EXPLORING....and THE VETS

Ever since the new person that lives with my Person came to live with us (Sophie calls her the "scayree laydee who loves me a LOT"), interesting things have been appearing in the apartment. First it was that great bed for me and now it is this:
I am not exactly sure what it is, but I am pretty sure that it is a present for me and Sophie. I think that Sophie looks very proper sitting underneath this thing so maybe it is a girl cat thing that I do not understand. Anyway, when it showed up Sophie was very quick to jump under it without even inspecting AT ALL! So I had to check it out to make sure that everything was okay, because that is what a good big brother does.
You can see that my tail is a little bushy, because the thing might have been vishus. You can also see that Sophie looks very confused. This is because inspecting and patrolling are man cat things to do, and since I do them, Sophie never has to.
It turned out there was no need to worry. After closer inspection I decided that the thing was NOT vishus, and Sophie sat under it for a long time. What do you guys think it is? Since it is RIGHT outside Sophie's pink cat box, I think it might actually be a present for me - a sheeld to protect me from the litter that she shakes off of her paws and that she kicks out of the box. And if you remember that day when all the poops got on the wall, you will know that I really do need a sheeld! It is also right under the cat tv, and so it might be a thing for cats to sit under when other cats are watching the cat tv. That way if some cats don't feel like watching right then, the episohds will not be ruined for them and they can watch later!

This was the good part of my post. Now for the bad part: I am going to have to go to the VETS soon. I peed on the chair TWICE this week and my Person is real worried because before I came to live with her I had lots of problems with my yurinerry trakt and blocks. I don't know what a yurinerry trakt is, but it means I can't eat dry foods very often, and I also can't play with blocks, because if I get a block it makes the pees not come. Anyway, I tried to remind her that peeing on things is just what I DO - like the couch that I used to pee on sometimes - but she is still worried because she can't remember the last time I peed in a place I was not supposed to more than once in a week. So now we are going to the VETS. And I HATE THE VETS. And thinking about GOING to the VETS just makes me want to PEE MORE. I will be sure to let you know how it goes. Hopefully it will be good for me and bad for the VETS!

SO BUSY

SUP INNERNETS!!! I have been such a busy man cat lately that I have just not had time to blog. I want to thank ALL OF MY INNERNET friends who left me messages and comments, and I ESPESHULLY want to thank Rosie and Cheeto, who even went so far as to make a missing poster for me. I am real sorry that I made everyone so worried. But rest ushered that I am fine!

Here are some of the things that have been happening. First of all it was Saynt Patrick's Day last weekend. This is a day where all the persons wear green and pretend that they are Irish, and they drink things that are sometimes also green. Sophie has orange fur, so my Person thinks she is definitely Irish (something about how all redheads are, which I do not really understand, because Sophie's head is not red, and like I just said her fur is ORANGE), but since I am a very handsome brown and black and grey color, my Person decided to give me some green stuff to wear.

The thing around my neck is called a bandanna. I got it from my Aunt Amy, who has many meezer cats. Her meezer cats work with her in her doctor's office - she is a doctor for real tiny persons who have trouble paying attention in school. And they have bandannas for EVERY HOLIDAY EVER. I have one for Thanksgiving too. My Aunt Amy sends me one for every holiday. I have never met her, but she seems real nice! Anyway, I think it kinda tough to pull off a bandanna, but I think I look pretty handsome. The green brings out my eyes. I definitely look Irish, which means that I look good in green.

But the OTHER thing that happened - which is the REAL REASON why I couldn't blog for so long - is that my Person got a new computer! It is named Mack, and it looks like this:

I was real excited when I found out about it. Since it is named Mack, I know that it is a MAN CAT computer, because a girl computer would never be called Mack. You can also tell that Mack is for man cats because he has a apple on him. A apple is some gross foods that only Sophie would eat, but it is still a type of foods, so you know that Mack understands the IMPORTANT things. But Mack works a lot different than the old computer, so it has taken me some time to get used to it. But as you can tell, I am getting the hang of it now!

