tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55089842011-08-07T17:45:13.984-04:00Bad CatzDaily life of three cats.marybethnoreply@blogger.comBlogger791100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1115670019042590772005-05-09T16:19:00.000-04:002005-05-09T16:20:19.046-04:00Zeldamarybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1115669960009236582005-05-09T16:18:00.000-04:002005-05-09T16:19:20.013-04:00Zoemarybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1115669854742775652005-05-09T16:16:00.000-04:002005-05-09T16:17:34.896-04:00Zippymarybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1098595730933183972004-10-24T01:25:00.000-04:002004-10-24T01:39:53.253-04:00Vote for Zelda
The cat with most experience. Strong on defense.Naps are good. One opponent likes to get high: The other steals make up brushes:
marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1072501644729293292003-12-27T00:07:00.000-05:002003-12-27T00:08:26.670-05:00We must have been good cats this year after all. Santa filled our stockings with jingly balls and furry toy mice.
Maybe if we are just a bit better this coming year he will leave real mice next time!
We, Zoe and Zelda, are blaming Zippy for the lack of real mice this year. He kept chewing on the lights on the tree, making the whole string go out. We told him he was a dim bulb and that eatingmarybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1071586654494347402003-12-16T09:57:00.000-05:002003-12-16T10:02:06.653-05:00Pet lovers helping military pet owners.
marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1069593619358647922003-11-23T08:20:00.000-05:002003-11-23T08:20:47.826-05:00Our "inner toys":
Zippy is like a Slinky. He stretches out and then arches up, just like a Slinky walking down stairs.
Zoe is like Silly Putty. She stretches and bounces.
Zelda is like Lawn Darts. The old kind. With the lethal points.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1067278010103370572003-10-27T13:06:00.000-05:002003-10-27T13:07:06.046-05:00As planned, Zoe went to Conor's school. Conor had written about Zoe for his writing class:
My Life With the Duster-O-Rama
Zoe. Named by my mom. Zoe is the mid cat but Zelda my other cat is the boss cat. Zoe is black with some brown. She is dopey if you think your brother and or sister are dumb read this and will know what dumb means!
When I don’t feel very self-confident Zoe does something marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1067267009234612812003-10-27T10:03:00.000-05:002003-10-27T12:58:25.036-05:00Zoe is very excited. She will be going to visit Conor at school today.
Wheeeeee! Many opportunities for cat-badness.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1066048932952876302003-10-13T08:42:00.000-04:002003-10-13T08:42:12.710-04:00The TV news said that lady bugs are swarming lately. They are looking for a warm place to spend the winter. One came into the house and provided much entertainment for the kitties. We would like to invite more to join the fun.
Fun for us anyway.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1065280363144489942003-10-04T11:12:00.000-04:002003-10-04T11:27:41.096-04:00
(Click on the photo to see some more pictures from Iraq at The Primary Main Objective.)
Chief Wiggles is gathering toys for kids in Iraq. While we think this is wonderful we would like to suggest Catnip for Kitties.
Zelda would also like to suggest sending all types of flea treatments in the U.S. to Iraq. Not just some, all of it. The farther away from her it all is, the better.
She hates marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1064676146265688642003-09-27T11:22:00.000-04:002003-09-27T11:22:26.113-04:00Some scientists say that velociraptors hunted in packs.
Zippy and Zoe are like velociraptors...if you can call two a "pack" and if you can picture velociraptors as furry and slightly pudgy. They also work more out of curiosity than cunning. Let's face it, a cricket isn't the most challenging prey.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1064507162499830812003-09-25T12:26:00.000-04:002003-09-25T12:26:02.276-04:00Zoe went to the vet today. She got a check-up and vaccinations. Part of the check-up has her convinced that the vet is an alien. We are trying to be careful not to use the word "probe" within her hearing.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1063799337572997782003-09-17T07:48:00.000-04:002003-09-17T07:48:56.993-04:00Zoe should check out their team, her jumps really have altitude.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1063688832810641792003-09-16T01:07:00.000-04:002003-09-16T01:15:09.110-04:00What we did today:
Zoe knocked over the water dispenser (again).
