Spring Is In The Air

First of all you'll notice that I'm now referring to 'Mistress' as 'Ms. Patty'. Mistress just sounded, well, like something the National Catquirer would attempt to capitalize on, and as you all know I love my food and I respect who feeds me so I'll do what I can to make her happy.

Speaking of which, Ms. Patty hasn’t been paying a whole lot of attention to me lately so I’ve been pretty much on my own. Which at first was quite fun and beneficial to my toy collection. What she doesn't realize is that I've been hiding my toys all over the house during the day, ultimately tricking her into giving me more when I would try to get her to play with me; when she's distracted I can get most anything from her. Then at night I was batting them all over the place and hiding them again and getting more toys and extra treats from her. Now I'm getting bored.

See, most of Ms. Patty's attention seems to be for this human who has been hanging around of late. A rather large human who happens to be of the male species. Hmmm. I wasn’t quite sure what to make of him at first. But he’s growing on me because he likes me, he really likes me. Well, then again what's not to like, right? Purrrrrr...

Anyway, I've been showing off to this new guy and getting him to play with and pet me. He likes how my fur feels - I do take good care of myself as a Princess should - and tries to imitate my meowing. Key word my darlings, 'tries'. But I'll give him an A for effort because it's fun to play with him. Meow...

He even tried to trick me one day into thinking he had a flashlight that he was shining under the door so that I would go after the beam of light. And though I knew what he was up to I decided to let him think he was the smart one. But then I got him with my whole arm under the door. Hehehe. He wasn't expecting that. Gotcha, my darling.

So it's been fun. Until this morning. I ate my breakfast and was playing around and suddenly I wasn't feeling so good. So I did a rather un-ladylike thing and well, let's just say my breakfast didn't stay down. I thought Ms. Patty would give me more food because I was feeling pretty good after I did that. But alas, she did not. Though she did give me some kitty treats a few hours later - I nearly bit off her finger eating one of them (I'm sorry, Ms. Patty!) because I was starving.

Oh, there a couple of things that Ms. Patty has been doing to me a LOT of late, and I'm occasionally annoyed by it and let her know. And other times I know she means well so I let it go by with just a little 'look'.

I've been known to give Ms. Patty a little love bite, you know just a little nibble when we're playing. I only mean good intentions but she doesn't always like it and do you know what she started to tell me??

"Stella, don't bite the hand that programs your auto feeder!"

Wow, I'm so not going to do that too much anymore, food is very important to me, my darlings!

Then the other thing is that I've noticed all sorts of beautiful birds just outside our dining room lately and they get me so excited I start to chirp/chatter/grrr all at the same time. Well, Ms. Patty seems to think it's funny when I'm just lying there minding my own business in my cat bed by the patio doors to say "BIRD!" quite loudly. I get so excited that I jump up to look and then when I realize she's fibbing, I just *have* to give her the un-ladylike stink eye and growl. I know that's horrible but I simply cannot help myself.

Well, that's all for now my sweets. Though I have included a few gratuitous pictures for your viewing pleasure. Meow...

Affectionately yours,

Stella

 

I Do So Love My Life

When I started this blog I knew the title had to say I was addicted to humans. Well, that’s still true (just ask Ms. Patty) but I’m also addicted to food. Oh, you knew that already. Hmm.

Well, Ms. Patty decided to buy something called a programmable food dispenser. I’m still not sure why because she’s always there to feed me. Anyway, three times a day food comes shooting into a bowl attached to it. Oh, if this isn’t a wondrous thing I don’t know what is. One day I decided to see if I could get food out of it when it wasn’t time for it. Just for giggles, you know?

Insert comment from Ms. Patty: “Just for giggles? Right. More like you’re a little piggy girl and will do anything for a snack!”

Excuse me, Ms. Patty? This is my tale.

Anyhoo, I tried to sneak food out of it by bumping it but nothing happened. Then I tried to stick my snout up into the opening, still nothing. Then what do you think I did? I used a paw to reach inside. Which paw? Correct! The right one because I’m…say it with me now…right pawed. Meow!

So what do you think happened? Oh glory days, out came a few pieces of food! I glanced around to see if Ms. Patty was watching and she wasn’t, so I snarfed those down. Then I tried again, eureka! More treats came out! I ate those, too.

Suddenly, I hear footsteps. I want so badly to try again and not even because I was hungry but because I wanted to see if I could do it again. I’m torn between her catching me and not catching me.  But I had to try again, the treats came out and Ms. Patty was right there, I backed away from the feeder really fast in hopes she wouldn't see. But I can tell I wasn't successful. Uh oh. I’m in trouble again.

Ms. Patty: “Stella! What are you doing?!?”

Me:  Um, nothing.

