I'm a Donut!

You Are a Powdered Devil's Food Donut

A total sweetheart on the outside, you love to fool people with your innocent image. On the inside you're a little darker, richer, and more complex. You're a hedonist who demands more than one pleasure at a time. Decadent and daring, you test the limits of human indulgence.

What Donut Are You?

I'm a donut! I was a little scared, cause Mom's always saying "DON'T YOU NUT", but she assured me this was a sweet thing. Daisy asked all of us Pink Ladies to check out The Morning Scratch, and they posted this cool little survey. And of course, I am a little Devil! A Pink Lady Little Devil! And do I ever test Mom's indulgence (and patience....)

Thursday Thirteen: Signs of Spring

So Punxsutawney Phil didn't see his shadow. That means we are suppose to have an early spring. I'm ready! Now, its been raining here for the last few days, and there was even snow yesterday and today on the Coastal Range mountains separating the Big Green Valley from the Little Coast Valley here in "The Bay Area" (pretty Northern California centric, but hey, I live here...). But here is how I know spring is really pretty close (at least here):

1. Mom is more willing to take me outside in my harness.
2. There are a lot more bees to sting me.
3. There are a lot more flying bugs to chase and devour.
4. Its no longer dark with Mom and Dad leave for work, and when they get home.
5. The out of doors smell really funny, almost sweet, from all the fruit tree blossoms.

6. Skeezix gets even more anxious about seeing Daisy's belly.
7. Wedding plans are being made.
8. Mom's friends start talking about Bushmills (Is that a bush with mills?) and Guinness (is that like Prinncess?) and say they are going to drink them!
9. Green leaves the shape of four hearts start showing up everywhere...are these for the weddings?
10. Mom really starts practicing her Irish music on her fiddle, so I get more fiddle case time.
11. There are a lot more sun beams to lie in.
12. There are more birds in the Cat TV, taunting me.
13. I really need to keep an eye out for CECs as it gets warmer.

I'll post my meezer analysis of my scientific survey on ballot stuffing for Mr. Litterbox tomorrow night. Can't wait to see who wins!

Wondering Wednesday: Ballot Stuffing

So I've been watching the voting over at the Zeus Excuse for Mr. Litterbox with some interest, being young and having never voted before Miss Litterbox. These are the first contests that I've ever seen that actually allows ballot stuffing! I always thought that was illegal or something. So I tried to reason it out. One of the reasons Zeus decided to hold the contest is all the boys whined that they couldn't enter Miss Litterbox. Interestingly, Zeus also allowed as many votes as you wanted to do in Miss Litterbox too, but it wasn't done in the comments field, it was done using Free Online surveys, so we couldn't see all the votes. So who knows what happened there. At least in Mr. Litterbox, the aggregious ballot stuffing is transparent for all to see. In fact, there were 252 votes placed last time I looked in the comments, compared to 22 comments for Miss Litterbox! Now, is this a guy thing? Is it win at all costs? Or is it more indicative of the American way that we can expect in the comming election? The candidate with the most resources (i.e. money) to get the most voters out wins, regardless of how it is done? What happened to one kitty, one vote? Or you could look at it as a way to level the playing field. Not all kitties have the resources that, say, Skeezix has (although he is whining the most...) to make a glam entry, but they can get all their friends out to vote for them.

So, my question, my fellow catizens, is this: Is this fair? And what do you think about it? Or is it good that this time Zeus let us see what was going on, so we could question our own motives? Do cats really have motives or really care? I mean, we are cats after all. It can't be any worse than what the beans do. Or should we be above them? I think this is important as Chey and Latte launch their campaign.

This is a scientific survey. Post your response in the comments, and I'll post a summary when Mr. Litterbox is announced. This will help me in working on my MzD practice my analytical skills, and using special meezer statistical techniques.

Oh, I forgot!

I was so busy last night, I forgot to mention Karen Jo wrote me a cool limerick! If you haven't checked out Karen Jo's site, you should, she has been writing some really neat limericks on all the blogging kitties in the blogosphere! Today she is featuring Meezer Miles!

