Time with Shia

So I'm minding my own business, doing some reconnaissance work around the human patio:

when I notice the female human is watching me:

Seriously, woman??? You better not be stalking me or I'll teach you about stalking!

Happy Memorial Day

Momma asked us to do something special to honor Memorial Day. Her great uncle and grandfather served their country and are dearly missed. So, I wave my flag for all those who gave the ultimate sacrifice for our freedom:

Donovan opted to display her reference:

We told Aleah over and over to hold the flag upright, but she still doesn't get the concept. Our apologies:

As for Shia, well let's just say she still wants to rule the world.
(More apologies.)

Kitty Car Ride

Momma and Daddy took me for a car ride. Typically I don't mind being in the car since I have an awesome kitty car seat. The following pictures were taken with my Daddy's cell phone so they're not the best quality, but they capture the moment adequately. Here I am telling my Daddy to slow down:

Here I am watching the road for Daddy:

Here I am as the ultimate co-pilot and navigator:

Here's my favorite part... turning into our driveway:

and watching the garage door open:

Kitty Protest

Another week of campaigning to end "house cleaning" has yielded nothing! Perhaps I need to stage a protest? I will gather up all the pillows on this bed and hide under them. I doubt this will change anything however I've heard the internet is ludicrously effective for getting one's message out.

Wordless Wednesday

Fun with Anoles

All of us love these things:

This particular lizard had a run in with one of us and has the black eye to prove it. (Sorry for the blurry picture.)

Wanna guess who did it?

If not for the intervention of the female human, this anole would no longer be with us.





All Grown Up

This side by side photo of me is pretty cool.

Abbi Baby Picture

Yes I know I've always been adorable.



Donovan's Ears: Part Two

I have survived many unpleasant circumstances while I lived outside as a "stray" however nothing is quite as terrifying as being forced into a carrier, placed inside a car, and told you are going to the vet:

As an aside, I greatly admire the female human for securing the carrier with the seatbelt. One can never be too careful when transporting felines.... this is especially true in my case because I attempted every escape maneuver I could imagine but to no avail. I was trapped:

When we got to the vet, I was very happy the female human actually kept her promise and stayed with me the entire time. I tried to make myself invisible behind the faucet of the sink, in the sink, behind the soap dispenser, and even under the scale however I discovered too late that I was not blessed with superkitty powers... the vet found me no matter where I hid. He did all kinds of things to me which I'd rather not discuss, but suffice to say at the first opportunity I willingly went back into the carrier. After another car ride, the female human brought me back to the human dwelling. I was so thankful and quite astonished that I had not been dropped off or abandoned. She then instituted a routine of putting drops in my ears. Initially I thought she was torturing me, but after a few days I realized my ears did not itch any more. Perhaps I have finally found a human who actually loves me! Hope abounds in my kitty heart.

Wordless Wednesday

Kitty Hiss

This is what I did three years ago when I first met Little Guy (LG) at my grandparents' house. Grammie has the softest, albeit brightest colored, bathrobes:

Back then, I thought exposing me to other cats was some crazy fad my Momma would outgrow. Now I see with unfortunate clarity that she has a soft spot for cats and I may never live in peace again. At least I know with absolute certainty she loves me the best!

Kitty Politicking

One reason for my recent absence from this blog is my tireless effort to have the following banned from the human dwelling:

The very moment I witness the female human in possession of any of these items, I am forced to go into hiding. Here I am quivering with fear under the bed:

This sort of human activity constitutes abuse and I am lobbying for all "house cleaning" to cease. I've even tried to solicit Donovan's help, but she is too busy taking cover under the couch:

Abbi, meanwhile, exhibits no concern whatsoever and tells us she insists the humans provide a clean environment:



Kitty Landscaping

See these planters in front of the human porch I acquired:

It greatly irked me that they were empty. I voiced my complaint numerous times to the female human. Today I see that she has finally planted some kind of purple grass:

It is generally acknowledged that felines must inspect any and all changes a human makes, so I do my species proud:

Oh yes, this is much better. I will eat some now, then throw it up later in the porch.

Kitty Sitting

Grammie and Pappy were away earlier this week so Momma came to take care of me. At lunch time, Momma would come with a bag from a well known chicken fast food restaurant. I realize most of you would expect me to be disappointed when she pulled this out of the bag:

but you would be wrong. Perhaps I have a refined pallet or maybe I ate whatever I could before Momma rescued me... whatever the reason, I love lettuce especially the Romaine variety. Don't believe me? Look:

Now remember the authority figures are gone, so I do have a bit of fun with my food after eating:

I'm really glad Grammie and Pappy have returned, but it's always a good time when Momma comes. She let's me get away with a lot more!

Wordless Wednesday

Kitty Verification

As is clearly evident from this picture, I take great pride in my inspection skills. After intense review, I officially declare that the Easter basket Grammie got for my Momma is indeed empty.

Donovan's Ears

I have been scratching and rubbing my ears a lot lately. I tried to hide it from the humans, but I can't keep up the facade anymore. The inevitable will occur now; I will be put in a carrier and taken to the vet. I shall cry as loud as I can the entire trip and pray the female human brings me back home.

To be continued....

Shia Roll

I do enjoy a good roll in the mulch/grass:

But I can't bear the female human watching me:

Kitty Furniture

Queen Abbi can often be found on the humans' furniture, so it must be the cool thing to do:

Wordless Wednesday

Fur Care, Part 2

One of the things that fascinates me about the humans is they can change the color of their fur. It took me some time to adjust to the daily difference in the female's appearance. Initially I thought it was some protective measure to blend into her environment, however I can always see her coming from a mile away. I've also noticed she constantly has things stuck in her fur. Some days, she has string attached to her. Other days she has odd metal objects on her. Donovan calls these things buttons and zippers but I have no clue what she means. I just know I find endless entertainment in attempting to remove these things from her every day since she obviously lacks the ability to properly care for her fur. Today I successfully removed this object from her face:

Shedding

Summer is right around the corner and that means I need to shed my winter coat. Some may call me spoiled but why would I attend to this issue when my human parents can? Here I am mentally preparing for my daddy to brush me:

He starts with my back and sides:

He finishes with my belly:

I survey his work and decide I am quite pleased that I did not have to remove all that fur: