It Already Arrived!

Mom came home and found a white box by our front door. When she looked at the return address she was pleased to see that the hammock had arrived. She brought it in and put it down quietly because in the other hand she had a shopping bag from our favorite store, Pet Club. 

Right away Jake convinced Mom to play chase with the new wand toy with him and Sophie. Jake has so much energy that he's taken up the habit of finding a stack of Mom's important business papers and just tearing them up. He lies on top of the papers and reaches down with his mouth and just rips away, moving his head from side to side, as if he were chewing a mouses head off. Mom figured out the boy is bored. Even though he has several play-it-alone toys, he requires at least two half an hour sessions of play with mom a day.

 
Fairly soon Cookie came over and went into a sniffing frenzy around the white box. Mom knew that it could be the wonderful smell of the Forty Paws gang, but with Cookies intensity, she thought there must be something else besides a hammock in that box. When mom opened the box, I, Cookie, Jake and Sophie all scrambled a top her to get a wiff. Uh and after reading the note, it was confirmed. Primo organic NIP had been sprinkled throughout the contents of the box. Cookie who doesn't play around where NIP is involved, claimed the soft fleecy fabric for herself. She plopped her entire fat self right on top of the fabric part of the hammock that was on Momma's lap and that was that. She growled at all us other cats who tried to sniff the fabric. We had to content ourselves with nip that was deposited on the PCV tubes. Mom said we have to wait until the weekend for her to assemble the hammock. She needs to rest up before attempting the mechanical thinking that she fears may be involved. This is a very busy week for Mom after work. Friday is her turn to bring in treats for the school staff. She likes people to feel taken care of, so she likes to provide different foods, for different palates.

Besides, Jake has been sleeping on the bed this week with Cookie mysteriously sleeping in other secret spots. So no one will suffer if she waits to assemble the hammock.

Returning to the topic of Jake's hyper nature...he absolutely has a fit when mom tries to put our harness on him, so she ordered a new type of harness. This is a picture of a different kitty in it. We just ordered

it yesterday.

Mom also ordered extra balls for his "Peek-a-Prize" Toy Box, a Panic Mouse and other toys that will hopefully be self-entertaining. She even ordered him new cat DVD's called "Mewvie DVD Collection." She's hoping to create a toy rotation system to keep the guy happily busy. He has become the most affectionate of cats. When mom scratches his back he covers her hand with kisses. 

Does anyone have advice for dealing with a hyper kitten? We're grateful that Mom picked him because he's the type that would drive other people insane and may have been returned to the shelter for his misbehaving ways. As naughty as he is, he's five times as cute, or so my Mom says. He's not going anywhere. Except maybe up a wall.

Don't Tell Jake, but He's Getting a Hammock

Jake: Mom, why did Maw say that I had to watch out for the guy in blue shorts on Monday or Tuesday?

Mom: Oh, there might be a secret something coming your way.

Jake: I like it when the blue short guy rings the doorbell because then I get a chance to run, run, run. 

Mom: Uh Jake, I'm going to be at work when your blue shorts guy comes. Nobody's going to be answering the door. 

Jake: Drat.

Mom: Have you forgotten that you're getting something special from the Forty Paws?

Jake:Can I have a hint?

Mom: It's something that all of your sisters and brother cats have been admiring.

Jake: And it's just for me?

Mom: I got it with you in mind, but I imagine you'll be sharing it.

Jake: I like to share!

Mom: We'll see if Cookie feels like sharing it wth you.

Jake: Mom, last night she growled at me and wouldn't let come into the sleep room with everyone else. 

Mom: I know, Sweetie. She can be such a tyrant that girl. But you do sort of stalk her during the day, and get on her nerves.

Jake: I like to see how close I can get before she hisses at me.

Mom: Oh Jake.

Sophie:  I'm sitting here waiting for my darling meezer Castor to show up for a good long snuggle on this lazy Sunday morning. Once he gets here Mom's going to open the stinky goodness to share with him. Since his family had to leave him and his brother Pollux we've been transporting back and forth a lot. His brother looks so much like my sweetie that I have to be very careful who I curl up with. Pollux is a lot of fun to be around too because he likes to play with the toys. Although I'm shy like Castor, Pollux and my brother Jake have a wonderful time together racing through the house and wrastling each other. Everyone here loves it when the Meezer Brothers make there way over here. Happy Sunday everyone.

Fangs on a Sunday Morning

This is my "Hurry up already, Mom, or else," look. 

I'm Really Angry with Mom

I've been reeducating mom today. She came home from work and lied down for a short nap. I stayed away until I finally heard her calling for me.  I stayed away a little while longer. When I felt as if I'd punished her enough I finally jumped on the bed but instead of curling up in a ball near her head, I turned around and gave her my butt to stare at. At first she was very confused, she asked me if I was feeling sick. "Yeah, I'm feeling sick alright," I thought to myself. "Sick of not getting my proper greeting when she comes home. And sick of her immediately starting to PLAY with the kittens instead of calling out to me as she used to do when she first came through the door." Finally, she realized the errors of her ways and she fussed over me for a good half an hour. She told me she knew that I was alpha kitty and that I should be the first one to get her attention. Later on when she got out the Greenies, she told all the other cats that I was to get mine first. I purred and made lovey eyes at her for that. Her reeducation was complete for the day. I hope she remembers her lesson well, so I don't need to repeat it anytime soon. Sheesh, sometimes I just don't understand that woman.

Raining Like Cats and Dogs

There has been nothing but rain here for quite a while now. Mom's feeling a bit down. When mom doesn't get enough sun she gets depressed. I don't know why. She has us to cheer her up. What else would a woman possibly need to keep her happy?

Fishy Friday

Last month mom took this awful picture of something quite special. It's a photo of the only Great White Shark in captivity (at the time).. The shark is on the right and a dolphin-fish is on the left. Mom took her class to the Monterey Bay Aquarium. This is their third Great White that they've kept. It was released earlier this month. Mom asked one of the aquarium staff members why the sea turtles weren't in the tank. The expert told mom that they like to have their backs scratched so they swim in front of the sharks then slow down so that the sharks run into them. They were doing it on purpose! Their games were stressing out the fish so the staff took them out of the aquarium to give the others a break. 

Here is a beautiful picture of the same shark.

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