I has my needs, y’know

Mwow.  Just Mwow.  Y’ know I’s not a complainer, my kitty friends…so you’ll be understandin’  the seriousness of what I must now say:  What’s up with all the early morning noise, scary machines, strangers, and…..worst of all….dogs!?!?  Right outside my window perch.  All summer.  First, staff got a case of the crazies and tore up the flowers where the little birdies would come and play–result? No birdies outside my perch.  Then, a stranger in a scary yellow machine comes and digs a huge hole–result? No birdies, and so much noise, my perch is unusable for napping.  Nearly every morning I’s awakened by the irritating tinkling of dog tags and then the running and barking and growling–right outside every window as they chases each other and pesters lizards and bugs–result? No birdies.  So.  I says again.  What. Is. Up. With. That?  I’s don’t think it’s too much to ask to have my tasty little birdie treats to stalk and watch outside my window perch.  I has my needs.  I’s thinkin’ it’s time to stop the insanity while there’s still a chance the little birdies will come around, but I’s not holding out much hope. Staff has some sort of plans for the big hole, they’s been talking to the dog’s people about it.  Seems like I’s gonna be denied my birdies just so staff can have something called ‘addition’…..mwowsighmwow….In the meanswhile,  I’s gonna thrash…er…I mean, play with a kitty hoots birdie for now….they’s pretty fun.  I’s likin’ one with pink feather-y stuff on its head right now….

See–like this one, ‘cept mine is a bit, um, “used”.  Check out one for yourself at Fat Cat, Inc–Dem Dum Birdies:  http://www.fatcatinc.com/html_site/1_dem.shtml   Hey, thanks for lettin’ me get that off my chest, my kitty friends.  I’s feelin’ a bit better now.  Mwow til next time!

Mwowin’ in the Wind

Groovy Greetings all you cats and kittens!  I’s got some great news!  Staff has built me my very own concert hall!  They’s callin’ it a front porch, but I’s here to tell ya that the accoustics are amazin’!  I’s been out there a-yowlin’—I means a-singin’ and my music carries all through the house and out into the yard!  I’s startin’ ta think of myself as the feline Bob Dylan, yup a Kitty Troubador, folk-mwower extraordinaire!  Check out what I plan to open my concert with:

How many birds must a cat stalk down,                                                                         

before you can call him a cat?

Yes, and how many times must the birdie land,

Before he lands in my mouth?

Yes, and how long will treats be kept in a canister,

before canisters are banned?

The answer, my kitty friends, is mwowin’ in the wind’

The answer is mwowin’ in the wind.

I’ll be a-mwowin’ nightly from the windowsill of my new concert hall.  Staff has already been askin’ for encores!  I’s hopin’ to get a band together and go on the road instead of goin’ to the “kitty hotel” next time staff travels.  Thinkin’ I’ll cut ya loose now, my kitty friends, to work on some new songs.

Peace, love and mwows,

Pook ‘Dylan’

(Apologies and thanks to the real Bob Dylan–actual lyrics for Blowin’ in the Wind accessed from http://orad.dent.kyushu-u.ac.jp/dylan/blowwind.html )

Zen Cat Wisdom

 

 

Ohmmmwow, my kitty friends.  I’s in a meditative mood.  As such I has meditated on how we kitties can enlighten the rest of the world.  Breathe deeply, and contemplate the following:

1. Make your own fun.    This one was inspired by my talent for hiding toys from myself and then stalking them.  I never gets tired of it!
2. Try new things.     Yesterday, I tried whapping a mousie toy with my back feet instead of the usual….it was waaaay fun!
3. Let people know what you want.     Much as you wish they could read your mind and anticipate your every need, staff can’t know what you needs unless you tells ‘em.  I always get my nibbles and treats this way–right when I wants ‘em.
4. Do everything with passion.       Yup.  If you play with passion, it’s always fun, even if you end up bonking your head on a table leg while chasing your toys.
5. Appreciate the simple things.     One of my most favoritest toys is a piece of yarn.  Yup, just a green string.  Didn’t come from some fancy store; staff just cut it from a ball and gave it to me.
6. Find a sunbeam and take a nap.     Naps aren’t just for pre-schoolers.  Everyone can obtain a better outlook toward life with a quick (pardon the obvious pun) catnap.
7. Purr everyday.     There is always at least one thing, happening or person you can be thankful for everyday.  Take a minute or two and meditate on this gratitude and purr.