Triple Tuesday

Oh man, I think I have a hangover! Its been a way busy nite! First of all, my new friend Zevo Calamari said Gemini, Chey and I were at Ellen's Oscar Party last night! I don't ever remember it! I must have had fun, I just hope I didn't do anything to hurt the reputation of the Pink Ladies too much! Or Chey, she was there campaigning (Gore would be a great endorsement!) Zevo is quite a cosmopolitan cat, with homes in Salem and Paris, France! And I thought I was pretty cool with a mountain house!

And then my other new friends Pelu and Carlota from Santiago, CL (I'm not sure if this is Columbia or Chili), made me a really cool banner. They even got the purple right!



And finally, while visiting good friends DaisyMae Maus and the Feline Americans the other day, she posted "How Does One Define DaisyMae Maus". It was very cool, so I tried it. I couldn't believe it, this is what I got!

Tara Princess Meezer -- [adjective]: Full of bees 'How will you be defined in the dictionary?' at QuizGalaxy.com

I about fell off my comfy couch! (See my adventure with bees if you don't understand why). Wow, I feel like I've been running all around the world! Oh my head, I need a nap....

Meezer Monday: That was then, this is now...

Mom was gone on business all of last week. When she finally got out of the little talking box and came home, she swore I had gained a pound! I think being in the little talking box did something to her brain! But then she got out a picture of me taken on November 7, two days after she and Dad brought me home, I was about 11 week old....



Then she took a picture of me in the same chair....



Wow, is that what Temptations and ProPlan do to you? I'm going to have to watch it, as I need to keep my svelte figure as a Pink Lady! Do you think Oprah will help meezers? I usually watch her when Mom and Dad are at work (you can't watch Discovery Channel all the time...)

A Meme for Sunday

So I've been tagged by Gemini who was tagged by Chase on a meme that Bonnie started. Looks like I need to get my brain thinking in fours, which shouldn't be too hard, as I'm usually thinking ahead that far about what trouble I can get into next! So here goes:

A. Name four places you have lived
1. Furmom's home
2. Forever home with Mom
No where else!

B. Four things I love to watch
1. Birds
2. Bees (birds and bees, hmmm...)
3. TV (especially the Discovery channel, that MzD you know...)
4. Mom (to keep her out of trouble)

C. Four places I have been outside my home
1. Our mountain house
2. Our yard
3. The pub my Mom plays fiddle at (tucked in my Dad's jacket)
4. The V.E.T.

D. Four websites I visit daily
1. Cat Blogosphere
2. Kimo and Sabi
3. Latte
4. Daisy
Lots and Lots other blogging friends!

E. Four of my favorite foods.
1. Nutro Natural Choice crunchies for kitties
2. Temptations
3. ProPlan stinky goodness for kitties
4. Yogurt off Mom's spoon

F. Four places I would rather be right now
1. Cuddled in bed with mom
2. Top of Dad's chest on the couch
3. On the kitchen table (I'm NOT allowed here, but I WANT it)
4. In Mom's chair (I like to steal it from her)

G. Four toys I have owned and played with
1. Feather wand toy
2. Feather fishing rod toy
3. My stuffed CEC
4. My tube

H. Four nicknames people call me
1. Sweetie pie
2. Baby girl
3. Little one
4. Stuck up little s%&t

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

J. Regarding cat grass
Love it
It's nice X
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. House for Brandi
2. Surgery for Mu Shue
3. Cure for Georgia
4. Homes for as many ferals as I have money left

L. Four things I do besides eat sleep and litter box
1. Chase bugs, spiders and bees
2. Play ice hockey with ice cubes
3. Patrol the yard in my harness
4. Talk to mom

M. Four things I want to do this summer
1. Win a swimsuit contest
2. Go to our mountain house
3. Sit in a sunbeam
4. Drink a cool one (I mean ice water)

N. My four most prized posessions that have limited value to anyone else
1. My purple bear in my sleeping box (has kept me company since kittenhood)
2. My pink ribbon
3. My duraflame box Dad cut a hole in
4. Pistachios Mom can't open

O. What I am going to do before tomorrow
1. Sleep next to Mom
2. Walk on Dad
3. Throw things off the dresser
4. Watch the bedroom cat TV (look out the window)

P.Which of the following is your favorite place to hide and play
paper bags
plastic bags
boxes
Other (explain)

I like them all, but my tube is the best

Q. Four other pets that Momma has had with me
Mom hasn't had any pets with me, unless you count Dad

R.Four furiends I tag to respond.
Kimo
Daisy
Dragonheart
Yao-lin

Wow, I won a contest!

