Tuesday Two

I guess I owe my Mom an apology. Look what she did for me.

Gosh, I'm a lucky girl.

Now lookit this:

 Since 2008, we have had an (almost) yearly contest to guess when the snow will melt outside my house. It was called the When When Contest, and kitties had to guess the day the snow was gone. It was great fun.

Well furry friends, this picture was taken just this morning (February 28), and as you can see, there is no snow. No snow, no contest.

I'm kinda bummed. One one paw, I love the contest, but on the other paw, Mom hates moving the snow around.  Oh well.

I Am a Timeless Cat

I think I'm timeless...

However, Mom said it was "Time."

I don't know what time had to do with her taking the quilt off the chair, where it was the most perfect tent, and hanging it up on the wall, where it isn't any use to anybody.

She's crazy, I'm sure of it.

Cats Are Wonderful

Way back when, I wrote about Oscar, a cat who lived in a nursing home and would sleep on a patient's bed before they crossed over to the Rainbow Bridge. Then I told you about Homer, a blind cat who saved his Mom from being attacked.

Today I am going to tell you about Pudding, a 21 pound shelter cat who saved his owner's life just hours after he was adopted.

Pudding is a really laid back cat, and aside from being really really big, there isn't anything noticeably special about him. Except that he woke up his new owner in the middle of the night because she was having a diabetic seizure in her sleep. She was able to call to her son, who got help.  You really have to go read about Pudding. His story is making headlines. Mom saw it on Google!

Non-cat owners think we are selfish self-centered animals. Appearances can be deceiving. We are wonderful, and devoted family members. Just last night I lay on Mom's lap as she was watching Project Runway All-Stars and later slept next to her in bed.

How wonderful are YOU to your beans?

I Am A Thinking Cat

I really am a thinking cat. I think a lot. I think about how much Mom likes it when I sleep next to her at night (like I did last night). I think about how nice it is to get my favorite Catnip-flavored Temptations treats at treat time every night. I think about  how nice and warm it is inside and how lucky I am to have a nice warm furrever home.

I think about how lucky I am to have a terrific Mom who figured out how to make me happy and be patient while I learned to be comfortable around peoples.  Mom didn't need anybody like Jackson Galaxy to tell her how to act around me, and how to make me feel good. Jackson Galaxy is that guy from My Cat From Hell on Animal Planet. Mom and I watch the show together, and WOW! I knew it before, but lots of peoples are really stupid when it comes to how to live with a cat.

I think this Jackson guy is pretty cool, even if he does look a little weird.

OK, that's enough thinking for one day. I'm gonna go take a nap.

I Am A Diplomat?

Megan said I am a diplomat after saying yesterday that you have to love your family members even if they are woofies.

I kinda thought I was just being a realist.

Mom has left the quilt on the big wing chair, and I have been spending my days napping there.

I Am a Family Cat

I have a couple of fur-cousins who are woofies. They are part of my family.  Families come in all shapes and sizes and you have to love your family members, even if they are woofies.

 Roxy and Lucky own PlusOne and his Mom and Dad (Auntie Karate & Mr Big.). They are selling raffle tickets to this Asian-themed lap robe to raise money for PlusOne to go to France, Italy and Greece this summer and play music as part of the People to People Student Ambassador Trip.

PlusOne has always been very good to me. He never tries to grab me and he is always very patient with me. I let him pet me, and I like to play with him. He is a good almost grown up sticky bean and I want him to be able to go to Europe and see the world.

The lap robe is 48" x 60" (122 x 152 cm) and will be filled with puffy, very warm batting and tied. It will be PAWSOME for napping on and under. Raffle tickets are $5 USD each.  You have to go to Roxy's blog to buy tickets.

Thank you.
your friend,
Millie

I Can Be a Silly Cat

Sometimes I can be silly, especially when Mom wants me to do something else.  Here I am stretching while Mom sews on one of her quilts.

Heh

I Am an Undercover Cat

 Mom took this quilt off the wall to show one of her friends.  Then she put it on top of the chair because she didn't want me to lie on top of it.

