Floofy Friday

The oddest thing can ruin a good shot - like wind beneath my floof.
I hope these are the winds of change - positive change.
Have a great weekend my friends.
I hope the winds of change are bringing us all more joy and love.


Honest Meme

I was tagged by my little sister in floof (LSIF) and my little sister in honorary floof (LSIHF)(Siena and Chilli) with this fun meme/award.

Here were the rules (you know I won't follow all of them, right LSIF and LSIHF?)

"When accepting this auspicious award, you must write a post bragging about it, including the name of the misguided soul who thinks you deserve such acclaim, and link back to said person so everyone knows he or she is real. Choose a minimum of 7 blogs that you find brilliant in content or design. Or improvise by including bloggers who have no idea who you are because you don’t have 7 friends. Show the 7 random victims’ names and links and leave a harassing comment informing them that they were prized with “Honest Weblog.” Well, there’s no prize, but they can keep the nifty icon. List at least ten honest things about yourself. Then, pass it on! "

Here is an honest picture in my sink. I'm a bit irritated at being disturbed.

  1. I love my sink. I sleep in there all the time (especially in the summer). My parents never use my side of vanity (they're well trained).
  2. I was a total Daddy's Girl, but as I'm getting older I really show Mommy some lovin too now. I never used to let Daddy see us snuggling together, now I'm okay with it.
  3. My meow changed after I went to the Vet to be fixed, it became deeper and more gravely. It's allowed me and my family to converse really well and it never hurt (and it's plenty loud). They think my vocal cords might have been nicked.
  4. I once threw myself at the cable man (I had to be locked up till he left, so he could "work"). Mommy thinks he washed his pants in nip.
  5. I've never not used my litter box, even when I locked myself in Mom's office for hours.
  6. I let Mommy hold my front paws when we snuggle.
  7. I'm not a fan of being picked up, but when I am, I prefer being held belly up.
  8. My fur is extremely soft, like mink I'm told. My parents can't get enough.
  9. I once had my own dog, a blond blue-eyed husky. Her name was Koda. I loved to play with her floofy tail and she never minded.
  10. The Mocking Bird in my yard scares me, he actually mocks me. I would break my no-kill policy in his case.
  11. Other than bugs I've never killed anything, that was living.

Here is where the rules get broken - I tag any of my friends who want to play. I like to hear honest stuff about any of you.


Lady Floofington

Today, you may call me Lady Floofington. I'm entering my snowshoe paws in Cosmo's Toehawk challenge.

I was trying to bring my paw up for a perfect shot here, but of course the Pawparrazzi missed it.
Let's go in for a closer look. Notice the bit of floof on the front paw.

Enjoy yourself.

Mommy Edit:: I love these little tabby cuffs on my girl.


Acatemy Award Winners

Well it's time to roll out the Red Carpet - the winners of the Acatemy Awards are:

Tybalt - Lifetime Achievement for Best Movie Reviews on Friday

The CCSI Group (My SIF MoMo is involved and the many other cats and dogs behind the scenes) they are all worthy of a Lifetime Achievement for the many creative capers they have produced.

Siena and Chilli - Early in Lifetime Achievement for Best Shorts

Thanks for playing this week. You are all winners in my book! You can post your Acatemy Award with pride in your accomplishments (if you want to).

If I missed anyone let me know in the comments, I tried really hard not too. Oh and special thanks to Mimi for giving us the actual award.


5 PM - A Love Story

Fade In

FIN sleeps on the big bed. She stretches sweetly as she realizes the time draws close. FIN takes a long and luxurious lick bath, making sure each fur is in its place. She leaps from the bed and lands soundly on the bedroom floor, she takes a moment to re-adjust her fur.

Suddenly FIN realizes her bath has taken too long and hurriedly begins her preparations. FIN dashes to the kitchen and wolfs down any remnants of food in her dish. She runs to the living room and moves her mouse SCOOTEY back to his place under the table. FIN realizes his placement is too perfect, and tries to adjust him with her paws. Still not right, she picks him up in her mouth and tosses him gently so he lands belly-up and casual-like. FIN is pleased with the results.

(Cue sound effect of car on the street and the garage door opener) FIN runs through the office towards the laundry room. She sits down and tries several poses in an effort to look welcoming, but not overly so. She also tries several lying down positions.

