Sunday, September 21, 2008
It's Officially "Fall"
Here I am snuggled in one of my favorite spots -- my purr pad. I suddenly had the urge to curl up here a
fter being away from it for the whole summer. It just seemed like a good idea. Dee Dee was a little upset to see me there, saying "It must be officially Fall -- Kayla is on her purr pad! Where did the summer go?"
I don't know what "Fall" is, but I do know it feels good to lie on this soft, warm furry spot right now. I can't imagine why I didn't like it before now!
fter being away from it for the whole summer. It just seemed like a good idea. Dee Dee was a little upset to see me there, saying "It must be officially Fall -- Kayla is on her purr pad! Where did the summer go?"I don't know what "Fall" is, but I do know it feels good to lie on this soft, warm furry spot right now. I can't imagine why I didn't like it before now!
Friday, September 05, 2008
4H Cats
Today Dee Dee and Frank went to the Puyallup Fair to see the 4H cats. I thought that any event that had dozens of cats had to be good until I found out that all of the cats are in cages. Dee Dee said the cats don't mind because they're raised that way and the cages are all decorated, but I am a free range cat -- I will never be caged!
This is an orange tabby. I don't know its name. I've heard, though, that male orange tabbies get along well with torties because they are smart because they have the same O gene that gives torties their orange fur. Torties are smarter, of course.
Anyway, Dee Dee took pictures of some of the cats:
This is a tortie named Zoe, sleeping peacefully and ignoring all the people looking at her. Smart cat!
This is an orange tabby. I don't know its name. I've heard, though, that male orange tabbies get along well with torties because they are smart because they have the same O gene that gives torties their orange fur. Torties are smarter, of course.
This is a cool black cat. It's cage is decorated like outer space and it is the black hole! Now that is clever.
This is just a cute kitten. I'm a little concerned about the harness its wearing, though. Cats should not be harnessed!
And here is the cutest cat of all -- ME!
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Cats of New York
I've been away from home for a while because I was taken to the boarding place again in that infernal cage that Dee Dee calls carrier. It's not such a bad place -- I get two play times in a room where I get to jump on a big cat tree and play with toys. And the people there like to play with me and think I am very cute! When Dee Dee picked me up to bring me home she said she had been in a place called New York City and thought about me all the time. I should hope so!
Dee Dee took some pictures of cat-related things in New York, and I have to say some of them are pretty weird. Sadly, there are no pictures of torties, but these will have to do.
This does not look like a cat to me! It's a sculpture in the Metropolitan Museum of Art by an "artist" named Modigliani. I don't think he liked cats very much!
These pictures are of a painting by Picasso. At least it looks more like a cat than that frightening statue! Although I've never seen a cat that looks quite so round. But I kind of like it.
This is a closeup of a cat in a painting by Renoir (the most important part of the painting, of course!). It's a little blurry -- cats should be clear -- but Dee Dee says that's the style of the painting. It does kind of look like a cat, though.
This one is just plain freaky! Why would you want to paint an upside down cat? Sometimes I go upside down when I'm in my cat tree, but this just looks scary.
And finally, this isn't really a cat -- more of a cat cousin -- but it is very regal! This is in front of the New York Public Library. I think Dee Dee and Frank should have a statue like this of me in front of their door. Torties are just as majestic as lions!
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Peachy Keen
I had a lot of fun this morning. I noticed a bowl on the kitchen counter that had two round balls in it. I went over to investigate, and then delicately reached my paw in and gently batted one of the balls. It circled around the edge of the bowl quite nicely. It reminded me of my ring toy. I gently batted the other ball and it, too, rolled around the edge and bumped into the first ball. Excellent!In the midst of my fun Dee Dee looked over at me from the couch and suddenly shouted, "Kayla! My peaches are not a toy!" Well, I don't know what "peaches" are, but it certainly seemed like a toy to me! So, I turned back to the bowl and resumed my gentle batting.
Dee Dee got up, came over to pick me up and put me in my cat tree saying, "No Kayla, that is naughtiness!"
Dee Dee got up, came over to pick me up and put me in my cat tree saying, "No Kayla, that is naughtiness!"So, I sat and meditated in my tree for a while and Dee Dee sat back on the couch to read the paper. I really like peaches -- in fact, I can see them from my tree! I may have to try some more naughtiness a little bit later.
Thursday, March 20, 2008
This Won't Hurt a Bit
Today I was stuffed into that hateful carrier and brought to the place where Dee Dee sometimes leaves me for what seems like forever when she and Frank go on something called a "vacation." But this time I didn't go back in the room with all the cages and strange cats. No, this time Dee Dee stayed with me and took me to a small room that smelled funny.She let me out of the carrier, which was good, and of course I had to explore every corner of the room. After a while a woman came in and Dee Dee talked to her, then she picked me up and put me on the table so the woman could do something called taking my temperature. Dee Dee held the front of me and started scratching me under the chin, which was very nice, and then the woman held onto my tail with one hand and had a strange thin object in her other hand and . . . I'm not going to say what happened next because it was too undignified and just wrong.
After the woman left the room, a man came in and listened to my heart and squeezed around my stomach and looked at my teeth. Then he and Dee Dee talked and she seemed very happy. Before I knew it I was back in the carrier and in the car on the way home. This was much better than staying at that place for days and I wouldn't have minded it if it hadn't been for the carrier, the car ride, and that awful woman who did unspeakable things to me.
When I got home I jumped up on my cat tree and relaxed. Dee Dee said we didn't have to do that again until next year, which is fine with me. I just hope that evil woman is gone by the time I have to go back.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Twentysomething Tortie
Today Dee Dee took a test for me at CatAge.com. She wanted to find out how old I am in human years (which seems a bit species-centric since I am not a human!), and this site takes into account how healthy I am and how well Dee Dee is taking care of me when it determines my human age. Dee Dee took a similar test for humans on RealAge.com, and that's how she found out about CatAge.Well, I am proud to say that I am 25.2 years old in human years, 10.9 years younger than the average CatAge for my breed (domestic shorthair). I am actually 5 years old. The CatAge report says that Dee Dee takes very good care of me, but of course I knew that. She feeds me Avoderm, a very delicious canned food (I like the chicken and the fish best), takes me to the vet for my annual checkup (although I do not like the trip in the car in my carrier!), and makes sure I stay in the house at all times. And, of course, I get plenty of love -- I think she must kiss me 50 times a day!
I think I should get extra points for being a tortoiseshell because we are so smart and spunky, but that wasn't part of the test. I am one lucky cat!
