Sneaky Saturday

 I'm still enjoying the crunchy brown paper.  Mom has left it there so I can play with it.

The de-cluttering continues. Mom went through her closet and her bureau last night. Do you know she has twenty-eight turtleneck shirts? That's enough for her to wear a clean one every day for a whole month. She has that many pairs of socks too. Sheesh.

 I gotta hand it to Mom. She's trying. She thinks that putting my foods in this crate will make me like it.


Yeah right.

I'm no dummy. It's a trick, I know it.

Go Go Gadget, Go

It is official. We have been approved. The M-word will be implemented and we will be in the new place (just 4.5 miles away) by Halloween. We will be in our own house, there will be no idjit neighbors upstairs. I will have plenty of bird TV. The street is quiet, and there is a screened in porch.
The When When Contest will continue (as long as there is snow).

Mom has been cleaning out. This is the stuff that was on ONE shelf in the litterbox room. Mom says there is too much stuff. She does not need three deoderants (whatever THAT is) or SIX travel sized bottles of shampoo, or FOUR tubes of toothpaste, or FIVE packages of band aids.  Once the "extra" stuff goes, then the stuff we do have will disappear into boxes, and then on one as-yet-to-be-determined date in October, very strong guys will come and put all our stuff in one big giant truck and take it to the new place and take it all out again. 

Mom will do some freaking out, but not much. She has measured all the rooms at the new place, and measured all the furniture, and figured out where everything is going to go. Here, for example, is the new office, with my kitty condo facing the big bay window that gets the sun all day long.

If you look closely you can see where my foods are going to be located, as well as my extra litter box.  I have to give my Mom a lot of credit for making sure MY NEEDS will be taken care of.

(Although I have heard strange talk about pills, trank-will-eye-zers, the v-e-t, and something called "boarding.")

Still, Mom has a lot to do before all that happens. We'll see.

Tuxie Tuesday

I heard whispers that Mom and I have been approved. It is almost official. Mom says it may get a little crazy around here but I shouldn't worry. We may be going somewhere but the most important thing is we are going together.

I don't like the idea of the going word or the packing word or the M-word, but the together word makes it OK with me. 

I think.

Millie Monday

Napping on crunchy brown paper is pretty nice, but napping on a soft fleece pillow is even better.

Mom was a maniac on Saturday, cleaning and sorting stuff, donating stuff, recycling stuff, trashing stuff and cleaning stuff. Sunday she took it a lot easier. She paid the Mr Bills, baked some cookies, made some granola and put a lot of meat and tomatoes in the crooked pot. She is looking forward to her upcoming vacation.  Regular readers know we watch the tennis in New York.

Until then, I'll be doing my usual thing. Napping wherever I want.

She Loves Me. She Loves Me... not?

My Mom really loves me. Lookit all this Stinky Goodness. Mom says there is enough for almost three weeks. I dunno how long that is, but I know it's a lot of sleeps.

Mom loves me. I know it.

 

And then there's this.

I know Mom loves me, but this makes me wonder.

Paper!

Mom got a box full of stuff yesterday, and the stuff in the box was packed with a lot of crunchy brown paper.  Normally I avoid noisy stuff, but this brown paper was interesting, and I had to explore.

As it turns out, this stuff was very nap-worthy.

Who knew?

Truthful Thursday

Mom should know that if she leaves a pile of fabric somewhere, I am going to find it.

Guess where I slept last night?

Heh.

Wordless Wednesday

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Seeking Approval

Mom spent most of yesterday afternoon writing all over a bunch of papers. She is applying for membership to some kind of group or other. It is very impawtant. They even want information about (blush) Me!

Needless to say I want to make a good impression.

If we are accepted plans will be made to implement the M-word.

That does not sound like fun.

for either of us.

Silent Sunday

I'm remembering a little Angel today.

Something Going On Saturday

OK, It's sunny out, and here I am in my kitty condo.