(Cue sound effect of a car pulling into the garage on the other side of the laundry room door. The lumbering sounds of a human woman approach the door).

FIN (excitedly rolls unto her back exposing her soft tender underbelly): Meowme Meowme! Ra-ow Ra-ow!

The door opens to reveal MOMMY as she enters from the garage. MOMMY's face is transformed with love as she sees our leading lady.

MOMMY (Sweetly as she drops her purse and bows towards FIN): How is my perfect furry girl? I missed you today. Did you miss me?

FIN (lovingly as she wriggles with joy): Mer-ow, Mew!

MOMMY bends down and scoops up sweet FIN in her arms. FIN basks in the adoration (for a full 10 seconds) as MOMMY squeezes her.

FIN (indicating she would like to be set down now): Mah!

MOMMY gently places FIN on the floor as she heads down the hall. Out of the corner of FIN's eye she sees THE BALL has placed itself in MOMMY's path. FIN races past MOMMY and attacks THE BALL with a solid blow to it's evil green plastic. THE BALL rolls cowardly into the living room as FIN races beyond to ensure it's submission.

THE BALL (fearfully): Tinkle Tinkle Tinkle

MOMMY (filled with awe): You saved me my sweet cat!

MOMMY and FIN go into the kitchen together. MOMMY cracks open a can of food while our leading lady rubs against her legs. We hear loud purring. The screen edges pull in till MOMMY and FIN are surrounded by a black screen in a heart shape.


Fade Out

Remember to let us know if you are playing for an Acatemy Award (see prior post below) by Sunday. Everyone who plays gets an Acatemy so there are no "it's just nice to be nominated moments."


2:30am - The Ball Menace

Fade In

FIN is seen in profile, lying in the dimly lit living room. Her head is resting on her front paws. She stares intently, and warily, at an object just out of camera view. Camera pulls out to reveal THE BALL (a ball toy cage made of green plastic which holds a shiny, menacing bell at it's dark and evil heart). It sits directly in front of our heroine.

FIN rolls onto her back as she pretends to ignore it. After a few moments FIN twists her head to look at THE BALL as it mocks her with it's silent taunts. FIN flips suddenly to face THE BALL, and it doesn't back down. FIN reaches out gracefully with her paw and almost touches it, but suddenly she leaps up and saunters towards the mouth of the hallway.

FIN thoughtfully listens for the sounds of her sleeping parents (Cue sound effect of very loud snoring). She is pleased her family is safe. She looks at THE BALL with disinterest, but as she turns her head back to the camera we see the glint of mayhem in her eyes. FIN saunters casually past THE BALL and tucks quickly behind a cabinet.

Cut to THE BALL in the foreground and FIN in the background. FIN settles into a crouch and wiggles her hind quarters as she prepares for a vicious attack. FIN pounces in slow mo. THE BALL is helpless as it's caught in her ferocious bite (cue sound effect of the screaming tinkle of its jingle bell).

FIN stops mid-kill as she turns towards her sleeping parents (Cue sound effect of their snoring disrupted). FIN drops THE BALL and covers it with her paws to silence it's evil screaming. FIN wiggles her upper body to disorient it and whaps it hardly. THE BALL rolls swiftly towards the hall and the sleeping parents beyond.

THE BALL (loudly and menacingly): Tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, tinkle

FIN races after THE BALL as it rolls towards her family. FIN throws herself on it, just as it makes a final break for the bedroom. FIN whaps THE BALL and it rolls in terror back to its living room lair. FIN curls up in the hallway corner, still vigilant and wary of another attack. Her parents snore loudly, blissfully unaware of the danger they've been rescued from.

Fade Out


4:30am - The Aria

Fade in

Our heroine, FIN, is seen sleeping at the foot of the big bed. She is sandwiched between two large shapes wrapped in blankets. FIN stretches sweetly as she wakes up from her nap. FIN moves to MOMMY's head and gently taps MOMMY on the face with her paw.

FIN (sweetly): May I have your tickets please?

MOMMY (groggy and grumpy): What?!? You can forget it. I am not getting up to feed you - and don't even start with that mewing business!!

FIN (under breath, but amiably): Okay for you the performance will be free tonight.