I have also been very busy protesting my feeding skedjuwul. I am a very big guy and I would like my foods more than just two times a day. So I have been trying real hard to walk around the apartment a lot and mraw mraw MUCH MORE THAN NORMAL. And in the mornings as soon as I get hungry, I go sit my booty on top of my Person when she is sleeping and mraw mraw real loud. And when she opens her eyes and looks at me, I just give her the "What? I do not know what you are confused about? Mraw?" And then she will close them again. And then I repeet. Sophie has kinda been ruining this plan, though, by licking my Person's face in the mornings. I think maybe she has been reading Skeezix's blog and is mistaking our Person for Mr. Tasty Face - because while I love my Person and all, in the morning, I would much rather be EATING SOME FOODS.

Anyway, so that is what has been going on. Now that Mack and I have gotten to know each other I will be blogging more, I PROMISE!

Man Cat Monday (sort of)

I am sort of doing a Man Cat Monday post. I say sort of, because I am including a picture of my sister Sophie. I do not want to cause any CONFYOOZHIN, so I just want to make sure that everyone understands that Sophie is NOT a man cat. But lately, we have been reading a lot:
As you can see, I prefer grownup and manly books like Seabiscuit. This is a book about a horse, which is a big man type of creechur. Sophie on the other paw likes smaller pink books with titles like "Girl Talk". My Person says these are seereez, and that they are about teenage girls. I don't know what that means but I do know that this is nothing I am interested in reading, ever. But reading in general is a very good thing to do and can be either manly or wo-manly, depending on what you choose.

This weekend I also fixed the innernets, because my Person and that person who lives with my Person could not figure out how to get it to work. So I came to the rescue!
Those boxes are called rowters. They are what make the innernets come into my apartment. I think they do this by mraw mrawing and scaring the innernets into doing what they want, and that is why they are called ROW-ters. But their mrawing was not scaring the innernets enough because there was no innernets for awhile. So I sat my booty down next to them and cleaned my big man paws right in front of them and this seemed to make them understand exactly who is boss! I also mraw mraw'd a few times so the rowters would remember how to do it themselves. All of this is pretty manly, plus fixing things is manly all of the time.

Thursday survey with Sophie

Hi! This is Sophie! I gotted tagged for a survey by A DOGGY at Emma's blog! So Kismet are letting me use his blog! He is kleening his toez rite now! I would lyk some foods!

1) 4 places I lived:
-Outsyd on Rohd Aylind. I was real little and it was kold and there was a meen man there!
-With Danyel. Danyel reskyood me!
-With my bruther Kismet and the nice laydee and the scary laydee who REELY REELY LIKES ME, which where I live now.
-That is it!

2) 4 things I love to watch:
-My bruther Kismet. He is vary fassinayting.
-The feetses of the peeple I live with.
-The cat teevee!!
-All of my toys

3) 4 places I have been outside home:
-With the scary man in Rohd Aylind.
-In my bruther Kismet's carry-er to the vet laydee.
-In the big mooving masheen with Danyel, when I kaym to live with my bruther Kismet.
-Sometimes, when the nice laydee goes out of the door, I follow her, but I never go down the stayrs like Kismet does.

4) 4 websites I visit daily:
- Akchually, my bruther does not let me use the compyooter because I get too acited. BUT I do walk across the keeys, and sometimes I even sit my booty on the skreen!

5) 4 favorite foods:
I LIKE ALL FOODS!!!!!! Espeshully whatever my laydee is eeting, because she eats the MOST DELISHUS FOODS. I like to steel them by grabbing them with my teefs and then running away.

6) 4 places I would rather be:
-On the laydee's lap, eating some of her foods!!! Kismet says that she has to go see her frend Mr. Jahb most days, but she always comes home at nite and gives us the foods!!!!
-In the big wite box where the laydee gets all wet in. I like to sit in there and look out from behynd the kurtin!!!
-Pooping!!! I like to poop.
-Hyding under the kowch and attacking the laydees feetses!!

7) 4 toys I have owned and played with:
-My fayvrit bloo fether wand from Danyel!
-The fuzzy wite snoball toy
-The feetses of the laydees
-My bruther Kismet!! He is the bestest toy, espeshully his TAYL!

8) 4 nicknames my family like to call me:
-Soapy
-S Katty Kat. That is my rapper naym.
-Just a little soapsoap
-My bruther and the other laydee who livs with my laydee calls me a skavinjer, because I am so good at finding the foods!!

9) Regarding Catnip:
-I have never had catnip!!!

10) Regarding Cat Grass:
-My bruther REELY loves cat grass so I just let him eat it all. But I am shur I would like it because I LOVE ALL FOODS!!!

