Saturday, December 20, 2008
Thursday, December 18, 2008
me (on left) eddy f. chevalier and on right is Bobby D. Chedwick who is currently my very best friend. We are watching the Christmas tree being decorated. this is my first Christmas. Bob has already gotten into the tree and climbed up the trunk a few times. i saw that's how it was supposed to be, so i tried but the tree has poking needles and i give up.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
see how calm i am? i am thinking why did the other cats all just run away from me? why do they not like my offerings of bitey and wrestle? why do they scream and tell me my claws are like fishhooks? what does it all mean? it means they misunderstand, they crazy. i am calm. i'm not going to change at all ~ i'm going to make them like playing with me.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
if i had a million dollars i'd have six of these cat towers, a human to bring food to me so i don't have to eat in the kitchen, and a lot more cat toys and a big sun porch addition with more cat towers and beds and overstuffed fluffy chairs and a big screen hi def tv with non stop films of nice birds ( not Hitchcock) and a big aquarium full of fish and lots of sofas and carpets and catnip plants and those glass prism things hanging around sparkling lights on the wall--i'd want a bunch of those and every so often a small mouse would run through the room... or a centipede. and my veterinarian would always make house calls--he'd be on my turf and just check in on me every week! yeah i wish i had a million dollars! or maybe three million dollars! what would you cats do with a million or so dollars?
Sunday, December 7, 2008
much to the dismay of my brother Bobby D. Chedwick, (turning to look at me in this photo) i have grown to be his size now. i have always loved wrestling with him and he always gave in, even when i was small because i am feisty and he is very very mellow. he has to be careful, and watch his back, because i love to pounce on him when he least expects it. he will not grow any bigger but i will, and he will be the little guy again. will i ever stop pouncing on him? it's such great fun i wonder why he dislikes it so much. he might be way too mellow.
eddy chevalier, not the little guy anymore.