Zelda napped.
Zippy practiced running between peoples' feet as they walked down the hall. This is best done when the person is carrying something that blocks their view of you but any opportunity should be taken to reinforce the fact that cats are agile and humans are clumsy.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1063688605659911832003-09-16T01:03:00.000-04:002003-09-16T01:11:21.950-04:00When you are exercising your right as a member ruler of the household (scratching furniture, knocking things off tables, general naughtiness) and someone fusses at you, do not react immediately. Slowly stop what you were doing, turn toward the person, look at them for a moment and then blink at them. This will let them know that you find their fussing tiresome and boring.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1063423437898013352003-09-12T23:23:00.000-04:002003-09-12T23:23:57.900-04:00Zoe never holds her tail straight up the way the other two of us do. Her tail always curls into a question mark at the end. The question she's always asking is, "Are you going to eat that?" It doesn't matter what it is: cat food, cat treat, a bug, lint.... Her motto is eat first, figure out what it was later.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1063027462053304922003-09-08T09:24:00.000-04:002003-09-08T09:24:22.063-04:00Poor, poor Zippy, he's a confused kitty. When people say "laptop" he thinks they are saying "naptop". (Well, it is nice and warm.)marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1062713022389747872003-09-04T18:03:00.000-04:002003-09-04T18:03:42.426-04:00Zelda is thinking of applying for an office job. She works very well as a paperweight and as a paper shredder...except when she gets confused about which she is supposed to do. All three of us would be happy to work as keyboard covers.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1062538463448108462003-09-02T17:34:00.000-04:002003-09-02T17:34:23.530-04:00Resident calls panther statue 'pagan'
(A) lone woman stood before Tarrant County commissioners on Tuesday, saying that the bronze statue of a panther represents "paganism" and should be removed from government grounds.
...Castillo said she would also not be bothered by a statue of a steer, because Fort Worth is nicknamed "Cowtown," but that a "cat-type animal brings more sinister symbolism."
marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1062479429720448162003-09-02T01:10:00.000-04:002003-09-02T01:10:29.820-04:00There have been some thunderstorms lately. Zelda hides whenever there is thunder.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1062351471713105042003-08-31T13:37:00.000-04:002003-09-01T21:37:02.760-04:00We have been helpful kitties this week, not bad at all! We helped the oldest boy clean his room. We pounced on things he was trying to pick up (sometimes we pounced on his hand by mistake). We just wanted to make sure that everything he was picking up was dead. If you had seen the room you would understand our concern about this matter.
When he makes a stack of things, we climb on top of themarybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1062222128784226302003-08-30T01:42:00.000-04:002003-08-30T01:42:08.820-04:00Zippy caught a cricket. He and the cricket played for a while. Eventually the cricket quit playing. Very disappointing for Zippy.
Last time he caught a cricket, Zoe ate it.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1061838913367369572003-08-25T15:15:00.000-04:002003-08-25T15:15:13.383-04:00A spot of sunlight is reflected onto the ceiling. Zelda stares at it, wondering if it is possible for a cat to lie down on the ceiling.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1061835071871664482003-08-25T14:11:00.000-04:002003-08-25T14:11:11.903-04:00Zelda was sharing her place in the sunshine with Zoe. If this can happen, the possibility of world peace doesn't seem so unlikely.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1061686854817672162003-08-23T21:00:00.000-04:002003-08-23T21:03:52.270-04:00Zoe finds a bag with something in it...
Zippy was not amused.
Later, Zippy helps with the laundry. What a good kitty!
marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1061215847578371212003-08-18T10:10:00.000-04:002003-08-18T10:11:23.963-04:00We have heard the children talk about CATS tests in the past. When they are taking the tests, the school tells them to get to bed early and to eat a good breakfast. While increased sleep time and demanding to be well fed first thing in the morning are two aspects of being a cat, that is not enough. It saddens us to think how poorly they must do on these tests.