How exciting, I won DaisyMae Maus and the Feline Americans 300th Post Contest! I used my meezer skills (I am working on my MzD you know) and was able to logically deduce when her 300th post would be. (These skills must not have been fully developed for Skeezix's 700th post contest, which I did not win).

I also won Jake and Bathesheba's 100 post contest a few weeks back, and got honorable menshun for Skeezix's VD contest.

Watch out catblogosphere, this Pink Lady is on a role!

Tara

Mom's Back!

Mom's Back, Mom's Back! She FINALLY got home late last night. I was SO happy to see her, I met her at the door, rolled around on my back, and rubbed her legs. She picked me up and put me on her shoulder (my favorite place) and gave me strokes and luv, and I just PURRED! But she smelled funny, all sorts of interesting and strange smells. And her green box smelled really funny, I had to check it out and really inspect it. I finally decided everything smelled so funny cause she was inside that little talking box for the last 4 days, and finally got free. I'm happy she is out of that thing. That talking box must be what transports her to places like New York and Washington. I don't think I want to try it.

So now I finally get my stinky goodness right. Dad kept trying, but I wouldn't eat it, so when Mom gave me some last night, I ate it all. And maybe I can talk Mom into taking me outside. I asked Dad when Mom was away, and he did take me out. But it was during the same ginormous storm that hailed on Kimo. I wanted to go right back in! But I really need to get out and check out my daffodils. And I can smell the sweetness of the fruit blossoms, so our fruit trees must be in bloom.

Flower Friday

Kimo posted a nice picture of him with his bloomers, er, blooming daffodils on Wednesday. Mom's not back yet, but she took this picture of our daffodils last week just before we went to our mountain house. Mom says its not unusual for our daffodils to bloom in February, around the same time the almond blossoms come out, which are just starting. Spring comes early in California!

But I was distressed to read his blog today to see hail on his porch! I hope his daffodils are OK. I'm going to have to go out and check on mine.

Thursday Thirteen: Mom

I thought since I only get to talk to mom over the phone while she is gone (I don't know how she gets into that little thing, but I hear her in there, and I talk back to her), I'd post 13 quirky or not so quirky things about her.

1. She refuses to cut her long brown hair, even though everyone tells her at 46 she should, and its going gray. I luv to play and snuggle in it.
2. She still thinks she is 21, and plays like it (sometimes), and runs around the house with me, thinking she is a kitty. This give me someone to pounce on! (but then she says she is getting to old for that kind of stuff....)
3. She like working with younger people, cause it feeds her fantasy that she is still 21.
4. She loves it when she gets carded for drinkees, which happens less and less...(I'm not sure what this means, but I'm sure I'd luv to play with the card).
5. She plays fiddle, which gives me a cool case to play in, and I luv listening to her.
6. She luvs helping me with my blog and visiting all my bloggie friends.
7. Both of these help keep her from working too much and not spending time with me!
8. She's an environmental scientist, and works hard to keep my environment safe.
9. She studied a rare plant for her PhD with a common name of large flowered fiddleneck! This was before she started playing the fiddle again!
10. Now she is working on how to restore the environment after a terrorist attack using nasty things she calls WMD (and this is Not William of Mass Destruction), which is why she is in NYC and DC right now.
11. She married Dad and luvs him very much, and has been with him 27 years!
12. And Dad luvs me very much, and takes care of me when she is gone doing her important work, so I'm very glad she married him! (I still think she is hidden in the phone)
13. And finally, she luvs me more than anything! (except maybe Dad).

