, I find that I enjoy toys. I started out with a large gray mouse, but I really prefer the tiny fur mice that come in very unmouse-like fluorescent colors. I play with them a lot (when I'm not sleeping). I'm also on a diet.