Wednesday, June 5, 2013

The Cat Thinks His Book Will Sell.....

I'm back.  Finally.  It's been crazy around here.  The female is spending hours outside in my yard trying to make it pretty and she spends the rest of her time doing something she calls exercising.  That crazy girl.  That sounds too much like work! I've finally cornered Evil Twin to help me post excerpts from my biography.  I'm moving forward with it even though Evil Twin tells me absolutely nobody cares what a cat does every day.

Pfffft.  Of course they do.  Cats rule.

My day starts when the sun goes down, after I settle the humans in front of the hypnotic colorful box and I take my post-dinner, pre-long-snooze nap.  I engage the female in play.  She needs the exercise and she needs to think that she is stimulating my brain by interacting with me.  Sometimes she tosses a stupid toy mouse in the air for me to jump, spin, and catch.  I acts like I'm having fun and run from doorway to doorway to wait for the next toss.  Then the humans start to fidget.  They go into this place where things that look and sound like my kibble are consumed.  I am determined to get one before they put it in their mouths.  Greedy humans!  I'll tell you a secret, though.  I got one of those darned things last week when they weren't looking.  I destroyed it and its insides were spread all over the bathroom floor.  I think the female was worried. She followed me around like I was going to puke or die or something.  Sheesh.  She grumbled while she cleaned up the dead kibble.

Silly Oreo Kitty, it was just a Niacin tablet, nothing to worry about.  

I have no idea what she is talking about.

There is more play when we finally get upstairs to my comfy cushion that I share with the humans.  I jump on the giant cushion, landing on the plastic sack and attack the silver snake and the sack at the same time.  I am INCREDIBLE!  Eventually, the snake dies and the female buries it somewhere.   I finally settle the humans and take a quick snooze before my duties begin.  Once the humans are growling uncomfortably,  I make my way to the kitchen to redo the female's cleaning of the countertops and stovetop. 


I'm tired and hungry now.  I'll have to continue later.

14 comments:

Rob-bear said...

All very interesting. But I've never yet met a cat that told the truth.

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Ziva said...

I love Oreo Kitty, such a helpful little cat.

Lisa said...

Funny. I don't have a cat but can certainly imagine ones thought process x

Lauren said...

I love how Oreo humors the humans. You're there for her entertainment, not the other way around. She has similar markings to my cat. I've got post a picture of her. Her name is Freckles.

ReformingGeek said...

@Rob-bear - Cats would make good spies.

@Ziva - Oreo Kitty loves Oreo Kitty, too. He does not understand this thing help.

@Lisa - Sometimes they seem completely void of brain activity and then they do something clever. They keep you guessing.

@Lauren - Yes, he is sure he is in charge around here. I would love to see Freckles!

I Wonder Wye said...

A cat's work in never done...the girls usually sleep in with me, but Lenny is up and at 'em early, thus ensuring a snooze under the covers (I call it his sweat lodge), by 11 am and he's down for the count the rest of the day....so exhausting to 'work' 15 minutes a day...

Quirkyloon said...

Ha! That Oreo. He's clever kitty. And I love the way he misses with his female.

heh heh

Nora Blithe said...

My cats think I'm greedy too. They don't know that their food costs more than mine.

ReformingGeek said...

@Amy - Yes, these poor creatures really have it hard!

@Quirky - He's a little pill, that one.

@Nora - No kidding!

VE said...

I thought cats were too lazy to sell anything? I know I am...

I Wonder Wye said...

have you seen the 'cat diary' on YouTube? Hysterical.

ReformingGeek said...

@VE - He's so lazy he stopped writing!

@Amy - Yes, I spew my tea every time I see it.

Timothy Hecht said...

I love cats with Barbecue sauce etc...

Yeah, I know, you've heard it before.

I really do like cats.

My tip for you is, remember, Cats know best.

injaynesworld said...

My Mason is outside chasing lizards and squirrels all day, so when he shows up in the evening, he eats and crashes. My Chihuahua, Dixie, on the other hand... She rules the roost. I've had to change my password twice to keep her from using my laptop.


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