Wordless Wednesday: Missing Mom

Tired Tuesday

We made it home from our mountain house, but it was quite a day! I'm going to need to sleep all day on Tuesday just to make up for it! First, we woke up to a little bit of frozen white water on the ground Monday morning....


But it was sunny and clear, so I had to check it out. It actually didn't feel too bad this time on my paws, and I dug in it a little bit. We did the whole patrol of the backyard.


Then it was time for the drive home. I love our mountain house, but I HATE the drive home. It is just impossible to find a comfortable position. So I complained to Dad everytime he took a corner. About half way home, while still in the moutains, we stopped to see some of Mom and Dad's friends who live there. They have two kitties and a woofie. When we drove up the drive way, I just about had a CATNIPSHUN fit! There were vishus deer all over! Their laser eyes were just eyeing my juicy little body!



Mom got out with me in my harness, and I just froze and stared at them. I must have really scared them, cuase they ran away! I was so proud! Then I got to patrol their yard, and give my approval.

Then, when we got home and finally got to blog, I discovered I'm a founding member of the Pink Ladies! Check out Daisy's site and learn about our cool girl gang! Just so much excitement in one day, I may sleep for a week! I might as well, mom is going to be gone 'till Friday to New York City and Washington DC. She better not visit Jeter Harris or Jake and Bathsheba without me! She promised to try to help me blog over the phone, we will see.....

Mountain Meezer Monday

We woke up to weather on Sunday that wasn't quite as nice as Saturday. It was kind of rainy and overcast all day.



I could see the water on the glass looking outside, it was like watching Mom take a shower. It made such neat noise that I begged to go out. When the rain slowed down, Mom took me out to do my patrol of the backyard. The smells were incredible! I could smell sage and bunny and chipmunk, and all sorts of things! And water came down this pipe thing off the top of the house and made a really neat noise.



Although it was rainy, it wasn't that cold, so Mom went for a run. She took her flashy box, but said she would only take a picture if there was something fantastic. And there was, a bald eagle! Mom says they come down from the high mountains this time of year cause the cattle in the area are calving (the cattle are down here cause it is a little flatter), and they eat the leftover after they are born (yuck). Anyway, Mom saw this one in the ponds, and was able to get real close...



and then it took off. Mom says I need to be careful, cause bald eagles can get kitties.



I was already inside by then, and it was a good day just to take a nap.

Spotty Sunday: Mountain spots

It was a gorgeous day here at our Mountain house. Mom went for a run, and I got to go outside in the backyard. Mom is trying to let our backyard go "back to nature" and look like the open space behind our fense. So we have these stepping stones that look like spots through the backyard.

Mom usually doesn't like to take the flashy box when she runs cause she doesn't like to stop (I don't understand this, as there are so many things to stop and sniff!), but I begged her to so I could have some pictures. Her pictures remined me of spotty things.


This is the open space Mom ran through. The bushes are spotty throughout the open space.


These are the ponds near our house. Mom says they are "constructed wetlands" meaning they use reclaimed water. The birds are spotty on the water (oh I'd love to get to those birds!). It got to almost 60 degrees here today, but it isn't always this nice the time of year. Last year Mom said it looked like this (I wasn't here yet).....


Here the pond is spotty with little icebergs!


This pond has spotty vegetation all around it, but no birds.


This is the open space right behind our house. Mom and I see this hawk hunting through the glass all the time. Mom was able to walk almost right up to it with her flashy box!

All in all, a great day!

Our mountain house

Our mountain house isn't really in the mountains, its on the other side of the mountains. We get in the big green moving box and sit in it FOREVER. It goes up one side of these big mountains, then down the other side. Our mountain house is at the bottom of the mountains just where it starts to flatten out a bit. The nice thing about this, is we get to see the mountains and frozen white stuff right outside, but don't get very much of it actually at our house. When we finally got here yesterday, it as about 40 degrees on top of the mountains, but almost 60 degrees at our house. Mom and I went out and supervised Dad in the back yard as he got the big outdoor tub full of heated water working (why would any one want to sit in that), but it was still a little cold out for me (I didn't have my shirt on), so we went back in.