She needn't have worried. I like being UNDER it much better.

Are you an undercover cat?

I Am an Acrobatic Cat

Mom says I look like an abstract painting. I think she's crazy. I am simply an Acrobatic Cat.

I know I am not the only one! Are you an acrobatic cat too?

I Am a 'Fraidy Cat

Yep. Sometimes I am a 'fraidy cat. 

I do not like this thing. Mom says it makes the Hots. I think it's funny looking, funny sounding, and I do not like things blowing air on me. When Mom turns this thing on (in the mornings when she gets dressed, I run away.

I Am an Important Cat

It is Important that I lie on top of Mom's new quilt as she sews the binding on.

Even if the quilt is on her lap.

Even if she can't move it without disturbing me.

You understand, don't you?

Happy Valentine's Day

 I am getting ready for a date with my Valentine.

 I want my furs to be sparklingly beautiful for my special Mancat (Monty Q)

  Hey Mom, don't you have someplace to go?

Happy Valentine's Day!

I Am A Tolerant Cat

I mean really, do you see the tiny space I have to squeeze myself into here to get scritches from Mom? If that's not being tolerant, I don't know what is.

I Am An Independent Cat

I am an independent cat. I nap where I want, when I want.  If I don't want to be in Mom's lap, I nap someplace else. Like in this cat cup Monty's MomBean made for me.

I Am A Wishful Cat

I am a wishful cat. I wish I could go outside and chase those birdies. I know I could catch them.

I Am A Helpful Cat

Dear Friends, Mom bought the cat fabric at eQuilter.  She says "The Dignified Cat" is here, and the "Backyard Stripe" is here, both part of the Garden Frolic line by Debra Grogan for RJR fabrics.

I like being helpful. Mom certainly needs it from time to time. I help her know what time it is by meowing for my breakfast at breakfast time, dinner at dinnertime and treats at treat time. I tell her when it is time for playtime.  I remind her when it is time to sit so she can relax and give me my scritches.  I help keep her in shape by whapping small items from the table to the floor, so she gets her stretching exercises in. I also chase the crickets that come into the house.  I leave the pieces around so she knows I have been successful.

I bet I'm not the only helpful cat around.

I Am An Artful Cat

Mom is inspired by my beautiful black and white furs.

 Apparently other artists are inspired as well, because look at the fabric my Mom found! It isn't a perfect likeness of me, but it's quite close.

And LOOKIT!  This one even has my dearest Monty Q in it as well!

I Am A Sad Cat

I am sad today. 

I am sure I will get over it, but right now, I just want to nap.

I Am A Sports Fan Cat

I am a Sports Fan.

I watch the Tennis with Mom, and sometimes Golf, but best of all, I love my pals, The Guys Named Pat. They are playing in a very big game today, and I sure do hope they win it. None of us fans expected they could make it to the Super Bowl this year, and we are very proud of them.  I know lots of beans don't like the guys named Pat, and frankly, I don't want to hear it.  They are my team.

Go Pats!

I Am A Couch Cat

I am a Couch Cat. You want to sit here? Fine with me. Find an empty spot.

I Am A Watchful Cat

I like to know what's going on, so I watch. I watch what's happening inside the house, and I watch what's happening outside.

I Am A Hungry Cat

At least twice a day anyway.

Or at treat time.

I Am a Sleeping Cat (Wordless Wednesday)

I am a Studio Cat

I guard Mom's studio. I make sure all fabric is covered with my furs. I keep an eye on her tools.  I make sure everything is in order. I inspect her work. I am the head of  Quality Assurance. When any quilt leaves this room complete, it does so with my paw of approval.

It is a tough job, but I am a Cat. I can do it, and I do it well.

I Am a Lap Cat

No fooling. Mom sits down. I get in her lap.

If I want to get in Mom's lap and she's NOT sitting down, I meow. Eventually (she is a human, after all, it takes a while) she figures it out and sits down so I can get in her lap.

Yay me!

Fantastic Friday!

The magic of The Purrs worked!  Mom is better!  Whee!!!!!


Wait a minute, that means she's going back to day hunting and I won't be able to nap in her lap all day.