11) First 4 I'd buy after winning lottery:
-Lots of the foodses that the laydee eats, like peetzuh and ryse kayks!!!
-Some shurts for my bruther.
-LOTS more toys!!!!!
-Probablee just some nice things for the laydees.

12) 4 things I do besides eat, sleep, litterbox:
-I poops a lot!!! I know it says BESIDES litterbox but sometimes I don't poops in the box, and anyways I poops enough that it needs to be menchinned again.
-Chase my bruther around the apartment
-Sit on the laydee's lap and purr real loud
-Attack the vishus danglee things

13) 4 things I want to do this summer:
-Attack the vishus danglee things
-Try to get better at the poopsing
-Play with my bruther
-Try MANY new foods!!!!

14) My 4 most prized possessions with limited value:
-My bruther Kismet
-My wite fuzzy snoball toy
-My foods dishes, because that's where my foods goes
-My cat tent!!!!

15) What I’ll do before tomorrow is over:
-Have a bath
-Make shur that my bruther's tayl is not twitching too much because if it is I have to attack it!!
-Follow my bruther around
-Run away from the scaree laydee who loves me a lot
-Lick my laydee's hands and sit on her lap too

16) Favorite place to hide and play?
I like to hide under the kowch! But I will play anywhere.

17) 4 other "pets" your staff have kept:
-My laydee just has my bruther, but when I lived owtside in Rohd Aylind I lived with a bunch of other kitties! Including my mom and dad, who were both ornj, just like me!

I also want to inklood this pikchur of my ear. This is one of the laydee's most fayvrit things about me! Even though I am very ornj, I have two small black dots on my ear! The laydees call them my fashun axsesoreez. I only have two shurts so far, but the dots do match both of them!!
They do not look so very dark in this pikchur, but in reel lyfe, they are!! Thanks for tayging me, nice doggy!!!

Mraw there, stranger!

Sup, innernets. I have not blogged in many many days. There have been all sorts of STUFFS going on, but mostly I could not blog because it was my Person's birthday, and she seemed to be coming home very late and being very sleepy a lot, and so I had to cuddle with her, and teach Sophie how to do that, and make sure everything was okay. As you can tell my Person really appreciated it:
There was also some chunks-blowing and cat-teevee-watching, and some shirt-wearing, and all of the other big man cat things I do. And then that person who lives with my Person brought all this new stuff into the apartment and I am pretty sure that the stuff is presents for me and Sophie! (I think when it is your Person's birthday, you get presents too!) Like this thing (not an iggzact picture, but very similar):

This is clearly a GREAT CAT FORT for me and Sophie! It has hangy things on top that clink when you touch them with your paws (that is what Sophie likes to do). And my Person put some stuff on top, that when I walk by and push it with my paw, it falls on the floor with a GREAT crash. And underneath is a hiding spot where I can hide, but I have also had to add it to my patrols, because it is another one of those places where mices or cats or other FOODS might be hiding. All in all, a great present.
And on top of the fort was this:

There was some stuff in it, but I am pretty sure it is a bed for me.

So I chewed on it to see how it tasted. Not bad!
And then I inspected all the stuff, to make sure there was nothing vishus inside.
A great bed! Thanks person who lives with my Person! (this series of photos also serves as my Man Cat Monday post, since exploring intrepidly is a very manly thing to do)

Additionally, I got tagged for a survey by my good friend Merlin. I am very excited to do it!

A. Name four places you have lived
1. On the street, with the gang of chiwahwahs.
2. At the pet store, where I was lefted.
3. With that very nice girl Kara who taught me how to pose for pictures.
4. With my Person!

B. Four things I love to watch
1. The cat teevee! Espeshully when the Tommy is on it.
2. My Person's face when I throw things off of the dresser or mraw real loudly.
3. The water running in that big white box thing.
4. Sophie, when I am being sneaky and getting ready to pounce.

C. Four places I have been outside my home
1. The vets. I HATE THE VETS.
2. Outside on my leesh.
3. In my big carrier on the subway, when I came from Kara's to here.
4. The pet store!

