The Nightmare During Christmas

I could hardly believe it friends, just when I was recovering from the nightmare from before came the nightmare during. Christmas morning I heard the doorbell ring and I knew company had arrived as I'd been prepped for days before.

Dad's parents were coming as they do most years, and I was excited to see them. I remembered how much fun they all had admiring me last Christmas as I played Hot Wheels with Dad.

I heard everyone come inside and I waited the appropriate amount of time in the bedroom, to develop the right buzz over "Would Fin make an appearance," gotta keep em guessing. When I felt the timing was right, I strolled out in plain view and guess what happened?

Nothing! No one even noticed, except Mom.

I assumed they were distracted with breakfast prep, so I went back to the bedroom to make my entrance again. When they were all seated for breakfast I anxiously sat in the hall, waiting to be noticed. Ready to leap into action, and...

Nothing! Mom said "Oh look there's Finny!" and not a single person looked!

I decided to bring out the big guns. Surely no one can resist the kitty under the tree pose. Dad saw the effort and called out "Oh look Finny is under the tree!"

Nothing Again! At this point I was getting peeved and I did what any self-respecting grannycat would do. I whapped at the Christmas tree branches like there was no tomorrow!

Still Nothing! So I did the only thing left in my arsenal.

I used the litter box. Although it was noticed, no one took time to admire me or my efforts. I spent the rest of the visit on the big bed. Who needs this kind of irritation?

The Nightmare Before Christmas

I didn't want to ruin anyone's holiday by telling this scary story before now. I advise any kittens to move on too... nothing to read here.

It was the day before Christmas, and I was just minding my own business taking a nap under the Christmas tree when I heard the scariest sound in the world, scarier even than thunder, the door of the lair of The Evil Dyson opening. I could hear Dad wrestle it's tail as it tried to attach itself to the wall.

It sounded like an epic battle, but The Evil Dyson won out and I heard it's evil roar in the hall. I realized I was trapped! My exit route through the office shut out, and The Evil Dyson and Dad were wrestling down the hall. I made a break for the kitchen, as it sometimes seems to fear tile floors.

The Evil Dyson rounded the corner into the den as it hungrily ate up the floor between us. Dad wrestled it by the neck and by the tail but it still came for me. I raced from the kitchen, over Mom's chair, down the back of the sofa, over the half wall, down the hall, over Mom's foot as I screamed "RUN MOM!!", and finally into the safety of the closet.

Here is the freakiest part, I swear I heard it laughing as I ran, and it sounded like my parents. I hope you can sleep tonight friends, I know I still have nightmares.

Mom on Monday

I have a funny Fin post planned, but I think I'm too brain dead to manage it tonight.

Here we are in what I like to call Middle Holiday. You are pretty much out of holiday gas but you still have New Year's Eve on the horizon, and you have to push it on through. Woman Up, just when you want to nap till 2011.

You're caught between wanting it all to be over, so you can stop eating leftovers (maybe have a nice piece of fruit) and still keeping up the holiday spirit for just a little bit longer (who needs fruit when you have some wrapped in pie dough still in the fridge?).

Should you put away the decorations, or just call it eccentric and leave em up all year long (maybe change out the ornaments seasonally)? The decorations do look nice, and frankly I'm all about a twinkle light. It could work...

I just hope no one is expecting any kind of mental acuity tomorrow.

Floofy Friday

Do you know how good I've been for weeks? Well I decided it was time to change all that. I'm a cat. 

I gotta be me, and Sandy Claws needs to be okay with that. If he isn't, well I have people to buy me treats and toys. I have it on good authority though that he understands our ways, and loves us kitties just the way we are.

He wants to spread good cheer and what is more cheerful than watching a kitty whap an ornament from the tree? Or play smackypaw with the stocking hanging above their bed? Or laying on the table to snoopervise wrapping when you're not supposed to be on the table?

What Mom? I'm laying on what? The freshly washed table cloth! I had no idea. I was just gonna help with the bag here. You know, jump in and check for sturdiness. Maybe do a taste test on the paper.

Boo Ya! 

Take this bunnykicking table cloth! You're no match for me!

Happiest of Holiday Wishes to all of my friends! 

Who needs more treats when I have all of you?

Waiting Wednesday

It's getting close to the big holidays. Christmas will be fun as always. My Grandparents are coming to town as they usually do. I really like the guy who looks like the older version of Dad.

They spend a lot of time admiring me, so who doesn't like that? This year they are bringing some friends too, and I imagine they too will want to admire me. I'm not sure I will allow that. I'll be playing it cool and aloof and taking a wait and see approach..

Of course if they are not "Cat People" I will make every effort to love up on em. I feel it's important to sway them to our side. If they are "Cat People" I'll make em work for it.

Then the next week is Birthday week. Mom and I share the same Birthday on January 1. No one knows my exact birth date but Mom counted back and figured I was born right around then and asked me to share. I agreed of course. As long as we don't have to share presents. I doubt she'd want my mouse anyway, but you never know.

I'm going to turn 14 and Mom is gonna turn... what Mom? Aren't you going to share your age too? No? We'll see.

I make 14 look good don't I? Gray is my color.

Now and

Then... I was about a year old. See my tabby stripes?

Mr Sun

Dear Mr Sun,

I see you've finally taken my advice from this Summer and taken a little break. I haven't seen much of you in a few days now. Luckily my grannycat skills are sharp and, even without your cues, I manage to get Mom out of that bed every morning at 4:30am.

The Cloud Family seems to have totally staked out your turf. I gotta tell you, I'm not a huge fan of them. I think that Cirrus is high, and Nimbus is a total drip. They're even covering over Lady Moon's work, and you know what a Diva she can be. I bet she is hissed off.

I'm happy you're taking some time off (maybe a vacation in Australia?), but try not to stay away too long okay. I really miss the little ones, Puddles and Patches. Maybe you could send them back with your wife Beam?

Your Fan,

Finny De Floof

Floofy Friday

We had a freak spell of warm weather and I got in some Porch Time the beginning of the week! I was on guard as Dad reported a recent sighting of The Chubby Tabby in the yard.

 

 Nope, no chubby tabby here.

Is that tabby I smell? There is only room for one tabby on this porch. 

In case some of you thought I created my own Good Kitty Club badge yesterday. No. I was accepted into the club by my dear friend Inigo before he passed recently. I feel him straightening my halo sometimes.

What does everyone have planned for the weekend? Mom and Dad are attending Mom's work holiday party this weekend. I hope they bring me some scraps. Mom has had a stressful week and is hoping to sit in a chair and stare. Sounds good to me as long as her lap is open. 

It's turned cold again so I like my odds on getting in some quality lap time. Hope you all have a great weekend and stay toasty and warm. 

Chubby Tabby, I have my eyes on you!