Ms. Patty: “Do you really need to do that? Don’t I feed you enough?”

Me: Um, sure??

Ms. Patty: “Out, out, out of the kitchen, now!”

So there I sat on the rug just outside the kitchen, acting all cool about what had happened but really I was staring at my new feeder waiting for IT to feed me again, which it finally did at dinner time. Nummers…

A day or so later Ms. Patty comes home with a smile on her face, she’s had her hair done with a new color and it’s so pretty and it smells really good. No, I don’t want to eat her hair but I do want to touch it because it looks so soft.  She is trying to take a picture for her hairstylist, Andrew, because he did such a nice job and she wants him to be able to brag and show off because he’s going to be famous one day. So we, er, she may as well be able to say she knew him when and send him a picture. I decided I wanted in on this endeavor, see what I mean? She didn't see I had done that until after she took the picture. I'm so sneaky...meow.

A week or so after the picture taking event Ms. Patty had company over for a potluck and campfire. It was quite a fun time, all these people ‘accidentally’ dropping food for me. Not to mention the fact that I was being petted ALL the time and played with. Ms. Pattywas constantly worried that I would run outside anytime the door was opened but why in the world would I when there were at least a half dozen people inside nearly all the time, and at one point there were about 12 people! I’m not stupid, sister, I know where to be. It was a grand time and I only tried to get up on the food table once…that Ms. Patty knows of. But my god-mother, Ruth, caught me. Whoops, can’t pull a fast one on that girl.

Well, it’s past time for my second nap of the day.Toodles, everyone!

Busy, Busy, Busy

My heartfelt apologies to my loyal followers for not posting since last month. Ms. Patty hasn't given me as much computer time as of late, something about looking for a job in order to feed me. Well, as I adore edible goodies, who am I to argue?

I have been busy myself, adjusting to my new home especially late into the night. I've been here a little over three months and I keep discovering nooks and crannies to explore, thought it's a relatively small home. I've also tried sleeping in a lot of different places, no real favorites yet. Unless, you count sleeping on top of Ms. Patty - though she doesn't like it as much so we need to come to an agreement on what works best for both of us. I'm sure I'll win. Ohh, that was catty, wasn't it? Meow!

One of the things I discovered in our house is the garbage can. It can really tempt me while Ms. Patty has been cooking. She throws away meat wrappers without letting me lick them, I truly am aghast at that. What a waste, all those juices...gone. Sigh.

But never fear, I'm nothing if not creative, even if by accident. You see, one day I realized that if I stood up on my hind legs and reached up with my right arm (remember, that's the strong one as I'm right-pawed), I could tip the garbage over and get into all that goodness! The first thing I found was some smelly things I think she called onions. Yuck. I kept digging and found some coffee grounds, double yuck.

But then I found this lovely package wrapping for what used to be something called bacon. I had not heard of that before but oh my, I was really enjoying myself licking the package when I heard her footsteps. Uh oh. Lick, lick, lick...hurry, get all I can before she takes it away! Faster! Faster! Phooey, there's still some left on the package but she grabs it away from me.

Ms. Patty: "Stella! What have you gotten into?"
Me: I would think that's pretty obvious.
Ms. Patty: "Looks like we'll have to get a different garbage can, one you can't get into."
Me: Sigh.

So the next thing you know Ms. Patty goes out and buys this metal-like thing with a lid I can't poke open, it's too heavy to tip and I can't smell a thing! Oh well, I am trying to watch my waistline so it's better this way. Most of the time. I'm lucky though because you know what? I found where she stashes some treats, don't tell her!

What else? I know, I've been helping her shred paper which for some reason Ms. Patty calls "Pulp Fascination." I don't know what pulp is but anyway, the first time I tore up a receipt she wasn't very happy but for some reason now she finds it amusing. And I get to destroy something WITH permission. Although I don't have a picture of me shredding something in a lady-like way, I'm sorry about that. I only have one that's a tad blurry because she startled me tearing up that receipt. I even bared my teeth but I made sure to apologize to her later. I still need to eat, you know?

Ms. Patty has taken a few other humorous pictures of me which I suppose I could share. I've taken to playing between the shower curtain liner and the tub. See, the shower curtain is outside the tub, then I'm inside the tub inside the liner. I then jump up at the curtain to see if I can make her laugh when she comes in. I sometimes simply hang over the tub edge because it's so comfy. A really cool thing though, is chasing my sparkle balls around the tub. They look like little balls of tinsel and they really fly!

Here I am in the tub and following that is a picture of me trying to rest after playing but Ms. Patty insisted on taking my picture even though I wasn't looking my prettiest. I still love her, she feeds me so how could I not?

Stay warm, my darlings!