Mom's got something going on, I know it. She's been measuring all the furniture and pushing little squares of paper around on graph paper. She's been cleaning out closets and "de-cluttering."

Hmmm.

Wordy Wednesday

Lookit what Mom did!

She moved my kitty condo and the two new chairs.

I do not like it. I do not like it one bit.

I do not like the new chairs, so I have been camping out under the bed. I certainly do not like this new arrangement, although Mom says it does not look as crowded.

(Insert snarky comment here.)

My Gotcha-versary!

Eight years ago I moved to New Hampster and my furrever home.

I met my Mom.

and I met my big bro, Gizzy.

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I loved Gizzy.

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I liked my big sis Jasmine too, but she wasn't thrilled to have me around.

It's hard to believe that was eight years ago. In that long time I have made many friends around the world, and a new family too, with Monty Q in Mary-land.

I got Mom making quilts again, and now she is almost as famous as me.

I have traveled across the US (twice!) and visited many famous places.

I was even part of a wedding.

I am a very lucky cat.

Thank you Mom, for making it all possible and giving me such a wonderful home.

Millie Monday

I hope you had a nice weekend. The bean v-e-t-s wanted Mom to take off the bandage on her finger and soak it for a while. I'd say she was worried but while she was sewing yesterday afternoon, the bandage fell right off. She gave it a little soak and then let the finger air out. It looks really yukky.

Mom and I had some extra cuddle time on Sunday. She suddenly started yawning in the afternoon and actually took a nap!! I took advantage of that and lay down right next to her and took a nap myself.

I was so surprised. After all these years with my Mom she is -finally- learning!

Finally Friday

I'm happy it's Friday.

 because Friday means the weekend is here. I'm pretty sure Mom won't be going crazy with housecleaning the way she did last weekend, so I am sure I will get lots of attention.

Mom went to see the bean v-e-t last night and her finger looks good, and there is no sign of infection. So Mom has a smaller bandage and can flex her fingers more easily.

That Birdie Thursdie

I can see that birdie that sings every morning. 

Someday...

Wordy Wednesday

My Mom is,  by and large, pretty smart for a Bean. However sometimes she messes up big time.  Last night she cut off a piece of her finger while she was chopping scallions. Skip down to below the photo if you don't want the gory details.

She actually sliced a piece of skin and fingernail off. (She didn't go all the way through the skin, but she came close.)

It bled so bad she had to go to the Urgent Bean V-E-T.  After tying up her finger to stop the bleeding, the doc put some fake skin stuff on the cut and then wrapped it up. Mom cannot get it wet for two days, and has to go back to get the bandage changed on Thursday. After that she has to keep it dry for a week.

Mom spent the time waiting thinking about all the things she wouldn't be able to do, like wash her hair or tie her shoes. Or fasten the b-r-a thing she wears. Or wash the dishes.

For me, though, it's not too bad. It means she has to sit down a lot. I will get lots of scritches.

What I Did Over the Weekend.

I napped.  (Big surprise)

However, MOM was wicked busy. She was completely manic. She didn't stop. On Saturday she got up and said, "Millie, I'm gonna drag the rug-sucking monster around today."

And drag she did.

Not only did she drag that rug sucker all over the house, she actually moved all the furniture around so she could get the sucker over every square inch of the place.

It took her all day and she had to empty the dust out of the rug sucking monster at least eleventy ten times.

She did all the other stupid junk she usually does on Saturdays too. She went food hunting, she did the washing machine shuffle. She changed the sheets on her bed, and she cleaned my litter boxes. She ALSO washed all the blankies and quilts in all my favorite napping spots.

She paid all the Mr Bills and cooked the books.

Not only that, but she brought three bins full of stuff to the Good Will Guys, (She's been trying to get rid of stuff that's been living in the dungeon for too long), went out to dinner and bought herself a birthday present. (Two sets of white dishes. Big Deal!)