D. Four websites I visit daily
1. My friend Skeezix's blog.
2. Hotmail!
3. Merlin's blog.
4. Lots of other cat blogs!


E. Four of my favorite foods.
1. Friskies wet foods
2. Temptayshuns
3. Cheeses
4. Dry foods too

F. Four places I would rather be right now
1. Sleeping on top of the person's teevee (where I will probably go when I am done with this!)
2. Outside on my leesh, but only if it is not so very cold.
3. Having the foods
4. Camping out!


G. Four toys I have owned and played with
1. The VISHUS RIBBON WAND WHICH IS NOT REALLY A TOY.
2. Tin foil balls that my Person makes for me
3. My Person's VISHUS HANDS WHICH ARE NOT REALLY TOYS BUT VISHUS.
4. The VISHUS DANGLIES WHICH ARE VISHUS LIKE THIS ONE:

H. Four nicknames people call me
1. Kissy-met
2. "just a big guy"
3. Mitters
4. Little bobcat

I. Regarding catnip
Love it
It's nice
Could take it or leave it
Don't like it or can't have it


J. Regarding cat grass
Love it
It's nice
Could take it or leave it
Don't like it or can't have it


K. First things I buy after winning the lottery
1. Many shirts.
2. Some delishus FOODS!
3. A heated cat bed
4. I would bribe my Person to please NEVER GIVE ME A PAWDICURE EVER AGAIN MRAW

L. Four things I do besides eat sleep and litter box
1. Watch the cat teevee.
2. Wrestle with Sophie.
3. Attack the vishus danglies.
4. Go on my patrols to keep everyone safe which my Person does not really appreciate but I do it anyway because I AM A GOOD CAT.

M. Four things I want to do this summer
1. Hopefully not be so HOTS all the time like I was last summer.
2. Eat some FOODS!
3. Humps
4. Sleep with my big feets crossed

N. My four most prized possessions that have limited value to anyone else
1. My Person!
2. My gray sweatshirt.
3. My yellow cat grass planter from my Person's person's person!
4. My big man paws and whisker humps.

O. What I am going to do before tomorrow
1. Clean my very big toes.
2. Give Sophie a bath.
3. Do my patrols.
4. Hump and sleep.

P.Which of the following is your favorite place to hide and play
paper bags
plastic bags
boxes
Other (explain)
I like to sit my booty on plastic bags but I don't like to hide in them. I don't really hide very much, but I like the cat tent sometimes.

Q. Four other pets that Mommy has had with me
Just Sophie!

Thanks for all of the comments and emails wondering where I was. Everything is ok and I am going to try to blog more now!!

Man Cat Monday

Here is my Man Cat Monday pic for this week. In this one I am sucking on my fur to make sure it gets very clean. Keeping clean is VERY important, which is another reason why certain small orange cats could never be big man cats.

This weekend a man came over to fix the cat teevees. They have been on the fritz lately, because some rocks got stuck inside them and were ruining the picture. Anyway, I was wearing my gray sweatshirt, and I walked around with him in case he needed any help, and he said that he really liked my sweatshirt and that I was a very big boy. Helping man persons fix teevees is also a very manly thing to do, espeshully when they notice how big you are. I think my walking around with him really helped because now all the cat teevees are working great!

Let me know if you are being a man cat today!

How I spent my Friday

My Person got Sophie a gray sweatshirt just like mine. (I think it looks better on me though.) And then we sat on the people teevee for awhile and I tried to teach Sophie how to work the camera. I am thinking maybe it is something that can't be taught.
Then I did some reading. It is important to keep up with current affairs, espeshully what is going on with other big guys and famous ladies.
And then this morning I blew chunks and me and Sophie ate it together.

Man Cat Monday

For Man Cat Monday this week I decided to post pictures of me camping out in my tent. Camping out is a very manly thing to do because you never know what kind of vishus things you are going to encounter when you are out in the wild. In my case, out in the wild means the corner by the persons TV. It is the wild because the eff trayn is very loud out here, and there are many things hiding under the persons TV, and lots of dust balls that could really actually be mices or very small other cats DISGYZING THEMSELVES as dust balls.


I have my sleeping bag in my tent too, and as you can see, I am wearing my gray sweatshirt in case it gets cold. You can never tell with camping! And as you can also see, my whisker humps are very big even when I am camping. They do not really change size.

Leave me a comment if you are participating in Man Cat Monday so I can come check out your picture!

Cat box woes

I have made an interesting observayshun today. Who does this remind you of?

