Monday, June 25, 2007
Ok, this is not funny. I said I didn't want to go to the vets and here I am in the green box! Not even becoming invisible helped today. Oh the cruelty, the injustice, the pure unadulterated evil of you humans. Let me out! Let me out! Pleeeeeeaaaase let me out! I hate the box, hate the car, hate the sniffing dogs, hate the guy in the white coat, and why are they always putting needles in me? Oh, let me out!
Monday, June 18, 2007
THE GREEN BOX! The tool of the devil! Oh what did I do to deserve this? I AM NOT GOING TO THE VETS AND THATS FINAL! I am making myself invisible and one can not shove one into the evil green box who one cannot see! I am not above biting the hand that feeds me you know. I'm not here. You can't see me and I am not going!
Thursday, June 14, 2007
I am a genius with mad skills. Who would think that a cat could fit in guitar, let alone be able to work out that the strings needed to be cut first! Genius. Pure unadulterated brilliance! I'm so smart!
Now how do I get out? Darn...didn't plan that one so well. "Help!"
Sunday, June 10, 2007
Friday, June 8, 2007
The humans keep changing my environment. Today is was a vase of flowers on my favorite jumping off place. Well, I suppose I didn't mind that so much. Flower stems feel great between my teeth and it did give me a chance to do some re-organizing of my own. Plus flower heads are fun to kick around on the floor! I wouldn't suggest eating the petals of this kind though. Made me sick all over the new rug. As an aside, I love this picture. I'm so handsome!
Wednesday, June 6, 2007
All stop to admire the slendifousness that is me! Pay attention to me. I'm the cutest thing on four legs and I'm dieing for a belly rub. Look at it. Here it is. I know you want it. I know you cannot resist my fuzzy belly. Here it is. Come 'n get it!
Monday, June 4, 2007
Midnight the Wonder Cat here. Getting ready for my close-up. Posing for portraits isn't all its cracked up to be. There is all the preening and prepping that I have to do. It can take hours for a full tongue bath. I have to watch my figure, (catnip helps). There's all the extra naps I need to take to keep the bags from under my eyes. The manicures, (though l'artiste calls it "scrathing the couch", how vulgar!) which have to be repeated often. Then there is finding just the right pose and holding it long enough for l'artiste to capture my spendiforous likeness. Its the price I pay for immortality. The egyptians had it right when they worshipped cats!
Saturday, June 2, 2007
Today I became invisible. My human left the room. When she came back I was noowhere to be seen! She called me and called me. She looked under the sofa and the coffee table. She looked in the other room. She looked behind the tv. She looked in the kitchen and bathroom. She looked in my bed and in that cardboard box by the door. But it was no use because I was invisible.
I am so clever! She couldn't find me. She even said out loud, "he definately isn't on the sofa...". Just when she said she was going to miss me, I sprung out from behind my...I mean I reappeared! I am a genius! No human is a match for my utter brilliance!