As we mentioned, sleep is marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1060930179811721222003-08-15T02:49:00.000-04:002003-08-15T02:57:25.503-04:00We all got our monthly flea treatment on Thursday. Zelda spent the rest of the day sulking. It's not that she wants to have fleas, it's just that she thinks she should be able to get rid of them by willpower alone.
The past two days have been fairly peaceful. The children went back to school yesterday leaving the house nice and quiet so we could have long uninterrupted cat naps.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1060225193815109782003-08-06T22:59:00.000-04:002003-08-06T22:59:53.816-04:00Some PEOPLE we know (we won't mention any names, but you know who you are) went to the Newport Aquarium today. Not only were we left home alone with no one to tell us what wonderful kitties we are, no one brought us home any fish! All those fish...they wouldn't have missed a few of the little ones.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1059935001951531572003-08-03T14:23:00.000-04:002003-08-03T14:23:22.013-04:00Today is Zelda's birthday. As a present to her, we will not pounce on her when she hogs the best sunshiney goodness coming in through the window.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1059931262039859982003-08-03T13:21:00.000-04:002003-08-03T13:26:18.596-04:00Cat Toys: Thinking Outside the (Cat) Box
by Zoe
Cat toys should have feathers. Even if the feathered things wasn't originally designed as a cat toy, it will become one. The little girl has a pen with feathers, it's mine now. I would not be displeased if the family got more feathered things, parakeets for example.
Socks are fun too. I capture them and strut around the house with my "kill" inmarybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1059592601540280822003-07-30T15:16:00.000-04:002003-07-30T15:16:41.616-04:00Things in our world come in these categories: things to eat, things to play with/attack, things to nap on, and things to ignore. Sometimes things will fall in more than one category. No cat will ever tell another cat not to play with his food.
Things to eat include bugs, paper, lint, cat treats, mystery objects found on the floor, and if nothing else is available, cat food.
Things to play marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1059500108629032702003-07-29T13:35:00.000-04:002003-07-29T13:35:08.680-04:00Today's forecast, intermittent naps with brief periods of scattered cat badness. The badness is expected to be in the form of cat races down the hall and across tables, chairs, and the couch. It is impossible to determine at this time what type of damage will be caused. It is suggested that breakable objects be secured inside closed cabinets. If there are signs of approaching racing cats, marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1059431150440478212003-07-28T18:25:00.000-04:002003-07-28T18:25:50.440-04:00Cat knocks on door to save owner in fire
Are they sure the cat wasn't knocking on the door to say, "I was making some smoked salmon and things kinda got out of hand"?
Still, it's a good lesson for cats. When there's trouble, it's a good idea to wake your meal-ticket best friend. Rewards of kitty treats and catnip toys would be appropriate...or dare we suggest adding a fish tank and maybe a marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1059350577142125432003-07-27T20:02:00.000-04:002003-07-27T20:06:22.800-04:00What do you mean dinner isn't ready?
marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1059349862085846832003-07-27T19:51:00.000-04:002003-07-27T20:04:21.390-04:00Zippy giving that "come hither" look...a bit difficult to pull off after one has been neutered.
Zippy and Zelda will both pose for pictures taken with the cell phone camera.
Zoe thinks the phone is a cat toy. This results in distorted pictures of a cat nose.
marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1059238931186851492003-07-26T13:02:00.000-04:002003-07-26T13:04:11.063-04:00
Zelda...this is her "happy face".marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1059236995704950522003-07-26T12:29:00.000-04:002003-07-26T12:29:55.763-04:00Zelda is looking out the window making little cat noises.
