TGIFeline...

Last night was much better. Keeper went to bed early and slept soundly through the night. There was basking time this morning, with plenty of nice sun.

Keeper did stay home longer this morning than usual. She had to take an early conference call from home. Apparently, there is something called the stock market, and her company's stock went a little wacky yesterday. I got to hear the conference call because she had it on speaker phone and was doing down-cat while listening to it.

Keeper may be able to parlay this very wacky situation into something very nice for herself. Maybe. I will be rather impressed if she can pull this off. If not, she may have to learn how to kill mice. In fact, I think she should do that no matter what happens.

In the meantime, it is Friday and the weather is lovely. If only keeper had forgotten to make the bed this morning, it would be a nearly purrrrrfect day fur kitty cats.

A Rough Night / A Good Day

Keeper had major insomnia last night, so I was on-duty for snuggling almost all night long. I would just drift off when keeper would either a)jostle around and turn on the light, b)jostle around and turn off the light, or c)jostle around and remove herself from the bed for a few minutes (which always psyches me out because I think she is getting up to feed me).

I did get her back by breathing bad breath right into her face at one point. That was funny. And I do not feel guilty about it at all because I attended to my duties as perfect feline companion so well.

This morning she rewarded me with food (I thanked her by rewarding her with fresh cat food breath), and left the bed UNMADE (!) especially for me to enjoy all day whilst I attempt to catch up on my beauty rest.

I remain displeased about the recent lack of Greenies, however. Keeper keeps forgetting to buy them with those paper slips she obtains from work. Perhaps when things settle down into something remotely predictable at her place of work, things will return to normal, and normal must include Greenies at least twice a day.

I still think simply learning to kill mice would solve all our problems. Well, perhaps not the Greenie issue...my brain is starting to hurt. I had a rough night.

Ah, the sunny, bunched up comforter beckons me...to my GOOD day! Purr............zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

I Am Now Starving.

The ridiculously limited amount of kibble in my bowl is atrocious.

Keeper is incredibly distracted with changes at the place where they give her little paper slips that make it possible for her to go out and trade those slips for kitty kibbles. Seems like it would be much easier if she would just learn how to kill mice.

I would write more but must conserve energy until next meal.

It Has Been Suggested That I Am Rather Large.

To this, all I have to say is:

I am not fat, I am fluffy.

And big-boned.

PS: Keeper gives me diet food (the continuous feeder is gone, thank you very much!), in small amounts, and now she will probably give me even less.

You all suck.

PS: Just for that, everyone will have to suffer through ads on my blog so keeper can pay my therapy bills. My issues are quite expensive now.

I Like To Lick Myself

Tis true.

I do.

Good smells...

Well, keeper came home in a good mood last night. I was happy to see her out and about on a Saturday night.

This morning the apartment smells wonderful, because keeper has decided to bake homemade bread again. This is her 2nd loaf.

Of course, as a kitty cat, I avoid carbs, but it is nice to have the pleasant smells to go along with the screeching of my parrot friends in the tree in the mornings.

I love my parrot friends. I am, however, unsure if they love me back....? I will ponder and revisit this when I have something fresh to say about it.

A Bad Day.

This was a bad day. Except for one thing: keeper did not make the bed until late in the day, which gave me extra cuddle time with beloved comforter.

Aside from that, today was just a total waste of cat dander.

First, there was no sun all day. No basking time at all.

Second, keeper brought out the loud red monster she drags across the carpet every once in a while. That thing is evil. And, once it is gone, I have go around the apartment redistributing my fur. It is a total waste of time, peace and fur.

I guess one other good thing is that the embarrassing kitty cat puke has disappeared, and my litter box is much more pleasant now. While nice, these things do not in any way, shape or form make up for the loud red monster. There is simply no excuse for that.

I was also combed and clipped, which I could have done without.

Hopefully tomorrow will be sunnier and more peaceful.