Escape... 'Twas So Close

Hello my lovelies,

A few weeks ago Ms. Patty had the back door partly open while she was talking to Mr. K who was going out to the garage. They refer to that place as a 'man cave'; which reminds me, I need to Google that and find out exactly what it means. Whatever it is, Mr. K is always happy when he comes back from there.

I digress.

Normally, I'm plenty happy being inside the house. But there was a breeze coming through the door and I could smell bird like you wouldn't believe. I could also smell rodent and my goodness, it's been a good long time since I've had one of those. The thought of devouring a plump, delectable mouse had me edging towards the door, ever so stealthily.

Suddenly, I realize Ms. Patty isn't paying any attention to me at all. 

So...I dashed out that door  right between her legs! 

Eureka!! I'm outside!! Look what was under the deck, it was really dusty, full of leaves and just plain dirty. Yippee! I rolled and rolled and while I could hear Ms. Patty trying to get me to come to her, I had to ignore her.

This was my bliss, my nirvana!

Then?? I hear the unmistakeable sound of my treat can being shaken - goodness, the rattle of those nom noms were calling my name. I tried to resist it, my lovelies, but I couldn't. I ran towards the noise and who has that can? Mr. K!! I start to turn back because I figure he's just trying to trick me. But where is Ms. Patty? Rats, she's right behind me! She picked me up and tossed me rather unceremoniously into the house. Sigh... no more rolling in the dust.

I really shouldn't bash Mr. K too much, though he does pick on me a bit he is quite loving. He's even taken to giving me an evening treat (though not every night, I think that's Ms. Patty's rule) by putting the pieces on the corner of the table, then I jump up to get them. Here's young Mr. J learning how to give me them, isn't he cute?? He didn't pull my tail, didn't chase me...what a good little boy.

Speaking of treats, it's getting to be that time. Who will fall prey to my loving nudgies tonight and be persuaded to give me treats?

Ta ta,
Stella

Soaking Up The Sunshine

I've been rather lazy for the last month or so because summer has arrived, hence, no post since May. The sunshine streaming in the patio doors is just too tempting and delicious and I doze for hours between meals. And the rest of the time I'm playing with Ms. Patty and Mr. K.

Mr. K teases me mercilessly but I suppose that's just what people think they should do to cats. And sometimes I agree. But getting 'socked'? Well, that's just downright insulting.

See, once in a while before he puts his socks on, he pets me all lovingly and then he stretches that sock open and puts it on my head. Hrrmph... I never...

Don't tell anyone but I got myself into a little trouble recently. Ms. Patty and Mr. K were having guests one night and were planning to serve something called pulled pork. Ms. Patty had gone grocery shopping for the party and left out some of the items the night before the party and one thing was a package of what I now know are called buns. Oh glory, those were good! Purr...

How would I know? Well, I was playing with my sparkle balls throughout the night and Ms. Patty wouldn't let me into the bedroom in the wee hours of the night. (That is so frustrating - all I want to do is say hi.)

Anyway, I discovered these buns and though the packaging was quite snug I could smell them, yes, I could my darlings! And they smelled delicious! I just had to try one,  just a little bit.

So I nibbled a bit on one side of the packaging and then the other and I finally had success. See? Oh, never mind, I can't find the picture but I had that plastic undone in no time.

Naturally, I was in trouble when Ms. Patty woke up because I guess she didn't want my germs on her buns. Oh, that didn't sound right. Well, you know what I mean. And you know what? She said she had to go buy a new bag of buns and so I thought to myself "Wonderful! I'll get to finish those buns!", but she gave them to the birds instead. The birds!! Sigh...

Well, that's enough for today. I still want to tell you something about Mr. K but that will have to wait just a bit as I really need a nap.

You'd like a hint? Ok. The hint is: Who is training whom?

Ta ta darlings!
Stella

Change, Change, Change

In my last post I mentioned that someone had begun visiting Miss Patty. This would be him.

We'll call him Mr K. Well, now Mr K seems to think he belongs here, I mean he's *always* here... and he picks on me! Constantly. That's the truth, my darlings. And Miss Patty seems to enjoy my occasional discomfort. I'm not sure what to think of that, but for now I forgive her as she is distracted by Mr K for reasons I'm only beginning to understand; they're good ones I'm sure but still - what he does to me!