Do you think Sophie is FAMOUS???? This is what I thought at first. That I was living with a silebritee. But then I realized that if Sophie was famous for being on the bag of cat box stuff, she would probably be better at the cat box stuff. Like, she would probably actually remember to cover her poops, and she would not run around with them stuck to her booty. And she DEFINITELY WOULD NOT DO THINGS LIKE THIS TO MY LITTER BOX:
You can tell it is MY cat box, because it's blue. Because I am a MAN cat. Sophie's cat box is pink, because she is a GIRL cat. As you can see, I am very disgusted in this picture. I am looking at my cat box with shame and sadness. And next to me, Sophie does not even look ashamed! And my Person did not even seem to MIND, she just said "Expressing ourselves kreeaytively, huh guys?" AS IF I HAD ANYTHING TO DO WITH THIS!! I am a big guy and I obveeisslee know how to cover my poops and not get them all over the entire world.
Here is a closer up picture of the mess:
So if you are ever looking at the bag of cat box stuff and are thinking that the cat on there is my sister Sophie, THINK. AGAIN.

EDIT: Okay my Person read my post and she said that if I am going to blog about Sophie being bad at the cat box then I had to edit it to tell everyone that I pooped on the chair today. And I DID but only because the cat box OBVEEISSLEE NEEDED TO BE CLEANED and so did the wall and I am sorry and I really love my Person but she is not the greatest ever at cleaning the cat box. So yes. I pooped on the chair. However I did NOT PEE ON IT OR THE COUCH (the one I pee on sometimes), and after I did it the cat boxes magically got cleaned. And so did the wall. I rest my poop.

The chunks

There were some unforchewnit things happening this morning. I was SO EXCITED about my foods that I blew them as chunks....and then I ate them (the foods that I already ate)...and then I blew them as chunks AGAIN.

THAT HAS NEVER EVER HAPPENED TO ME BEFORE IN MY WHOLE LIFE EVER.

I was VERY embarrassed. What kind of big man cat can't handle his foods to the point where he blows them as chunks TWICE??? So I made a sad try at eating them a THIRD time, and then became very disgusted and walked away. What's worse is that my Person was watching ALL OF THIS and so I figured now she probably thinks I am a wimp too.

BUT THEN Sophie saw how grouchy I was, and she told me that I should go in my Person's room (where we attack the vishus danglees), and that everything would be fine in a few minutes. And then she went and ate all those foods for me!! All the foods that I had already eaten and thrown back up. I thought that was REAL nice of her. Real sisterly. She drives me nuts sometimes, but other times she is pretty ok. Plus, the fact that she can eat foods that are already eaten just proves that I have been teaching her REAL well. Before you know it, she will be humping like a pro!

So this is me, happy after the eatings of all the chunks. I am wearing a sweatshirt and sitting my booty on a box:


I like this picture because even though I have just had some non-man-cat behavior, I am still looking like a big man cat. I am very tall, and my whiskers are long and my whisker humps are still big, and so are my feets!

I hope all of your Tuesdays were less chunky than mine.

Man Cat Monday

I am quite smily in this picture. I am sitting on the couch (the one I pee on sometimes), and it was very warm and cozy in the 'partment. Part of being a big man cat is knowing how to pose for pictures. Sometimes you have to look feerce, and sometimes it's ok to smile. This is also a good man cat picture because you can see my big whisker humps, the hair inside of my ears (my Person cuts it sometimes because she says it makes me look like an old man, but I think having hair in weird places just makes me more of a MAN CAT!), and you can also see one of my very big feets curled under me on the couch (the one I pee on sometimes). These are all VERY important man cat elemints!

If you are going to participate in Man Cat Monday, leave me a comment so I can come check it out!

Thursday Thirteen

There have been lots of comments from cats wondering if they can participate in Man Cat Monday. I think everybody who thinks he might be a big man cat or WANTS to be a big man cat should definitely put up a picture on Man Cat Monday! If you want, I will come to your blog and let you know if I think you are lookin' like a big man cat. Just leave me a comment on Man Cat Monday and I will do it! And I am real glad that everyone is so excited about it too.

Today is Thursday, and I tried real hard to think of a fun Thursday day, but I couldn't. So instead I am going to do a Thursday Thirteen. I am going to write thirteen things about my sister Sophie, because there has been some interest in that. But remember, this is MY blog!!! Sophie might blog someday but for now she is real busy running around and making messes.