We all slept really well last night! I snuggled up with Mom and Dad on the bed, and we all stayed really cozy. Dad got up earlier than Mom, I followed him and got some stinky goodness. But I don't like it when Mom stays in bed, so I went in and jumped in her face a few times and attacked her fingers, that finally got her up!



After we got up, I was looking outside the glass, and this furry creature with a little white tail went running through MY BACKYARD! I got so excited I jumped up on the back of the chair, and watched and watched.



But it ran under the fence. There is this big open space behind our fence with bushes and stuff for critters to hide in. Mom says it was a desert cottontail bunny rabbit. It looked about the same size as my stuffed CEC, so I could probably take it on. But Mom says bunnys are nice, and we shouldn't hurt them. We haven't seen any CECs yet, but I thought I'd better say on guard for a while.

What a long day!

Whew, we finally made it to the mountain house! It seemed to take a lot longer than I remembered. I had a hard time finding a comfortable position in the moving green box. I kept trying the hard plastic ledge between Mom and Dad (Dad did put a carpet square in it, which made it much more comfortable), and Mom's lap. My carrier was in the back seat open so I could go back there when I wanted, which wasn't too often. So I had to talk to them a lot on the way up, to let them know this was pretty difficult.





I complained when Dad took a corner too fast and I lost my balance, I whined when I was tired and couldn't go to sleep, and I asked questions when I saw things out the glass that looked pretty interesting, especially when we were stopped. But Dad needs to fix the glass in the front of the big green box, so I can see out better!

At the top of the big mountains, Mom and Dad stopped for coffee. At first I was pretty excited, cause I got to get out of the big green moving box for a minute. But then Dad put me on top of the moutain of frozen water! It was pure white! I froze, cause it was so cold on my paws. Mom was arranging my litter box in the big green box, so she didn't get the flashy box out in time. I was glad Dad put me back into the green box, as it wasn't moving, and I got a short nap while they got some coffee.

I was really glad to get to the mountain house! I sniffed and sniffed to make sure everything was still there, then took a big long NAP!

Travel Boudoir

Since we are going to our mountain house this weekend, Mom thought I might like some new outfits. It gets a little colder there, and if I go out on my harness, I might like a bit something on. So I got two new princess outfits! Here I am in my new princess shirt.



As you can see here, it even says Princess with a tiara! But its a little small, even though Mom got the size I always wear, so I didn't like wearing it as much. I'm playing with the other outfit, which has a princess paw on it! But I was a little tired of modeling, so Mom said I didn't have to put it on. We might try it this weekend.



Here I am posing for the boys. As you can see, most of my tummy hair has grown back.



We are off to our mountain house. Mom said she would try to help me post some pictures this weekend.

Thirteen Thursday CEC Facts Every Kitty Should Know

So we are going up to our mountain house this weekend. Last time I was there, I heard the howls of CECs (cat-eating coyotes), and it scared me and I hid under the bed. But I've been practicing on my CEC attack technique, and reading up on my adversary. In some cultures, CECs are known as "The Trickster". They can trick us into thinking we are safe in our yards, and then ZAP, we are snapped up in a minute! So here are thirteen CEC facts every kitty should know.

1. CECs like to hunt between sunset and sunrise, which is the same time you outside kitties like to be out. But actually, CECs can be observed at all hours and will not pass up the opportunity for an easy meal. SO BE CAREFUL!! A woofie or kittie in a yard can be taken in minutes.

2. CECs are cousins to the domestic dog and the wolf, so they might just looks like a friendly woofie from across the street.

3. You outside kitties, if you see tracks, you can tell the paw prints from a dog because the rear paw tracks are smaller than the front, while woofies typically have symmetrical paw prints.

4. And just because you live in New York, it doesn't mean you are safe. In fact, Mom was running in Central Park last summer when on a business trip, and a CEC was seen there! They started in the Western plains and deserts, and have spread outward across the country until they are found in every state except Hawaii.

5. CECs vary in size from 25 pounds in Mexico to 75 pounds in the mountains and the northern reaches of their range, with those New York CECs ranging between 35 and 55 pounds (us kitties weigh between 5 and maybe a tubby 20 pounds, so CECs have the weight advantage).

