TUNA!!!!

The Mom made a tuna sandwich and guess what? She not only gave us bowls of tuna water, but she left a bunch of tuna in bowl so we could all have some. Whoooohooo! The Mom never does this. Ya, she'll leave some lickings in the bowl, but never a whole bunch. She says that we needed some spoilin' after she heard about Tiffy. I love the Mom.

Now I'm Mad....

The Mom was updating some of my favorite blog links when she showed me the story from 5 Cat Style and the Flyer. It seems that a really stupid and mean human decided that a kitten was too much of a hassle and brought it to the SPCA, lying that it was a stray, and poor little Tiffy was put to sleep. The Mom was crying when she read the story and me? I'm just plain mad. How can some stupid human do something like that to a cute innocent kitten. OK. So she was pooping in "inappropriate" spaces. Hello? We're animals. When we do stuff like that it usually means we're sick or trying to make a point. You don't put us down for something that small. Heck, I constantly poop just outside the litter box just to get back at the Mom for making me live with eight Brats. Do you see her running me off to the shelter to get rid of me? No.

Personally, I wish there was some way to lock people like this up and put them down. It's only fair. If they have no compassion for someone as cute as Tiffy, well they should be slung up from their privates and all the cats in the area should be able to use them as a scratching post for the rest of their lives. Nah. Even that's too nice for them.

I'm going to hug the Mom and be thankful I have people who care for me.

A Good Thing

I have discovered a very Good Thing: grilled Stinky Goodness. The Mom picked it up the other day as a "change of pace" as I was getting really sick of the stuff she tried feeding me. Oooh is this new grilled Stinky Goodness yummy! I want more. GIVE ME MORE!!!

OK

If you're going to keep the pillows in anything other than a perfectly flat horizontal position, then you'd better expect me to yowl right in your ear until you fix it.

Hmph.

The Dad has been getting phone calls from recruiters for the past two days so things are looking good in that area. The Mom is still sick but she's going on line and helping the Dad find jobs to apply to. This is good 'cause when the Dad finds a job that means the Stinky Goodness keeps on coming in, right? Right.

However, there is a big problem with all of this. While everybody is focusing their attention at getting the Dad a job, they are ignoring me. Hello? Aren't I the most important person in the house? I can forgive the Mom part of the time 'cause I really don't want to be near her when she's throwing up. But still. They are completing forgetting my existence. I need more than just food you stupid humans. I need to have attention lavishly poured on me. Why can't they seem to get this. Hmph.

Bad Week

This is a really, really bad week for us right now.

First, the Mom got a really bad stomach flu She has been sick since Monday night and is still really weak. I guess twelve hours of pooping and puking will do that to a human. I've been sitting watch with the Brats, keeping an eye on her. This is the one time we don't hiss or fight 'cause the Mom is too important to us.

Secondly, the Dad got laid off from work today. This isn't good. It means no Stinky Goodness for a while so I'll just have to make do with the dried stuff. Blech. The Dad is really stressed out though and all of us are worried he'll get sick too. Two sick humans would be really bad. Then again, this job had been making him sick anyways 'cause his stupid bosses were working him too much, so maybe this is a Good Thing in disguise. We'll see.

Now I'm Mad....

It's bad enough that the Mom forgot to go to the store today to get Stinky Goodness so I'll be without for 24 hours. I do have dried food, but that's not the same.

The two humans went out to dinner for steak and THEY DIDN'T BRING ANY BACK HOME FOR ME!!! Can you believe that? Considering that I did not get my Stinky Goodness at all today, they should've bought an entire filet mignon home for me, but did they? Noooooo. How rude. What do they bring back? Salad. What the heck? I may just have to poop on their pillows now.

Frankie

Frankie is home and seems to be recovering well from his little ordeal to the V-E-T. A little too well if you ask me. Last night he actually tried to sleep on the Mom's pillow. I don't think so. It's bad enough that I've been forced to share it with the Annoying One. There is no way I'm going to allow one of those big moose cats to take my spot. There just isn't enough room. So, I taught Frankie a lesson and gave him a good whap upside the head. That got the point across. He may be deaf but he's not stupid.

One down...

Well, Frankie's gone. The one Brat that I actually like has left. Bah.

Oh wait...what? He's coming back? Damn. I was hoping that the Mom was slowly going to start getting rid of the Brats with the newest one going first. Oh well. Supposedly Frankie has some health problems, including bad teeth, so the Mom brought him back to his old family so he can see his old V-E-T. She said that he'll be back tomorrow night. And here I thought I would start getting the place to myself. Double bah.

The Mom has been spending the afternoon procrastinating. She doesn't want to do her homework so she spent her time reworking the "Flock O' Fuzzies" blog. She says it's still a "work in progress" but you can visit it at:

http://www.hockeycat93.com/blogs/flockofuzzies/index.html

Why she doesn't spend time spiffing up my blog is beyond me. Heck, more of you humans read my blog. Bah. Well, at least she got rid of that stupid pink color.

Sleepy Day

Usually it's on rainy days that everybody sleeps but today I think everybody is wiped out.

The Mom is out like a light. She had a really rough week with her depression and school. I know she's been doing a lot of reading and spending time at the computer. The class she's taking is online which she vowed she's never going to do again if she can help it. So, I'm just letting her sleep. The poor thing needs it. Also, it's the least I can do since she didn't once forget to give me my Stinky Goodness.

Frankie is all wiped out too. He went to the V-E-T today. One of his eyes is dialating more than another and that has the Mom all freaked out. The V-E-T did a whole bunch of blood work that came out fine, but he still has to go in for his ears to be checked and to get a chest x-ray. For a Maine Coon, he's an ok cat so I want him to be healthy. He's the only Brat that's smart enough to leave me alone.

As for me, I'm just glad it's not raining today. My bones needed a break. All this dampness has been a serious pain in my tush. Literally. The Mom said it'll be nice over the weekend so I'm looking forward to three days without the arthritis acting up. Yippee.

Um ok...

Something has got the Mom really ticked off. Since last night she's been going on about some guy Conklin and what a stupid idiot he is. Anybody know what this is about?

[The Mom: go to my blog and you'll see what I'm ranting about]

Oh. Hockey? Again? Doesn't this sport ever end? It's almost summer for pete's sake. Doesn't the ice melt?

Oh ya...

...the Mom says "Go Oilers!" whatever that means.

Ya, ya...

I know, I know. I'm sorry. I've just been feeling like poop lately. It seems that Mother Nature wants to wreak havoc on my poor old bones. Winter was bad enough, but then it started getting warm and I started to feel ok. Then, for the past couple of weeks it started feeling like August already with it being too hot and way too humid. Can't an old girl get a break? I just want warm and not damp. Is that too much to ask for? Bah.

On top of that, the Mom has been hogging up the computer again. She is back at school taking a summer class. Geeze. She just graduated and now she's back at it. One of these days she'll take my advice and just nap all day long.

Anyways, she's taking a class in criminology. I asked her what the heck that was about and she said it's about finding out why people commit crimes. Boring. Honestly, I think what people need to do is nap more often and enjoy a few ounces of catnip every day. Hey, it's legal and there's a large supply of it so it's not like you need to go out and steal it. Plus it makes me feel very happy. The Mom just turned around and laughed at me. Did I miss something?