Live in the moment, my kitty friends.  Ohmmmmmmmwow………

Be My Valentine, Staff

Mwow, but’s been a long time since I’s blogged!  I’s so very busy makin’ sure them birdies know I’m here, keepin’ my staff in line, playin’ with my toys and sleepin’…..I guess time has just gotten away from me. 

Since it’s bein so close to Valentine’s Day and all, I thought it’d be nice to write a post in appreciation of one of my staff.  So.  I’m appreciatin’ her because of a new toy and game she made up just for me!  She got this toy from Santa in her stocking, it looks like this:

A sort of clear plastic-y container with little Chrismas tree decorated papery things inside.  I thinks she realized that Santa meant to put it in MY stocking, cuz she has made this game for me with it:  she hides it on the book shelf next to the bed, and then I sniffs around for it.  When I finds it, I chews on it a bit and then I carry it around the house for her to see that I found it!  Then, she hides it again and I finds it again, and over and over and over!  Sometimes, when she takes it from me to hide it again, she chases me around and pretends to be mad that I found it, and pretends like they’s really hers!  She even ”scolds” me, sayin’ to “leave those alone!  Those are MY tissues!” –heh, heh, heh.  She really is good staff!  I know she respects my intelligence and detection abilities, cuz she hid it really good today….I hasn’t found it yet, but I will!  In fact, I’s off to search a bitty bit more before my afternoon nap.  Mwow for now, my kitty friends!

Some of my Favorite Things

Mwow all my kitty friends!  “Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens….”  Whatever…I’ll be addin’ a new line to that one: Catnip in mousies and seafood in crunchies!  Yup, I must tells you about some of my fav gifties from Christmas this year.  Santa left me lots of toys in my stocking…but I must say my fav of these would have to be the Kong Natural Mice:  White mousie is my fav of the two.  Staff was pleased, cuz these mousies is all natural–no toxic dyes or materials.  Natural-Schmatural–I’m lovin’ the catnip inside and the light-weight bat-around-the-house playability of these mousies.  MWOW!!!  Find ‘em at your fav pet store or check out their site: http://www.kongcompany.com/worlds_best.html  The only thing that would make these mousies better would be if there was a way to make them come back out of closed closet doors or out from under the stove……

Sunny, my kitty-cuz, sent me new treats from the beach!  Sunny lives in the San Diego area, and is an expert on all things beachin’.  Here be my new fav treats:  Friskies Party Mix Beachside Crunch:  I loves the mix of shapes and flavor variety (shrimp, crab and tuna) of seafood yumminess!  I even loves the names those clever people at Friskies gave the shapes–’specially the fishie-shaped one–they calls it a shrimpie!  ROTFM (Rollin’ on the floor mwowin’)!  Check out your fav pet store/grocery store for these, too, or check out the Friskies site:  http://www.friskies.com/Cat-Treats/Party-Mix-Beachside-Crunch/Default.aspx for more info on ingredients and where to buy ‘em.  These treats are SOOO good, I requests ‘em whenever I sees staff headin’ in the direction of their storage canister!  Staff thinks I’m being pushy…whatever–Oh! They’re headin’ there now–gotta go!  Mwow for now!

Handy Holiday Do’s and “Don’ts”

Mwow all you kitties out there!  I’s been thinkin’ a lot during this holiday season and has come up with a list of things you should absolutely do and things you’s should think about just a bitty bit first….we’ll call those “don’ts”, but you knows what I mean.

Do’s:

• pay attention to all rattling sounds–might be treats or chow for you!
• inspect anything wrapped–think catnip.
• purr a bit more than usual, hang with your staff a bit more–insures a more abundant season for you, if you knows what I’ma sayin’.
• rid house of any live mousie friends–see above reason.
• Take advantage of playing with wrapping paper before it gets picked up–Staff is more patient with this if it happens after packages are UNwrapped…if you try this WHILE gifts are being wrapped, you may want to move this to the “Don’t” list–staff patience will be thin.