So, here we go - 13 things about Stinky Sophie!
1.) Sophie is real little. She only weighs six pounds, which is less than HALF of what I weigh.
2.) Even though she is little, she is TOUGH. She lived on the streets just like me!
3.) All of her feets are white, and so is her chest and her belly. She is kind of a tuxedo cat, like Rocky, except a weird orange tuxedo.
4.) Her paw pads are all pink. Here is a picture of back feets:
5.) As you can see from the picture, Sophie is not very good at litter box things. She always has litter on her feets. And sometimes poop on her booty.
6.) She will eat ANYTHING. Even gross stuff like spinnich. My and my Person's friends, like Liz and Melissa, think this is because Sophie lived on the streets. But hello, so did I, and I do not eat those GROSS FOODS!
7.) She has learned some of my most important habits, like throwing things off the dresser and attacking the vishus dangly things that sometimes attack my Person's neck. My Person does not seem to be happy that I have taught Sophie these things, but it helps a lot to have someone else helping me with my patrols.
8.) She LOVES to play with cat toys. I myself have never been much for toys, except for the occasional vishus ribbon wand, but Sophie will play with all of them.
9.) Her purrer is REAL loud.
10.) She does not hump.
11.) She also does not really have any whisker humps.
12.) Sophie does not mind pawdicures. She will sit real still and let my Person give her all the pawdicures in the world. I am working on teaching her that pawdicures ARE BAD, but maybe I should just let my Person give her the pawdicures for both of us instead.
13.) She is pretty good at wrestling. But I always win. Because after all, I am the big man cat!

Man Cat Monday

I have decided to start my own blog day-of-the-week: Man Cat Monday. Us big man cats are very under-represented in the blog world. So any other man cats out there, feel free to participate!!
This is an old picture of me. As you can see, I am keeping the apartment safe for my Person by battling the vishus ribbon. (That's a very important part of being a big man cat.) In this picture it looks like the vishus ribbon is winning, but clearly I lived to battle another day, and the vishus ribbon has never been heard from again. This particular breed of vishus ribbon was actually ATTACHED TO ONE OF MY PERSON'S SHIRTS and I detached it myself with my very big paws. She could have been killed! Of course, like normal, my Person did not seem to realize the danger she was in and instead just took pictures and laughed at me while I waged my battle. It is hard to be me sometimes.

Stinky sister

I think that Skeezix has a new challenger for the title of stinkiest cat in the world: my sister Sophie. I am not sure why but Sophie seems to have a problem with passing very stinky gas from her booty very frequently. At first I was very confused because we eat the same foods -- from the exact same BOWL even most of the time -- but then I remembered that Sophie is always very busy eating any persons food she can get her paws on, including tortillas, rice kayks, peetas, and krusts from peetsuh. I know I am spelling some of these things wrong but who cares because they are all GROSS AND NOT THINGS THAT CATS SHOULD BE EATING AND THAT IS PROBABLY WHY SOPHIE'S BOOTY STINKS ALL OF THE TIME. It is very undignified to be stinking of smelly gas all the time. My Person has noticed it too because she sings a song to Sophie about a smelly cat. And I have to share a litter box with this cat. I mean honestly, cats.

Here is a picture of us laying together. This was not during a very stinky moment or you can believe I would not have been sitting that close to her.


As you can see, we are right next to the computer. I am thinking about teaching Sophie to blog, but she is awful bad at typing so I think it would take hours of lessons, and if she is going to be stinking all the time, I'm not sure I can put in that kind of time.

Keeping busy

One of the best things about having a new sister is that when my Person goes to see her friend Jahb, Sophie will help me do stuff all day. Some of that stuff is good, like hanging out in box forts:

Here I am beatboxing for Sophie. While we are in a box.

Sophie really likes it when I beatbox.

