We're having a heat wave...

...but you couldn't tell in our house. Noooo. The Mom and the Dad have all the a/c cranked up on high to keep the house "cool." Hello? It's freakin' freezing in here. I need to curl up under the dirty clothes in the laundry basket to keep warm. How is it that these hairless apes are always so hot while my fur-covered self is always so cold? Makes no sense.

On a lighter note, the Mom hurt her knee exercising. She's not sure what she did but she's been popping a lot of pills and talking about seeing the human V-E-T. She must be in a lot of pain 'cause a) she hates taking pills, and b) she's not too fond of the human V-E-T either. I keep telling her to just sleep for a couple of days and she'll be fine but she never listens to me. Silly human.

Why bother?

The Mom recently joined a gym in order to lose weight. So now she's going every couple of days to do stuff that makes her sweaty and stinky and causes her pain. Why? Why do humans torture themselves constantly by "working out?" Can't they just be happy with the way the gods meant them to be?

Personally I don't like the fact that the Mom is trying to lose weight. I like her just the way she is: comfortable. She's got lots of padding that is comfy to sleep on and to make happy feet on. If she lost this weight, she'd be all skin and bones. Who wants to curl up with a skeleton?

So Mom...give it up already. You're just causing yourself a lot of grief and pain when you can just stay at home and make a really nice pillow for us fuzzies.

Secret Paws

The Mom went out and got all these cool kitty toys, including lots of nip. I was about to dive into the bag when she stopped me. "No, Ayla. Those aren't for you. There for your Secret Paws pals." Bah. What? I get no Nippy Goodness? What kind of evil woman are you?

After about five minutes of me giving her the Evil Eye she finally bowed down and gave me a catnip ball. She claimed she "bought extra" for us, but I know deep down inside that no human can overcome the Evil Eye. This technique is one of the many reasons that us cats are superior to those hairless apes.

Oh ya...she'll be mailing out the Secret Paws gift tomorrow so someone should be on the lookout for their goodies soon.

The Dad's New Job

The Dad left for work this morning for his first day at his new job. It's about freakin' time. I knew he got the job but he went so long before starting that I was afraid my constant supply of Stinky Goodness was in jeopardy. Don't scare an old girl like that!

Another nice thing about the Dad working is that he gets up early again, which in turn means the Mom gets up early. You know what that means, right? I don't have to wait as long in the morning to get my Stinky Goodness. Whoohoo! I like the Dad working. Keep it up!

Snarky-ism of the Day

To protect your ideal place on the Big Sleepy Spot when a human approaches, lie on your back and act all cute. Then, give a purr-filled meow with a loving look at your human. They will be so ridden with guilt about moving you that they will occupy a different spot instead.

Inconsiderate...

...little snot! This morning as I was enjoying my Stinky Goodness, the Annoying One came over and started eating out of my bowl. I wasn't even done yet! What's worse is that he still had food left in his bowl. Thankfully the Mom was there to yell at him and I was able to finish my breakfast. All I know is that if he does this one more time, he's going to get a serious thwapping.

Note to the Annoying One:

Even if you think I'm done with my food, do NOT sneak over and try to eat the food left in my bowl. If you do, I will go back and start eating again even if I'm full. You will not get my food.

Helping Brandi's Mom

I know how hard it can be to be in a house when the human isn't working. Luckily, the Dad and the Mom are only going to have to suffer a month without the Dad working.

Brandi's mom isn't so lucky. Her mom has been out of work for a while so Oreo and his mom are working out a way to help her out. Please visit his site and do what you can for them. Thanks!

Present for Kukka

Since today is Kukka-Maria's one year blogiversary, I knew I had to get her something different and special. Since she liked the Pillow Monkey so much, I went out and got her one. Here it is Kukka!



Sorry about the fuzz on it. I tested it out first to make sure it was comfortable enough for you.

Happy Blogiversary Kukka!

Note to The Mom:

The pillows are mine. Not yours, not Loki's, not the Dad's. Mine. M-I-N-E. If I'm there first, you may not do anything to remove me 'cause...well...I was there first. And they are mine.

Oh ya. And the Pillow Monkey? He's mine too.

An Update on the Dad

Well, it looks like I won't be begging on the street for Stinky Goodness. The Dad has gotten two job offers, both of which will pay enough to keep me comfortably rolling in the nip and Stinky Goodness. I was getting really worried when the Mom said that she almost bought me the store brand of Stinky Goodness to save money. Ack! That just isn't right.

I know the Mom is happy about this. She's the one who handles all the money and she kept on getting really sad looks after paying all the bills. I haven't seen that look in ages. Along time ago, before the Mom met the Dad, she was really poor. She had lost her job 'cause she got sick with the Depression and her disability checks barely paid the rent, nonetheless anything else. I remember she even put her own needs aside, including food, to make sure we were taken care of. We didn't have Stinky Goodness back then, but she made sure we always had food in our bowls. I never want her to go through that again.

Anyways, I've gotten used to a certain standard of living and those two humans better make sure they keep it up.

Now this...

...is more like it. The Mom left all the windows open and finally turned the a/c off for a few hours so the temperature is somewhat bearable. Here is a picture of me lounging around on the Dad's pillow on the big sleepy spot.



Oh no. Aw come on Mom. Don't turn the a/c back on. It was just getting nice. Noooooo....

Monkee!!!

Get out of my basket. It's MINE. Not yours. Mine. Go away.

Yes mom...

...I purposely ate too fast so I could throw up on your clean socks.

Geeze.

Enough already...

...with the crash-a-booms.

I know it's a holiday where humans love to play with their boomie thingies, but it's been four days already. Enough is enough. The Mom explained to me that today is the official holiday, so I asked her why the booms have been going on since Friday. "Well, each town celebrates on different days." Why? That's kind of stupid. Isn't the holiday only one day? "Yes, but it has to do with town regulations or something like that." OK, fine then. So who is regulating the kids in the neighborhood running around with the really LOUD boomies? How is a girl supposed to get in a good nap if she's woken up every fifteen minutes by a loud boom? Geeze.

To top it off, it seems like Mother Nature wants to join in on the act too. We had some really loud crash-a-booms with lots of rain earlier. That didn't help my nerves either, which have been totally fried since Friday.

This is a stupid holiday.

You would think...

...that with the Mom being sick (again), that the stupid humans would turn off the air conditioner. But noooooo. "It's too hot outside." Hello? You're sick. Do you know what that means? You need to keep warm and get fresh air into the house. In order to do that you need to turn off the a/c and open the windows. Difficult concept? I think not.

At the very least, it is too cold in the house for us kitties. Even though we have fur coats some of us do get cold. So if you're not going to do it for yourselves, than at least turn the darn a/c off for us. OK? Don't make me throw up a hairball on your pillow.