Dawgy Danger

Maybe it's the season, but I was very disturbed when I saw this picture being passed between Mom and Dad's emails. Mom saw this picture on Khyra's blog (I know it's shocking but I do have dawg pals too).

Holy Cod, even I think this baby dawg is cute!

Luckily the baby dawg is in another state, surely they wouldn't dream of bringing it here? 

I have managed to stay an only pet for about three years now and I have ever intention of keeping it that way. I loved my husky dawg but I am fine without another. I still have bad memories of the foster dog that wanted to eat me. 

No I do not want a kitten to teach things to. I have a blog and a book for that.

My parents have gotten the new pet fever in the past but things have always cooled. Dad is usually on the new pooch trail and Mom on the new kitten trail. So Mom sending this email message to Dad is a blatant violation of the one pet policy.

I purr that this too shall pass. Please join me in a moment of (dawg and kitten free) silence that Dad stands firm... but really, look at that face. I wonder if I can delete that email before Dad sees it?

My Good Times - Ruined

I had an awesome weekend of porch time planned, and Mom was planning on curling up on the sofa with Dad and a pile of movies. It couldn't have sounded better to me. Mom was going to make-up for all the "hard work" she's been doing all week (her words - not mine) by spending some quality family time with us.

Friday she stayed at her work till 6pm. Saturday she went in at 8am and did not return till 11am. Sunday was the worst.

I had finally been allowed out on the porch, and I was sniffing and rolling. The Pawparrazzi was hot on my trail but it was lovely just the same. Suddenly she heard the ring of the bat phone, and I was shuttled inside.
The rest of the day she was "working from home".

It got me wondering what it is she does all day at this "Work" place? Mostly she talked on the phone and used her computer... and she does that here - for free. I guess she's pretty good at it, but I don't know that I would pay her for it. Not sure what I thought she did, as long as it didn't involve snuggling and playing with other cats all day. Do you ever wonder what your humans do for work?

She better have big plans to make all this up to me this week. I'm just saying.

Floofy Friday

Mom: Fin. Finny. Stop moving so much, I can't get a good pic.

Fin: I don't see how that's my problem.

Mom: Look this way... come on!

Mom: Purfect! er, Perfect!

The Pawparrazzi is relentless, even when chasing a moth. Mom finally has fresh batteries and has found the cord to the camera. Sigh. My weekend will be filled with flashy lights in the face I'm sure.

What do you have planed? The weather promises to be pleasant, so I'm hoping for lots of Porch Time. Have an awesome weekend whatever you're doing.

Schedule Change

This should come as no surprise to my faithful readers, I run a pretty tight ship around here. I have a schedule and I like it when it's kept. I work tirelessly (no actually I can get tired, but I buckle down) to ensure Mom is awake and out of the bed by 5:30am every day. No excuses. Weekends? Doesn't matter to me.

Since I have to get up even earlier (I need to limber up and do my vocal exercises) I like to hit the sheets pretty early. I can get a little crabby if Mom is not in the bed by 10:00pm at the latest. Imagine my irritation when she stayed up till almost midnight last night and didn't arrive home tonight till 8:45pm. Blah Blah, something about having to work late, and then being too wound up to sleep.

Um, that's what string toys were invented for Mom - just bat it around a few times and you'll wear yourself out. If that doesn't work surely there must be a human catnip you can roll around in. Get a grip, and more importantly get to bed.

We've Got a Secret

Sometimes, I think Mom enjoys my naughty disregard of the rules.

Before the days of her laptop, she would sit at Dad's desk and use the desktop computer. As soon as she settled in, I enjoyed joining her. My favorite spot was right between the keyboard and her chest, since I was a kitten. It was primo petting!

Dad was not a fan of my being on the desk, no one understands why - something about floofy fur on the desk and equipment? As soon as we would hear the garage door, Mom would tell me to get down before he saw us together. Occasionally he would catch us and we would both be scolded, but it didn't stop us.

Mom likes to break a rule too.

Tonight, she sat down at the desk again and I joined her. The petting was just as good as I remembered and she whispered that she loved spending this snuggle time with me too. I hope she starts using the desk again... and I hope Dad doesn't read this post.

Does your human like to break the rules?

Moth Monday

Thwap thwap thwap

::Whispering:: Did you hear that?

There it is...

It's a big juicy moth!!

I shall kill it! Now lift me up there Mom... Never mind I'll just leap onto the window shade! Oh he's making a break for the kitchen door!

Got em! Grannycat has mad skills. Sorry about the window treatments Mom. Can you clean up the carcass, you know I don't eat moths. They tend to repeat on me.

Floofy Friday - Live Strong

Do I look Yella to you?

Well good, I meant to. I'm not Yella in a scaredy-cat way, but in a feline warrior way. You see I'm going Yellow to support Live Strong Day on October 2. Many bloggers are posting yellow to show their support for those who live with (No, better yet, Survive) Cancer, and to show their support to ones who love them. 

Cancer touches so many of us unfortunately, furries and humans alike. Although great strides have been made in treating it over the years, we can only hope that there is a lot more left to do. We'd like to take a moment and remember all our friends and relatives that live with this disease and fight it like all the warriors they are. Mom and I would also like to purr for the ones who left us too soon. 

(Humans may purr metaphorically, cause that would be weird)

Mom sends comforting e-hugs and I'm sending e-nose taps that all of our friends are Living Strong and well. Have a yellow and strong weekend.