But SOME of the things we do are naughty. Like today while my Person was visiting Jahb, I went under the sink. Now I do this a lot because under the sink is where my Person keeps all the plastic bags that I like to sit my booty on. They are all under there in a big skwishy pile, and I like to lay in them because it is very cozy. It also smells like foods under there sometimes but I could never figure out why until today, when Sophie came under the sink with me and dove STRAIGHT INTO THE PLASTIC BIN. The plastic bin is where my Person puts the plastic bags, one at a time, and fills them up with things she does not want. But when Sophie dove in there, DO YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENED? The plastic bin TIPPED OVER and the wooden box door FLEW OPEN and THINGS SPILLED OUT and THOSE THINGS INCLUDED EMPTY CANS OF FOODS!!!!! (My Person must put them there when she is done giving us the foods, but I never noticed this because once the foods are on the floor, I am all about the foods.) As I have said before, my Person is REAL good about getting all of the Friskies grayvee out of the can, but there were some little foods tidbits in those cans, and Sophie and me just LICKED those cans a LOT! And then Sophie chewed on some paper, because she will eat anything in the whole entire world including something called hummus, which is slimy and gross. Anyway, Sophie and me were real excited about this discovery, and my Person seemed real happy too!! She always comes in saying "hi, guys!" real happy-like, and she did that today too, but when she saw the plastic bin all tipped over she said "wow, guys, that is a great surprise to come home to. I am really excited about cleaning that up." !!!! So maybe it wasn't as naughty as I thought.

Also Sophie has had her first shirt!!!!!

I think we can all agree that she has MY fashion sense.

Also, I blew chunks today. Just the one time though.

Hanging out

Lately I have been hanging out a lot with Sophie. She is REAL crazy and hyper, and she follows me around a lot because she wants to be just like me. A few of my friends on the innernets have told me that they want to be like me, too, but I have never had THIS kind of admirayshun before. Here is some pics of us watching the cat teevee together. I start watching it first, and then she comes and sits with me and watches it too. She is real young so she doesn't know what all is going on on the cat teevee, so I try to explain things to her, like the hairy Tommy who is always on.


I am also getting lots better at sharing my Person. It helps that Sophie is also real good at sharing. Like at night time, when it is time for all of us to go to bed, Sophie stays down by my Person's feets until I am done humping and am all settled in, and ONLY THEN does she come up and find a spot to get comfy. That is real important and good of her. Sometimes she eats my foods, but then I just go to her dish and eat HER foods, so that works out okay. I am also trying to` 23 (that was Sophie trying to help me blog) teach her that although foods are very delicious and we love them, we are DISCRIMINAYTING in the foods that we eat. Now I, personally, will TRY most all foods if they are offered to me, but that does not mean that I walk all over persons and eat their foods without permission, and to be honest most of my Person's food is not very good. Sophie, on the other paw, will climb all over persons who are eating ANYTHING and she will eat it all. Including something called rice kayks, which I will not even touch with one toe, because they are so gross. So as you can see, I am trying to be a real good big bruther.

Here is one more pic of Sophie:
This is probably her begging for rice kayks or something equally unapeeling. Anyway, I hope all of my friends on the innernets are having a good week, and thank you guys a LOT for all the GREAT comments on my last blog with my boodwah picture. I was a little nervous about posting it but I did secretly think that I pulled it off, and you guys made me feel GREAT about it! Espeshully all you lady cats. You know who you are. Mraw.

Boodwah

Here are my boodwah pictures in Skeezix's pink satin robe. I am very sorry that it took FOREVER but my Person was in Whiskonsin and then the camera that I never peed on even once had to FINALLY get fixed for good. So without further adoo, here we go:

Dashing, even in pink satin.


With the neck open and a bad boy stare, for the ladiez.



Modest.

I hope you all enjoy the photos and that they give some of you urges. Also, here is my sister Sophie's reaction to me in the robe:

"What is he WEARING???...That would match my socks!!"

Sister stuff again

Innernets, I am so bad at blogging. I have been waiting and waiting for the camera to be fixed, and then my Person told me that it came back but it WASN'T fixed, and that the man at Best By (and what is Best By??? Is it a place where they decide when things expire, like on the foods it sometimes says Best By 12/1, and that kind of makes sense because maybe they are trying to decide if the camera has EXPIRED) said that they have to send it in at least FOUR TIMES before they decide that it can't be fixed. I never noticed any balls on the camera but now I am thinking that it must have big ones because it only took me ONE try to be fixed, and I am a pretty big guy. Anyway, so we still have no camera, and I just want to remind everyone that I never peed on it EVEN ONCE, and so I still have no pictures of my sister and me.

