RIP

Hollis passed away on July 10, 2011. She had Kidney issues and had been receiving treatment for 2.5 years. She also had a tumor and went into heart failure. It happened pretty quickly and she didn't suffer for very long. I will miss her so much...

She was my kitty for over 16.5 years and I loved her more than I can say. She was one-of-a-kind and I am so lucky we found each other in March 1995. I believe she was about 6 months when she came home with me.

Take care little girl, wherever you are. I will miss your cuddles, your meows and your purrs. You gave me so much comfort and love. I will never forget you.

All my love,
Keeper

Humiliation

I was completely and totally humiliated in front of all of Keeper's guests at her dinner party.

And now I am running out of food.

And all Keeper seems to care about is the fact that I cuss too much.

Somebody please come save me.

Time for my lazy, hazy summertime post.

So far the summer weather has been pretty mild, compared to other years. I cannot relax yet, however, because Septembers can be downright evil in the hot weather category. And I fear we've been immensely spoiled this July with the extra helpings of June gloom, so I fear punishment may be knocking on my catbox soon. I do have my sexy go-go dancer lion cut, so I am relatively prepared.

Speaking of haircuts, I have developed a rather troubling habit when it comes to these beauty treatments. I have connected with my inner demon while at the salon and expressed it as a rather extreme version of cage rage. This cage rage includes losing control of my elimination facilities, and is not so pleasant for the hairdresser. Keeper must tip her well.

I sleep a lot and sometimes find ants in my food. Keeper must remain vigilant with these evil little things.

Keeper has also hinted about getting me a pet. A Horton Plains Slender Loris, all of my very own. Maybe she'll even have her own blog, to blog about what it is like to have ME as her keeper. That would be grand.

Off to enjoy my summer paperbacks before the realities of Fall kick in in about a month and send me back to school where I have to be serious and responsible. Oh no, wait, that is Keeper's problem. I never have to be serious or responsible. Awesome. Nap time.

Sometimes Older Girls Look Better With Short Hair

Not always, but sometimes. Keeper and I have decided that this is one of those times for me. After being furminated a bit too harshly, I have a few bald(ish) spots that are simply unbecoming. So, as soon as this rain stops, Keeper will be taking me to be re-shaved. I look sexy when I'm shaved. (get your minds out of the gutter, all youz nasty boyz!)

In other news, I had a vet checkup and I am holding my own with both my thyroid and kidney conditions, and this is good news. Keeper has had to jump through major hoops to get me cheap Lactated Ringers, but the hoops seem to be successfully jumped through and all systems are go.

I have also been treated to more wet food than usual lately. This has, unfortunately, just made me more demanding, especially in the early morning hours, and now Keeper is re-thinking this. Hmm. Possible tactical error with the early morning wake-up routine. Perhaps I should do some re-thinking myself.

After I nap for a few hours.

The Bed Shook Last Night & Pissed Me Off.

After tucking in Keeper last night at a reasonable hour with a book, I proceeded to snooze with her a bit and then make my late night rounds. I was already back for my very early morning nap in Keeper's bed when the bed and whole house started shaking and woke me up. Keeper sat up in bed, but the shaking stopped and while it seemed like she considered getting out of bed and checking the interwebz, in the end she just went back to sleep.

Well, not me. I could not even consider getting back on that big, shaking monstrosity so I retired to the couch and my favorite (and recently laundered) blanket and settled in for the rest of the night. But I couldn't sleep. I think it was the shaking mixed with the fact that even though things seem relatively normal, the schedule seems to have changed slightly. Like everything is happening sooner than I feel like it should.

Man, I need a good cat-nap.

I Am Gorgeous And Have Lots Of Fur.

It's true. I spent a good part of 2009 with much less fur than comes naturally to me. I was even, dare I say it...sexy. I looked like a go-go dancer at one point, and seriously considered a late-in-life career switch.

I also very much enjoyed the low-maintenance aspect of the new fur situation. I swallowed much less fur while grooming and had more time to contemplate higher-level thoughts. (side note: higher level thoughts are overrated)

But it has been a rainy, cooler winter and all my fur has returned. I am told that, when it begins to warm up, I will once again look like a go-go dancer. Well, maybe just the fleece blanket look again cuz the go-go dancer look was a bit on the exteme side and I am old, for goodness sake.

Oh, and Jill thinks I have beautiful eyes. She's correct. I do.

Meow Out!

Keeper and I would like to send a MEOW OUT! to Jill and the other two readers of this blog...Happy Hollisdays!

Keeper met Jill in person yesterday and says she's really cool. I think Oliver and Bernadette should start a blog. I'd like to see the world from their perspective, whether in pictures or words.

Meowy Christmas!