FIN leaps down from the bed in slow mo, and moves to the doorway to the hallway. FIN is illuminated by the nightlights. The screen morphs with wavy lines to indicate a dream sequence is beginning. The scene is transformed as the lovely FIN is shown on a stage with a spot light on her.

FIN (tuning her vocal instrument): Mew, mew, mew, mew, meeew.

MOMMY (crabbily): Oh here we go again!

FIN is encouraged by the shout of glee from the audience. A white cape is thrown from the audience which lands on FIN's shoulders. FIN shrugs as the cape sweeps over her shoulders dramatically.

FIN sings for three minutes. The aria includes many variations on meow including Mew, Merr and the very popular Ra-ow. FIN completes her operatic aria and the crowd begins to throw roses at her feet. FIN clears her throat and begins her encore.

Cut to a pillow camera shot, as a small decorative pillow sails through the air towards our plucky heroine FIN. We see FIN smartly avoid the pillow by stepping to the side.

The dream sequence ends as we see darling FIN standing in the hallway surrounded by socks, a pillow, and a small towel on her shoulders. FIN lays down under the towel as her eyes sparkle (with enhanced computer graphics). FIN rests her darling head on the pillow for a nap.

Fade Out


Acatemy Awards

I thought it might be fun to join the excitement over the regular Academy Awards and celebrate with our own version. The Acatemy Awards will celebrate the achievements of cats in film. You can show your achievements by posting a movie, screenplay, movie review, movie poster, or insert your idea here.

If you want to play - just create a post that celebrates film before Sunday and post your info in these comments. On Monday I will do a wrap-up with everyone who played. I don't want to be a judge of your creative efforts - so just post your best and that's going to win you this photo to post on your blog! (Optional - Mommy made it herself)

To get your thoughts flowing you can look back at two of my old screenplays (5am and 6am - The Sequel). I will be playing too, with a couple of new screenplays of my own this week. See you on the red carpet!

Update: You can use previously posted material and re-post it too. We are pretty casual here at the H.C.


Award Season

It's award season here in the U.S. as we get ready for the Academy Awards on Sunday. I have a little idea brewing for a fun activity for anyone who wants to play this week - Please check back tomorrow for the details.

On another front, I recently received this lovely award from my new friends Cliff and Olivia.

It was so nice of them! I have seen that quite a few of my friends have already received this lovely award (no surprise - all my friends are awesome). So here are the guidelines:

“LOVE YA” award winner… These blogs are exceedingly charming. These kind bloggers aim to find and be friends. They are not interested in self-aggrandizement. Our hope is that when the ribbons of these prizes are cut, even more friendships are propagated. Please give more attention to these writers. Deliver this award to eight bloggers who must choose eight more and include this cleverly-written text into the body of their award.

Since I am not sure who has this one, and I hate to leave anyone out, if you don't have it yet and you're on my blog list please consider yourself a winner and post it with pride.


My Floofy Valentine

Who is my Secret Valentine?

Here is your hint - three words - Blissful, Scorching Kip!
Can a grannycat ever have too many mancats to admire or
to be admired by? I think not.

Go ahead - drink it all in. Let the snorgles begin!
Happy Valentines Day Everyone!

My Moves

Have you ever noticed how sometimes your humans can grow obsessed with you and everything you are doing? The other day I was hanging out in the bedroom (semi-napping) and Mom cruises past the door, clearly looking for something. She spotted me and then she kept right on walking, like she totally wasn't looking for me. I thought it was a fluke or she would send the Pawparrazzi in.

A few hours later I was lounging in the living room (surveying my turf) and I saw her wandering around the house, clearly looking for me again! I could tell she was getting a bit agitated as she passed by all my regular spots with no luck. She started calling me with her dead-on imitation of me (really it's freakishly dead-on) which I ignored, of course (I'm not a dog). Finally, on the way to the kitchen, she spotted me and again acted like I was not her prey.

I don't know what she's thinking - these are my moves. I use these on her all the time. I have every reason to keep an eye on my lap and reliable can opener, but what reason does she have to follow me around? I am not the one who leaves the house.