6. Like dogs, CECs have four canine teeth, two upper and two lower, for grabbing and holding us poor little kitties.

7. CECs can breed with both domestic dogs and wolves. So make sure your woofie isn't eyeing the large good looking stranger down the street, it might be a CEC! But if woofie wants to make a "coydog", its gotta be in January, as CECs are sterile the rest of the year.

8. While CECs kill small dogs, big dogs can kill CECs (like, wolves can kill CECs, and CECs kill foxes.)

9. In areas where there are a few wolves, wolves and CECs may breed and produce fertile offspring! This is one of the reasons red wolves are endangered- their numbers were already low when CECs moved in and the two species bred the surviving red wolves out of existence!

10. A CEC litter is between 2 and 12 pups (6 pups being the average), with CECs producing one litter per year. Only 5-20% of CEC pups survive their first year (hah, wimps!).

11. Like kitties, CECs maintain their territory by marking it with urine (but I bet in a marking contest we have some friends how could beat them in a marking contest!)

12. CECs have a lifespan of about 15 years in the wild, about the same as us.

13. A CEC can run at almost 40 mph and can get over a 8' fence!

CECs are a formidable adversary. While I'm practicing on my stuffed coyote, I think avoidance is the best technique, as these guys sound MEAN!!

Wordless Wednesday

Tummy Tuesday

This is Baby. He was Mom's kitty before she got me, so I guess you could say he was the big brother I never knew. Abby's Debra's post on Sunday about Sharky made Mom think of Baby. Her eyes used to water a lot when she thought of him, but not so much any more. He was a young male who strolled through her backyard one day a few years back, and adopted her. He was always an outside kitty, though Mom and Dad let him in every night for a few hours. He was Dad's couch buddy, he would sleep with Dad on the couch for hours, especially weekend afternoons. Mom said Baby was a mellow fellow, and never bothered the other ferals outside (some bean had already taken care of his goody bag before he adopted Mom).

But one day he got bit, and a month or so later started losing weight and his coat looked awful, and he itched all the time. The vet thought it was just an allergy, and gave him a cortisone shot and some antibiotic pills. Mom and Dad would cut the pill in half and Dad would hold him while Mom shoved a pill down his throat. He was actually very tolerant of this. He seemed to get better, and Mom was pleased. But then he started to lose weight again. As you see in the picture, when he adopted Mom, he was a big heathy boy kitty of about 15 pounds of all muscle. But when Mom took him to the vet a second time, he was down to 9 pounds. After some tests, the vet told Mom he had FIV and lymphoma in his tummy. But he wasn't in pain, and was still eating. So she took him home. But it was hard, and she watched him slowly waste away.

Mom and Dad had a Siamese years ago, and made a decision that when it was Baby's time to go to rainbow bridge, they would get a Siamese. Thats how they got me. Mom tells more of the story on my catster page, so some of you may already know it. Mom tells me he was a great kitty, and we would have gotten along great. Too bad I never got to know him.

Mighty Meezer Monday!

I think all of us kitties have been educated on the dangers of vishus deer, thanks to Rocky, Mao and Skeezix. But I'm here to warn all kitties about an equal danger lurking in the great outside, CECs!!! (Cat-Eating Coyotes!) Mom tells me that although there are vishus deer near our mountain house, they tend to keep their distance (probably cause they know I'm protecting the house). It is true, vishus deer actually kill or harm more beans than CECs. But CECs are a real hazard to us kitties, especially if we go outside alone. The last time I was up at our mountain house, I actually HEARD the kitty-blood curdling scream of a CEC in the open space right behind our house! I hid under the bed. But now that I've gotten older and tougher (hunting spiders and bees and all), I think I could protect our mountain house from CECs. So I've been practicing. This is a stuffed CEC (Mom says its not full size), but I can really take it on. If you biggify the picture, you can see my teeth!