Hmm....

That's OK, I'll just get her when she gets home later.

Thursday Truth

Mom is still home sick. (She's pretty bummed about it too)

Must Purr Harder.

Maybe Spitty-the-Kitty is right. Maybe Mom does have a bug inside her tummy.

Almost Wordless Wednesday

(Mom's home sick again today, but she's feeling better. Thanks for the purrs!)

Tattle-Tale Tuesday

Mom's home sick again today, but she isn't quite so miserable.  Last night she hacked up a hairball. I didn't know beans could hack up hairballs. It was not a pretty sight.  She said she felt much better afterwards, and after watching that, I can believe it!

She went to bed and slept late.  Today she got up and actually ate something, so I am sure she is feeling better, because she didn't eat -anything- all day yesterday.

As you can see I am doing my bit to help Mom feel better. I am lying on her lap, purring.  You can see Mom's hand giving me scritches, and you can see her feet in red slippers.  Proof positive I am on her lap. Yup, Mom is feeling better.

Thanks for all the purrs!

Mom's sick!

Oh boy, is Mom miserable today. She got up early and made a beeline for the human litterbox room.  I can't remember if I have ever seen Mom so sick. I could tell she was feeling awful. I couldn't watch, but I didn't want to leave her alone.

She's sacked out on the couch today, and I'm keeping an eye on her. She tells me she'll be fine after a day of rest, and that I shouldn't worry..

Right.  She's my Mom.  I'll worry all I want. Get well soon, Mom!

Le Weekend

 Mom was taming the paper tiger on her desk on Saturday, but we got invaded by these guys

who stayed to watch a movie. (That's PlusOne on the left, and Mr Karate on the right). Mom had to make THREE batches of popcorn with Parmesan cheese for them to eat.

I hid in my tent.

Today Mom finished with the paper tiger, paid all the Mr Bills and now we are watching my pals, the guys named Pat.

Well, sort of. Sometimes those games are just a little bit scary.  (I hope we win, I hope we win, I hope we win...)

OMB! OMB! OMB! OMB! (Oh My Bast!)  We WON!  The guys named Pat are going to the Super Bowl!  OMB!  Woo Hoo!

Family Friday

My sweetie, Monty, and three of my favorite beans.

Stop Censorship No SOPA!

 http://americancensorship.org/

It's important that we are able to say what we think. I may be an itty bitty kitty but I have opinions.

(Click the link, clicking the photo won't work.)

Wordless Wednesday

Tell The Truth Tuesday

When Mom got home last night, I got my stinky goodness and then joined her on the couch while we watched the Australian Open Tennis. When I had had enough, I scampered away, and Mom went into the sewing studio to do some stuff.

When Mom went to bed, I followed along, and slept right next to her all night.

And that's the truth.

Millie Monday

Yes Mom, I am ignoring you.  You went to the quilt shop TWICE this past weekend when you could have been lying on the couch with me next to you.



Yes but Millie, both times when I got back I -did- lie on the couch yet you stayed where you were.

Harrumph.

O Happy Day!

Have I told you all lately how much I love my friends, the guys named Pat? It was so much fun watching them play Teebow's Broncos.  I'm sure Mr Cabinetmaker wasn't enjoying it so much.  (Mr Cabinetmaker is Mom's brother who lives in Colorado.)

You know that Mom's on a roll when I don't post on a Saturday. It means Mom got up early, went food hunting, and then did all her errands.  Yesterday was no different.  While Mom was doing that. I was doing this.

I plan to be doing a lot more of this today.

Formerly Feral Friday

I have lots of nifty quilts on which to nap. (It's one of the benefits of living with Mom.)

I'm a lucky girlcat to be formerly feral. We got snow yesterday, and then a little drizzle of rain, so it's icy and cold outside.

I'm inside where it's warm and I have a lot of places to get comfy and watch the world go by outside.

Mom's had her nose stuck in the Kindle all week, reading A Town Like Alice. Now she says she wants to get into the sewing studio and start making a mess. I think it's going to be a good weekend.