BUT I want to let everyone know that things with my sister are a LOT better. She is REALLY little and so you would think that she would be scared of me, because I am a big dude, but she is not scared at all. She lived on the streets like me, so she is pretty tough even though she doesn't look it because she is really busy being tiny. I like to play with her a LOT - we run around all night long while my Person is sleeping -- but then sometimes she drives me nuts. I mean, I am four, I got THINGS to do, I can't just PLAY all day -- I gotta clean my toes, I gotta nap on the cable box, I gotta blow chunks -- but most of the time she is pretty okay. At night when my Person sits on the couch -- the one I pee on sometimes -- and types on the computer, me and Sophie curl up next to her and sometimes we hold paws and sometimes I give her a bath, because she is not very good at bathing herself, and I like things to be clean, so I think that's the nice thing to do. Also, she REALLY loves the foods, just like me! It is nice to have someone else down by my Person's feets, mraw mrawing. Even though Sophie's mraw mrawing just kind of sounds like skweeking.

Anyway, so things are better, and I am REAL EXCITED to take my boodwah photo in a pink satin robe for charity!!!! (If you are not sure what I am talking about, and you are thinking, "Kismet, you are a big man cat, and you have a Hugh Hefner robe, and you should not run around in pink satin", go here and check it out! And donate some money, because it is all for a real good cause -- other cats and persons who need money for their VET bills, and for Kittykind, which is where I met my Person and Kara, whose apartment I lived in before I met my Person.)

And also, I have to tell you that although I like my sister mostly, I am still not sure how I feel about sharing my Person. Cuz she is MY Person. But I am trying to be a good boy. And sometimes it is hard but I am doing mostly okay!

Sister stuff

Things are getting a little bit better. My Person moved my sister into the room with the big white box and the person litter box, and every now and then she goes in there to play with her and then she comes out and I can smell my sister on her. At first that made me REAL mad and I would hiss and growl -- because HEY, LITTLE CAT, THAT IS MY PERSON -- but now whenever my Person comes out, she comes right over to me and pets me a lot and when I don't hiss she smooches me and tells me what a good boy I am and how proud of me she is. I like to make my Person happy so I am trying real hard to not hiss and growl so much but it's HARD!!

Sometimes when my Person goes in to play with my sister she leaves the door open. And she will sit down and have my sister on her lap, and then I go in and sniff around. I have done this twice now, and I only hissed once. I THINK THAT IS PRETTY GOOD INNERNETS.

It helps to have Mona around, too, because Mona is really good with new cats. There is a big crate in the corner of the living room, and when my Person is hanging out in there she moves my sister into the crate so I can see her and smell her and my Person can keep an eye on us. And even though when I go over there I mostly want to hiss, Mona just goes right up to the crate and pokes her nose through, and she and my sister ACTUALLY TOUCH NOSES. I am not ready for that yet, but Mona says it is okay and that I should not be so scared and mad. So I am trying just REAL hard to be a nice big man cat. Because I trust my Person AND I trust Mona.

I really appreciate all the advice you guys have left me and I know my Person does too (she is not so nervous now). It makes me feel a LOT better that a lot of you guys have gone through this and survived, and some of you actually LOVE your sisters!! I hope someday I can play with mine. She hasn't hissed at me at all since the first night, so I think she wants to play someday too.

And, my Person says to tell you that my sister's name is Sophie. And that we can't post any pictures because the STUPID CAMERA IS STILL BROKEN AND I DID NOT EVEN PEE ON IT EVER. And I also want you to know that I have not peed on the couch or anywhere I am not supposed to even though I have been pretty MAD, and I think this makes me a very good boy. What do you guys think?? It seems better now, right?

Sisters SUCK

My sister is here. I PRETTY MUCH HATE HER. She is in this big crate thing in the corner of the apartment, and she is very tiny, and every now and then I make sure to go over and hiss at her. My Person took her out once and brought her over to me, and I hissed real good and growled real loud too. This is MY apartment, lady cat! You can't just roll up in here without some trouble!

My Person is REAL worried about this, and I can tell, and I feel bad about that, but I CAN'T HELP IT IS MY TURF. Occasionally I have made sure to hiss and growl at my Person too, just so she remembers I'm boss and she shouldn't be bringing other cats in here without asking me.

Any advice, cats? How do I get rid of her? What do I do??