Zoe is sleeping on the floor. So is Zippy but he is using Zoe as a pillow. She is the one with the softest, fluffiest fur.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1058994769859133482003-07-23T17:12:00.000-04:002003-07-23T17:22:46.066-04:00Oh, joy! A paper grocery bag! Zippy runs inside it only to be attacked from the outside by Zoe.
Zelda watches in amusement. When Zoe was little, she had gotten inside a bag too. Zelda sat on the opening of the bag, pointedly ignoring the kitten trying to get back out.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1058841120287933432003-07-21T22:32:00.000-04:002003-07-21T22:32:00.270-04:00Zippy's favorite toys are a flat furry cat toy critter and a mechanical mouse.
Zoe's favorite toy is a milk ring. When a new bottle of milk comes home from the grocery, she is there waiting for the plastic ring from the cap.
Zelda's favorite playthings are the minds of inferior creatures. In her opinion, this includes pretty much everyone.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1058655830701365602003-07-19T19:03:00.000-04:002003-07-19T19:03:50.716-04:00Zoe steals kitty treats. If another cat is offered a treat, Zoe appears out of nowhere and scarfs it down as if she were a dog or something!
Very rude behavior for a cat, if you ask us (Zelda and Zippy). The only good thing is that she also steals Cheetos from the people if they aren't paying attention (guarding their food.)
You can take a cat out of the street but you can't take the street marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1058562279381329202003-07-18T17:04:00.000-04:002003-07-18T17:07:00.820-04:00It has come to our attention that some may think we don't appreciate our human staff friends. What we write here is all in fun. Really. We hope you don't take it seriously because we are afraid we won't get fed we don't want to hurt your feelings.
We're just a fun bunch of kitties who like to joke at your expense around. Fun, fun, fun. That's us. Wheeeee!marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1058363911224993212003-07-16T09:58:00.000-04:002003-07-16T09:59:21.743-04:00What Your Cat Is Trying to Tell You
TOKYO (Reuters) - Now that you can interpret what your dog is saying, how about your cat?
Takara Co, a major Japanese toy maker, said on Wednesday it would launch a device called the "Meowlingual" that can interpret a cat's meow, hoping to repeat its success with the "Bowlingual," a dog translation device.
Takara said the Meowlingual, a palm-sized electronic marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1058360779891158712003-07-16T09:06:00.000-04:002003-07-16T09:11:50.096-04:00Zippy:
I am an overly happy A.D.D kitten
Which cute or possibly strange kitten are you? brought to you by Quizilla
Zoe:
I am a chubby little kitten blob
Which cute or possibly strange kitten are you? brought to you by Quizilla
Zelda:
I am a rude kitten with a little pink butt
Which cute or possibly strange kitten are you? brought to you by Quizilla
marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1058267742013324222003-07-15T07:15:00.000-04:002003-07-15T07:15:42.060-04:00Three cats who think know they are all that AND a bag of catnip.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1058200921930132082003-07-14T12:42:00.000-04:002003-07-14T12:42:01.870-04:00Fun with Humans: Things to do after dark. Best done when there is only one person at home/awake.
Stare intently out the window into the darkness. Twitch a lot. When you have your human's attention, hiss at the darkness.
Sit and stare at a point in space directly behind your human.
Casually stroll into the room that your human is in. Stop suddenly. Look startled. Quickly race away.
At marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1058132222750971932003-07-13T17:37:00.000-04:002003-07-13T17:37:02.750-04:00Zoe and Zippy, beware! Zelda is hogging all the sunshiney goodness coming in through the window in the kitchen door.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1058132128787393912003-07-13T17:35:00.000-04:002003-07-13T17:35:28.780-04:00Zippy wants to be a magician when he grows up. He has been practicing the trick where one pulls the tablecloth off the table without disturbing anything else on top of the table. He is not very successful.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1058058375460249692003-07-12T21:06:00.000-04:002003-07-12T21:06:15.463-04:00Zelda moved.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1058040390212120582003-07-12T16:06:00.000-04:002003-07-12T16:07:30.350-04:00Zippy - sleeping on the kitchen table half draped over the back of a chair. Comfort is a matter of mind control...or what would seem be an apparent lack of bones.