I've really been practicing, cause we are going to our mountain house this coming weekend! Mom says the Monday is Presidents day (is there a Kitties day?), and her and Dad are taking Friday off. I'm so excited! I love our mountain house, and Mom says if the weather is nice, she will take me out in my harness! Then I can really take on the CECs! So, I'm working on getting in shape. Mom put together this little video of me working on my CEC-attack technique. Its not the best quality, because its a lot of little 20 second videos taken from her flashy box that she then stuck together. But it does show me attacking! Note the technique, you really gotta get 'um right at the jugular, and good rabbit kicking is essential.



However, Mom says live CECs are much bigger, and could swallow me in a single gulp! So I need to at least work on ways to protect myself. All kitties, beware! Mom says the best protection is to AVOID CECs at all cost. This is probably good advice, but I want to be doubly prepared.

Soggy Sunday

So, its finally doing what it is suppose to do in California in the winter time, RAIN! Mom took me out for a little while, but it was so wet and soggy, I had to be very careful to pick my path to keep my paws dry. But there were still some bees in the rosemary bush, so I harassed on them for a while (this time I didn't get stung). But then we went inside and cuddled up in front of a fire and napped and read.


We got our pre-ordered copy of WE ARE THE KITTIES! Its the perfect thing to read on a soggy weekend. Its so much fun reading stuff all my blogging kitty friends have written on real paper! Although I keep trying to eat it. We just started it, but looking forward to reading what Sammy and Miles, Skeezix, Sanjee and others have to say...I'm going to learn a lot! There are lessons on how to blog, and everything! And what is really neat is all the royalties go to kitties in need. That really warms me up on a rainy day. You can get it from Amazon, but I think there is only one copy left!

WE MADE THE FINALS!!!

I'm so furry excited! Kimo and I are finalists in Skeezix's Valentine contest! Thank you everyone for your moral support when Mom and I were having our technical difficulties. Now we need your vote! Go to Skeezix's site and cast your vote for your favorite valentine. Of course we hope its ours! You have till 11:59 PM PST on February 12th.

My Valentine to Kimo

Whew! I went right up to the last minute getting my valentine to Kimo posted on Skeezix's VD contest site. I could not have done it without Cecilia and the 2bs!!! They had a friend who had Quicktime Pro and was able to resave it in a .mov file that YouTube recognized (even though it was already a .mov file! I surely don't understand....). She uploaded it to her YouTube account and gave me the link. I'm so furry appreciative I could just lick her face and purr all over her! I thought I'd post it here as well for those who might not make it to Skeezix's site.

UPDATE: Mom didn't realize how easy it was to upgrade Quicktime to Quicktime Pro. She did this weekend, and got a version of the valentine that is closer to the original, and on her YouTube Account!



But we really still appreciate Cecilia and the 2bs for helping us make the deadline!

Furry Frustrated!

I am furry frustrated. Poor Mom has been helping me late into the night the past few nights working on a valentine for Kimo. She doesn't have all the cool software programs to do what I really wanted to do, but we made what I thought was a very nice Powerpoint show. Then Mom recorded herself playing fiddle for the music sound track into her I-Pod (she has an older one with a voice recording function). The plan was to save the Powerpoint as a Quicktime movie with her sound track. We tried this with an MP3 file we had and it worked cool. But we have run into two BIG problems. First, YouTube doesn't recognize the Powerpoint movie as a regular Quicktime move, and we don't have Quicktime Pro to save it as a regular Quicktime movie.

And second, Powerpoint doesn't recognize the wav file the I-POD made. So she recorded herself onto her minidisc recorder (it sounded much better anyway), and was going to make a CD from her stereo system, then rip that as an MP3. But Dad changed all the wiring on the stereo system and it won't work! Mom is in tears.

So I'll probably send Kimo the powerpoint movie without the sound track (it really isn't as nice without it), so at least he can see it. But I guess I can't enter it into Skeezix's contest. And I'm sorry I haven't been around to everyone's blogs...this has been taking so much time! I'm going to go eat some more bugs......

UPDATE: Mom was able to figure out how to convert the wav file to an aiff file, and was able to complete the Powerpoint-derived Quicktime movie. It still won't upload to YouTube. So if you would like me to send it to you so you can see it, leave a comment with your email address. Its about 12MB.