Oh, she even mowed the lawn.

I get tired just thinking about it.

Fabulous Friday

Mom and I got some terrific news last night!!!! (Don't get carried away, it's not what you think.)

Mr Karate and Rubylocks will be in New Hampster for Turkey Day this year.

Woo Hoo!!!

125 days and counting!

Thursday Things

When the weather is HOT I nap under the bed. When it is cooler I hang out here, on one of Mom's quilts under the air colditioner.

Mom brought these in from her garden. She was all ooh-ing and aah-ing all over them. Dunno why. They aren't 'Nip.

Tuxie Tuesday

zzz....

Happy Birthday Mom!

Psst!  It's Mom's birthday today. She doesn't mind the birthday part so much as the number bit. It's one of those "0" years and she says she's in the Nile about it. I don't know what that means, but I think it's funny. The number doesn't matter, as any Cat knows. It's that you have a good life that matters, and Mom has a good one. She's got me, and as everyCat and many Beans know, I changed her life for the better.

Happy Birthday Mom. I love you, and we both know I don't have to sit in your lap to prove it.

Heh.

Surprising Sunday

All week I've been teasing Mom by NOT sitting on any of the new stuff she bought last week, so when she got home yesterday to find me enjoying one of the new ottomans, well... She just had to run and find her camera. She was so excited she took a blurry picture.

Oh well. You win some, you lose some.

I think Mom is coming down with a summer cold. She taught a class yesterday and is tired. I shall have to find a way to get her to lie down and relax.

Uh-Oh Thursday

Lookit what happened. There is a new fence. It is pretty, sure, but like Mom noticed when she tried to get out of the driveway, it's hard to see through and over.  Why does this matter to me?

This is where we watch the snow melt during the When When Contest. If we can't see any snow.... then I don't know what will happen next winter.

Mom tells me not to worry, that everything will work out.

I give my Mom a lot of grief because she's a bean and all, but hey, she's never let me down yet, so I've decided not to worry about it.  Besides, the snow won't fall for a few months.

Tuxie Tuesday

Since Mom put the two otto-mans in the middle of the living room, she had to find a place to put the coffee table.  She put it in her bedroom, right underneath the air colditioner.  Fortunately she covered it with a quilt so it is a nice place to nap, especially when the hots are here (like they were last night).

I do not like when things change like this.

Can you tell?

Millie's Manic Monday

Actually, YESTERDAY was kinda manic, but you get to hear about it today. Remember I told you Mom went out looking for a chair? She had found this one online,

but the brick store didn't have one she could try sitting in. She was talking to Auntie Karate who works in a different store that sells furniture. Auntie Karate convinced Mom to go look at furniture in her store. So Mom went.

Mom shopped.

First Mom found two ottomans, black and cream and red plaid.

Then Mom picked out a rusty-red chair that spins around.

Mom saw a big sofa that was VERY comfy, and she thought it would look good with the ottomans and the spinning red chair.

Auntie Karate wasn't satisfied. She dragged Mom through the whole store, telling Mom to sit in each chair and try each sofa.

Mom was surprised this chair was so comfortable.

Mom spent many green papers.  So what did she bring home?
I shall do my exploring when Mom is day hunting. It won't do to have her think I approve of everything right away.

After all that, she went to the used furniture store and bought this table she found on Saturday. She says it has "nice lines" but needs a little TLC.

Easy Like Sunday

Every Saturday morning Mom gets up early, eats her foods, plans her men-news for the week and goes food hunting. She does the washing machine shuffle and washes the dishes. Sometimes she does some cooking. Yesterday she cooked up a big pot of garbanzo beans. She'll probably make Hummus tomorrow. Last week she made some Basil Pesto and some Sun-Dried Tomato Pesto.

She's been wasting  spending a lot of time looking at chairs and tables on the computer.

I have been napping on the bed. At least one of us understands the concept of "easy."