Zelda - sleeping on a chair. Tableclothes make a nice tent to hide under. (Grammar rules are for people, cats don't obey any rules.)
Zoe - lying on an end table watching kids play video games just waiting for her chance to stroll marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-105803897414503642003-07-12T15:42:00.000-04:002003-07-12T15:42:54.076-04:00"I meant," said Iplsore bitterly, "what is there in this world that makes living worthwhile?" Death thought about it. "CATS," he said eventually, "CATS ARE NICE."
from Sourcery by Terry Pratchettmarybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1057923249746320062003-07-11T07:34:00.000-04:002003-07-11T07:34:09.796-04:00Proverbs for Cats
Naughtiness is its own reward.
A bird in the paw is a fun thing.
All's well that ends with lots of kitty-generated commotion.
Cleanliness is next to catliness.
Do unto others in the way that is most amusing to you.
Naughtiness is the best policy.
Cats make the world go round.
Out of sight, time for mischief.
There's one law for the cats, another for the people.
marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1057855981465090532003-07-10T12:53:00.000-04:002003-07-10T12:53:01.496-04:00Plastic grocery bags are kitty nests of crinkly goodness.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1057855852933042142003-07-10T12:50:00.000-04:002003-07-10T12:50:52.960-04:00Zippy - "meow"
Zoe - "purrrrrrrrrrrrrrr"
Zelda - stoney silencemarybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1057778452187687562003-07-09T15:20:00.000-04:002003-07-09T15:35:17.763-04:00Take naps in inconvenient places. Examples include on top of keyboards (one of our favorites), doorways, on the toilet seat, or immediately behind a chair at the table. Lie down on top of the TV remote control...see if you can change channels or turn the set on and off. It is very important to look as cute (and innocent) as possible while doing this.*
* Zelda refuses to try and look cute. marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1057614353814841222003-07-07T17:45:00.000-04:002003-07-09T15:06:03.976-04:00Zelda, Zoe, and Zippy (the three Bad Catz) with thoughts about doing the laundry:
Any time there is an empty laundry basket, it must immediately be filled with at least one cat. (As demonstrated by Zoe.) If the laundry basket is being filled with dirty clothes, a cat must jump in to help. Socks may be removed at random.
If the dryer is opened, cats must investigate. If it's winter and the marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1057433198774283332003-07-05T15:26:00.000-04:002003-07-05T15:26:38.770-04:00Much naughtiness last night. Today will be spent napping. Please do not disturb our resting...unless it's mealtime.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1057378112410433262003-07-05T00:08:00.000-04:002003-07-05T02:58:40.986-04:00No more booms, please. If there is noise to be made, cats should be the ones to do it. (We prefer the crash-booms of things falling from tables and shelves.)marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1057251298294873922003-07-03T12:54:00.000-04:002003-07-03T12:54:58.140-04:00A message from Zoe:
I will put up with a lot from my humans. Kids can pick me up and tote me around. I will ride around in doll strollers or wagons. I don't bite, I don't scratch. I'm a loving purr-kitty as long as you remember one thing...
All cartons of soft drink cans are mine! Reach in to get a can at your own peril. I will race to the carton from anywhere in the house to protect my marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1057169871182942432003-07-02T14:17:00.000-04:002003-07-02T14:17:51.210-04:00"Look before you leap" is a lesson that Zippy learned last night.
The lid to the toilet seat is usually kept down. All three of us have found it to be a nice perch for observing some of the stranger behavior of our humans. (Why do they take showers? Very odd, wanting to get wet all over.) Last night one of the humans was in the bathroom. The toilet seat lid was up but the door was closed.
marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1057161934136694802003-07-02T12:05:00.000-04:002003-07-02T12:05:34.120-04:00Just what is wrong with some morning kitty wrestling? On the kitchen table. During breakfast.