Wordless Wednesday

(I know those buzzy bugs are out there somewhere)

UPDATE FROM YESTERDAY: I'm feeling fine, thanks for all of your concern. My paw swelling is down, and I'm back to my usual run-through-the-house self.

Tough Cat Tuesday

So, Mom stayed home Monday cause she had appointments this morning. But she was suppose to work this afternoon. But it was another nice day, and I begged and begged to go out. So we went out front where the rosemary bush and the buzzy flying bugs were. I just had to chase them! I really attacked them, and got one down onto the ground! I was so tough! But just when I was going in for the kill, it bit me! I shook it, and tried to be bad, but it HURT! So I layed down by Mom and looked at her. She lafed a me! But then she got a little worried, and took me in the house. She got these long tweezy things and some supper strong funny looking eye glasses. I let her put me on her lap and look at my paw, it was so achy! Then, she yanked out this hideous looking thing! But afterward, I wanted to go out again, so again we went out, and I I saw buzzy things! I thought about gettting one, and really showing them who is boss. But Mom wouldn't let me get one, so after patroling the yard, we went back in.

But a little later, I wasn't feeling so good. My left paw started to look a little funny and big.

Instead of playing when Dad got home like a usually do, I decided all I wanted to do was sleep. It remined me of how I felt when I got my last set of kitty shots. But a good nap always does wonders.

Meezer Monday: A Meezer to look up to

I think most of you know I had a major crush on Latte when I first started blogging. In fact, Mom and I read his blog for about 2 months before deciding to jump into the cat blogosphere, and it was through his blog I met all of you! I've gotten a little older and more mature, and our relationship has matured into more of a brotherly/sisterly affection. Even so, he will always have a special place in my heart, so I wrote him a valentine:

A Meezer to look up to


When the leaves were falling
And the wind was wont to blow
My new Mom came and got me
A home to play and grow

She had a meezer years ago
A sealy just like me
But so she thought she should review
The Siamese necessities

So on the internet she went
And searched into the night
To find more information
To help me in my plight

And lots of stuff did she find
On Meezers seal and blue
There was so much, it was so hard,
To know who to listen too

And then one day she stumbled
Onto this interesting blog
Of a darling seal point Latte,
And Chase and Kaze the snuggle hog

Night after night upon Mom’s lap
I’d read about Latte’s days
My heart had such a crush on him
He had such wonderful ways!

I begged and begged for my own blog
I simply had to meet
This gorgeous meezer who just like me
Had eyes so blue and sweet

Mom started me a Catster page
So tentatively I told him
All about my kitty crush
Though I knew that he was taken

He was so kind and generous
And kindly put out his paw
And introduced me to all his friends
And taught me how to blog

And so I got to meet at last
All of these cool kitties,
Skeezix, Luxor, Daisy, Dragonheart and all the rest
And I even like Cheysuli!

And dear Latte it was for you
That I met handsome Kimo
Is he really the one for me?
Only time will show

But oh he seems so smitten
And so my wings to fly
You guided me so gently
To Kimo my heart to try

The kitty blogosphere is here
All great and large and new
But my heart will always hold a place
That will only be for you

I LOVE WEEKENDS!

I just love weekends! The weather has been so nice, Mom takes me out a lot on my harness. Mom likes it cause she can finally get my eyes to look nice! But I like it cause I can do cool things, and today, I got to CLIMB TREES! This was a great way to keep my mind from wandering to handsome Kimo and valentines....

This tree is great cause it is old an twisted, and has places I can get to that Mom can still reach. Birds were right above me. I stared, and stared, and really wanted to catch them!

We went over to the tree in the other corner of the yard, and I just had to try to get those birds, so I got into my best postition.....

but alas, my harness just wouldn't let me go far enough! Mom says both trees are froot trees, but I didn't see any frootbats in them. But I did see one of the neighborhood ferals, and I really wanted to talk to her....


But she wasn't interested. Oh well. I guess I better go study up on the Superbowl...since it sounds like any cat who is a cat will be watching tomorrow.....