Not a Gizzy

In yesterday's post, I was lying one of our quilts.

 In the comments, Scooby, Shaggy and Scout said it was a Gizzy Quilt, but it's not. It's a Julie quilt. About a year or so ago Mom and her friend Julie swapped quilts.  Mom got this quilt, called Obsolescence ("O" for short.)

As you can see, Mom and I both love it.

(Mom doesn't make the Gizzy quilts any more.)

Wordless Wednesday

Tuxie Tuesday

Where did Mom find me napping on Sunday? 

 In my nifty cat tent with the puffy fleece pillow inside.

Why is this a surprise? Because I haven't gotten close to the thing in a year, and then all of a sudden Mom finds me napping inside.


Heh.

Millie Monday

So where was I hiding out on Saturday? I am very sneaky, I spent a little time hiding out in each spot.  A little while here, a little while there.. so that no matter where Mom looked, I was someplace else.  If Mom is busy, she never even notices I'm hiding.

Of course, no cat can resist laundry fresh out of the dryer, and I'm no exception.  After Mom dumped the sheets on the bed, she took the basket away for more.  A little while later, I moved from under the bed to on top of it.

Heh!

Wait until you see where I hid on Sunday!

Snoozy Saturday

I've been napping the day away.

Where? I'm not telling.

Maybe it was under the bed, maybe it was in the sewing room, maybe it was on my special pillow in the computer room. Mom couldn't find me all day (so there are no pictures.)

Anyway, I'm not telling.

Formerly Feral Friday

I have lots and lots of cool places to nap. Right on one of Mom's sewing tables covered with fabric is always a top spot!

Under some of her fabric is good too.

Thursday Thought

Beef, beef, beef, beef, beef, beef, beef!

Oh, how I love beef.  Especially when it is nice and rare and juicy like this bit. Mom put this down for me and I scarfed it right up. It was so good.  I love beef.

Wordless Wednesday

Tuxie Tuesday

It's Tuesday. I'm in the laundry basket with fresh laundry.  Where else would I be?

Mom's going back to her day hunting gig today.  During the three days she had off she hardly rested a minute. Mom washed both my litter boxes and replaced the pads and the pellets and even dragged the rug sucking monster all over the house. The Christymas tree has been Freecycled, and the house is back to "normal."

Whatever that is.

Heh!

Millie Monday

Mom's not usually a johnny-come-lately to much of anything. Usually she's on top of just about everything. But she missed the bus the first time Masterpiece showed Downton Abbey, so she's been doing a bit of catching up.  She'd watched bits from each episode, but not the whole thing from start to finish.

We took care of that yesterday, watching all four episodes - the first three on the internets, and the last one on the picture box. Six hours, wow.  Yes, I napped next to Mom, and sometimes on her lap while we watched.

We took a break to watch my friends, the guys named Pat, romp around with the poor Bills from Buffalo.

The Christymas tree is down. Mom took it all apart, and put it in its great big box.  Mom says it is going going gone, and that next year we'll have a smaller tree. She's hoping somebody from Freecycle will want it and take it away. I'm going to miss that tree and the great big box, but Mom says it will work out, and she promises me we will have a Christymas tree next year, so I'm not worried.

Today we're going to watch Roses parade on floats.  I've never seen roses float, so I'm quite looking forward to it.

Oh, and Mom has -finally- taken some pictures of me, so my posts will have photographic evidence of my recent exploits!

Happy New Year!

Happy New Year to all my friends, furry and otherwise!

Mom and I have been hanging out, watching tv and napping. Mom's been reading and doing a little cooking.  She made herself a roast beef  sandwich for lunch today and gave me some nice rare beef!  It was SO good!

Then later, she had some pulled pork for dinner. Mom said she made it herself, but I didn't see her pulling any pigs so I'm not buying it.  But she gave me some pork, and oh my Bast, that was good too!

Mom worked so late hunting the year end last night that by the time she got home it was almost today.  So we didn't stay up to greet the New Year in purrson.

(Besides, I can't stand Kat-thy Griffin, although Anderson Cooper is pretty cute!)

Happy New Year!