It will wake you up faster than a strong cup of coffee.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1057103831384593422003-07-01T19:57:00.000-04:002003-07-05T02:14:57.083-04:00Boxes make the perfect cardboard kitty lair.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1057012665456305052003-06-30T18:37:00.000-04:002003-06-30T18:37:45.460-04:00Lie down on your human's computer keyboard until they go to Digital Cat Toys. The best one is "Follow That Thing!". Make sure the sound is turned on.
You can try getting to the site yourself, but you need to use the mouse and we haven't found a mouse yet that's cat-friendly (no surprise there.) marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1056928922803195862003-06-29T19:22:00.000-04:002003-06-29T19:22:02.793-04:00Our heroes!marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1056928334797658322003-06-29T19:12:00.000-04:002003-06-29T19:12:14.830-04:00Costumes for cats. We are not amused.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1056908921686643502003-06-29T13:48:00.000-04:002003-06-29T13:48:41.606-04:00At 3:00 last night, Zoe was thumping around in the hall. She made enough noise it sounded as though all three cats were there.
At 4:00 Zippy stood in the hall meowing loudly.
Zelda slept through her 5:00 turn to wake up the humans. Obviously one of us thinks she is too mature to join in kitty pranks.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1056867244052125652003-06-29T02:14:00.000-04:002003-06-29T02:14:04.056-04:00We have added a comments feature. Humans are allowed to use it only under the supervision of a cat.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1056828841738299512003-06-28T15:34:00.000-04:002003-06-28T15:34:01.783-04:00Windows create warm spots of sunshiny goodness. When we scratch at the wall, we are just trying to make more windows.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1056817517333051192003-06-28T12:25:00.000-04:002003-06-28T12:25:17.310-04:00Breakfast is the best time of day. Much kitty happiness.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1056729868377761302003-06-27T12:04:00.000-04:002003-06-27T12:04:28.326-04:00Two of us (Zoe and Zippy) stood in the hall and meowed loudly early this morning. The mom appreciated our performance so much she got up and fed us.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1056660907349382092003-06-26T16:55:00.000-04:002003-06-26T16:55:07.400-04:00A fly got in the house and we chased it.
It was more fun the last time when wasp got in. We chased it. The people chased us. Great cat fun.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1056652138384525522003-06-26T14:28:00.000-04:002003-06-26T14:28:58.413-04:00The litter box has been cleaned out. There is much excitement.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1056642964644068072003-06-26T11:56:00.000-04:002003-06-26T11:56:27.726-04:00Plan for today: look out the window, twitch at birds.
After lunch and a nap, of course.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1056563396592072172003-06-25T13:49:00.000-04:002003-06-25T13:49:56.610-04:00Ate, played, napped. It is amazing how we keep up such a busy schedule and still look so good.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1056511295473313522003-06-24T23:21:00.000-04:002003-06-24T23:31:45.626-04:00Zippy was chasing invisible creatures inside the bathtub. Zoe watched to make sure none of the creatures escaped over the edge.
Silly humans don't know what we catz go through to protect them from this invisible menace.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1056492540794349952003-06-24T18:09:00.000-04:002003-06-24T18:09:00.840-04:00Zippy was playing cat-in-the-box but he got out of it. Now he's just looking for trouble to get into.
Zelda moved again.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1056490262582870822003-06-24T17:31:00.000-04:002003-06-24T17:31:02.536-04:00Zelda moved.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1056488303629866982003-06-24T16:58:00.000-04:002003-06-24T16:58:23.546-04:00Zelda is taking a nap in a spot of sunshine on the floor. Zoe is taking a nap on top of a box. Zippy is sitting on a table looking out the window.marybethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508984.post-1056477499673228332003-06-24T13:58:00.000-04:002003-06-24T13:58:19.560-04:00We woke everyone up early today. Now we are taking naps.marybethnoreply@blogger.com