Well I am beat. As you can see I'd had enough of the Pawparrazzi.
Mom has a bit of a headache (and threatening an early bedtime). Daddy is watching some fancy dog show on TV and it's making me very nervous... Don't get any ideas. I better get snuggling both of them so they forget all about cute, furry and obedient pets. I mean disobedient, err independent cats are really best.


Madame Secretary

Today is the Cat Inaugural Ball.
Any cat want to come with me? I think I'm allowed to invite guests - I'm probably breakin a rule but I live for that.

Here I am (ready for the Red Carpet) - pretty fancy huh?

I'm excited about my cabinet post as Secretary of the Interior. I'm gathering up my paint chips and carpet samples so I can spruce up interiors everywhere. I'll be starting here at the H.C. but I plan on branching out to help kitties everywhere with their interiors too.

Don't worry kitties, unlike Mommy, I am willing to chose colors that don't go with my coat. Have you ever noticed that almost everything in my world matches me? Odd huh. Seems someone is very taken with a certain color combination.


DTHC - It's a Short Trip

My new friends Cliff and Olivia have started an official campaign to Drive The Humans Crazy (DTHC). Well as you can imagine, this is right up my ally, as I have been waging my own campaign for - well, my whole life really. Cliff and Olivia had some great ideas, but I thought I would add some of my own fully tested suggestions:
  • Pretend that you love your new food when they bring home the "Test Can." but when they buy the full case - pretend they bought the wrong kind and that you don't like it anymore.

  • When they feed you (after a full 1/2 hour of mewling) just lick the gravy off, then paw around your dish (like you are burying it for later) before you abandon it.

  • If your food is really smelly, make it last as long as possible - nothing says Home like the smell of ocean whitefish and shrimp.

Good fun. Oh I could go on and on. You know, I could write a book - wait I did write a book (glares at ghostwriter and hopeless slacker).

Now I am off to get ready for the inaugural ball for Coco (our new Cat President) tomorrow. I've been given the position of Secretary of the Interior in the new cat government. I'm so excited.



Test Drive

No Mommy, I'm not interested in playing with the new feather toy.

Okay, maybe just a quick inspection - just for quality control.

Well, maybe just a quick test drive....


Word Wednesday

Cap-ti-va-ting - Capturing interest as if by a spell; bewitching; to attract and hold the attention or interest of; enchanting

Is it working? Do you want to give me treats?


Tails on Tuesday

You again!

I heard Mommy saying that she felt like she was chasing her own tail which is funny because I've never noticed she had one.
P.S. I'm still waiting to see the Congressional Tail Out. I really wonder what their tails will look like.



Well friends, as you may know, I didn't win the honor of cat president. Our new President of Cats is Coco. One look at her acceptance speech and it was clear to me that we couldn't ask for a better Cat President. I hope our new Madame President (boy that sounds nice) allows me to serve as a member of her administration or even on her cabinet. I have hopes to be her Secretary of the Interior, since as a housecat, I am very familiar with life "on the inside."

I have spent the large majority of my twelve years indoors, and I think I can give great insight on how to make the most of it. I have always been an industrious cat and I have found many ways to leave my mark (and I'm not just talking about with my cat hair either). I hope I can show all of the young ones out there that even one small housecat can make a difference in the world.

I'm a bit late in this next item - my great friends at The Crews Views gave me this very nice award. Updated to reflect that Grrreta also gave me the award.

"This blog invests and believes the PROXIMITY - nearness in space, time and relationships! These blogs are exceedingly charming. These kind bloggers aim to find and be friends. They are not interested in prizes or self-aggrandizement. Our hope is that when the ribbons of these prizes are cut, even more friendships are propagated. Please give more attention to these writers! Deliver this award to eight bloggers who must choose eight more and include this cleverly-written text into the body of their award."

I'd been hoping I was charming, friendly, and deserving of attention. Uh oh did that seem self-aggrandizing? Boy I hope not. Blogging has brought me many great friends and I'm not sure which of them have been given this award already. I thought I might highlight a few of my new friends for this award. I hope you take the opportunity to make them your friends too:

Mr Tuck
Peanut Butter and Jenny
Country Cats
Madame President Coco

I know it's only seven, you didn't think I'd ruin my street cred by following all the rules now did you? Nope, I'm still a rebel.

P.S. Was anyone else dissapointed to learn that the Super Bowl has nothing to do with extra cat treats?