A recent example of Mr K's attempts to pester me has to do with a really long pillow. Earlier this week I'd been playing all night long throughout the house and being the sun had come up I thought it was perfect timing to take a nap before breakfast. So I tried to get into the bedroom but the door was closed too securely for me to push. I've been practicing, you see. I just stand on my hind legs and reach with my forepaws and push. It worked once, I hoped it would work again, but it didn't.

Well, it did sort of but not the way I expected it. The door opened but then whoosh! This huge pillow came flying out of the room near the floor and shoved me down the hallway! Well, I had never experienced such indignation before this. Mr K stepped out and grabbed the pillow and shut the door again by the time I got back to it, I was going back because I was going to give him what for! But as I was getting ready to try again to enter the room, just what do you think happened? He opened that door wide and THREW the pillow out the door at me!

Grrrrr. Then to add insult to injury (figuratively speaking, that is), Mr K laughed. Uproariously, at that! I could hear Miss Patty laughing as well. At that point I chose to not talk to her for a while so that she would understand how hurt my feelings were. Meow.

But then I forgot all about it because my breakfast was served at my food dispenser.

Oh, my food dispenser. There's a story there as well, my sweets. Yes, Mr K thinks he's being funny and clever because he thinks I don't know what he's up to. But I can understand English when I want to. So he's talking one day about blocking the food dispenser just before it's scheduled to feed me a meal. Well, he tried that one day and he wasn't totally successful. Partly, not totally. So he doesn't get full credit for that.

So, Mr K? I 'meh' in your face. And do be sure you pay attention when I'm around because revenge is a dish best served cold, with a surprisingly delicious side of fish breath.

Well, I should be honest and state that he's not trying to annoy me ALL of the time. He does pet me when I walk all over him and enjoys playing with me. For instance, one day Miss Patty had opened the linen closet and I walked in there to check things out because she'd tidied it up. Plus it smells good so I wanted to do some sniffing around in there. She took out what she needed and as she went into the bathroom Mr K walked by and shut the door.

Miss Patty: "Oh, I thought I'd shut that, thanks." 
Mr K: "You left it open because Stella is in there." 
Miss Patty: "Ah, I see." 

Pause... Miss Patty tilted her head realizing he said 'is in there' - is not was

Mr K: "Can you hand me a couple of tissues?" 
Miss Patty: "Sure." 

Pause... Miss Patty knows now that something is up and thinks, uh oh

Miss Patty: "Um, what are you doing on the floor?" 
Mr K: "Watch."


Mr K proceeded to spend a good amount of time sneaking the tissue underneath the door to tempt me to snatch it away from him. I sometimes got it but for the most part I was teasing him and playing hard to get. Eventually, he tired of playing with me and went to do something else. Then Miss Patty came and opened the door (because Mr K conveniently forgot to open it to let me out). But when she did I realized I was quite comfy right where I was and stayed there for a while. See?

Well, spring has kind of arrived here at Chez Change, finally. Which is quite nice since it's been cold and dreary and winter-like for far too long.

A week or two ago Miss Patty performed a great service for me - because I'm sure it was done just for me - by putting in all the screens in the windows so I can sit in them! Often I sit in one and then think I would have a better view from another so I scamper over to it, then I see a bird fly over the house and whoosh, I need to cruise to another window in the house to see it come over the other side (by the way, that doesn't work)!! I nearly flew through one screen one time because I was so excited - I could hear the bird but not see it. But the screen held.

Lucky for the bird.
Meow...













I've gotten bored again with my toys. But for Easter Miss Patty bought some candy and stuff for an Easter basket. There were two eggs in that basket that she placed in water and let the chicks 'hatch'. Once the chicks came out of their shells and the water Miss Patty placed them on the little table by the kitchen window. The other day I was entering the kitchen from the living room and happened to see them. High up on the table, bright yellow! Two of them!! Do I dare jump up and check them out? I do. I did.

I picked one up with my teeth, jumped back down to the floor and began to knock it around. I even bumped it down the basement stairs - grand fun because it bounced!






I've been watching the birds on the deck again, the finches and chickadees are especially fun to make chrrr noises at (I know the sound I make is odd but I canNOT control myself!). They're so beautiful and I think probably quite tasty but I won't even find that out for sure as Miss Patty won't let me go outside. But I do have a rather large sliding door to view out of along with a lot of windows so I'm okay. Besides, I have to stay close by so I don't miss a meal.

Enjoy your day, my lovelies!

Stella