“Don’ts”

• beware of getting to close to staff wrapping gifts–I was just playin’ with some ribbon (so shinycurlybouncy!) that happened to be being attached to a package, and staff threatened to curl my whiskers!
• eating tinsel can have dire consequences–nuff said.
• playing with toys around stoves and fridges can be dangerous–staff cooking will not be watching for you and may nearly step on you, toys can become lodged under appliances–staff loses patience after the first few rescues.

Hope that comes in handy for ya.  Please submit your do’s and “don’ts” in the comments–I’ll publish my favs.  I’s got me quite a few new toys to stalk, thrash and play with.  Stay tuned for my fav-o-rite gifts O the Season!  Stay warm my kitty friends!

Help Roice Hurst

Mwow all my kitty friends out there!  I’ll bet some of you are like me and found your staff after being in an animal shelter.  Y’know the staff at Roice Hurst, where I was temporarily, are really super nice.  They provide a fantastic place for all the cats there, with towers and scratching posts and friends to play with.  They are quite attentive and spend a great deal of their time supporting the fragile egos of those of us who were homeless and temporarily without a full-time staff.  I do likes to be socially responsible, especially where Roice Hurst is concerned, and I’m appealing to all of you, my kitty friends, to help me help Roice Hurst.  I just voted in Care2.com’s online contest to make 2009 “A New Year of Hope for Animals.”  If my favorite local animal shelter wins this contest, my shelter will win a much needed $10,000 donation! Every vote helps promote the need for pet adoption to save homeless animals’ lives. Please help my shelter win and save homeless pets by voting today.  Click this link to help out my buddies at Roice Hurst:   http://www.care2.com/animalsheltercontest/76512/?refer=26165.10.1229616161.0371  You can tell ‘em Pook sent you!  While you’re at it, check out the link to Roice Hurst in my blogroll.  Hey–thanks a lot.  Mwow and Meowy Christmas!

Mwow-la-la-la-la

Mwow-la-la-la-la, my kitty friends!  I feels the need to comment upon the season and all.  In this time of giving and receiving, I must say that I much prefers the receiving part.  To this end, staff is seeing to my needs quite nicely.  They has constructed an entire tree inside the house!  Said tree is decorated quite nicely with all manner of shineyglitterynoisemake-y toys….for me!!!  I thinks staff wanted to surprise me, cuz everytime I bats at one, they shoo me outta there, so as not to ruin the surprise….ain’t that so sweet?  And to think all I was planning for them was a set of matching hair-balls.  Perhaps a bit later, I’ll do me some e-shopping….or not.  They is some birdies to stalk and terrify–I mean “watch”….yeah, I’m quite the nature-lover, and with a new storm comin’ in them birdies is quite hungry and will be a-spendin’ a bunch o’ time at the feeder right outside the window….hmmm…better go check on that now.  Then maybe I’ll practice Carol of the Bells on the Butt Chimes.  That’ll set a real nice festive mood.  I guess I does my share of giving after all!

Makin’ Music

Mwow all you music lovin’ kitties out there!  I have a new outlet for my musical muse!  I calls it the Butt Chime.  Let me tell you the story:  My staff recently remodeled the kitchen.  In doing so, they added some cupboards (and countertop!) that weren’t there before.  Now, you know I loves to prowl the countertops, but there’s more!  These new cupboards have some sort of a thingy that holds wineglasses upside down.  Right after they were installed and staff had placed the wineglasses in the holders, I was up there checkin’ things out.  Layin’ around I was, stretching out and getting comfortable in my new space.  No one discovered me and I got bored eventually, got up and stretched.  That’s when it happened!  My tail happened to swish just right and knocked one glass into another and that one into another, blah, blah, blah, and music happened!  Yup, I invented the Butt Chime!  I’s can play it all soft-like with a tail swish and I’s can play it loud for emphasis with my butt.  My musical masterpieces always catch the attention of my staff when they’re around–that’s how talented I am!  They cheer my name loudly as I play.  When they cheer like that, I like to give them an extra treat and end my concert with the loud percussion I’m able to create by leaping off the counter and landing as loudly as possible.  I then stroll casually to where they are, full of gracious humility.  Yes….I like to place a look on my face that says, “Me?  You’re cheering for little ole me?  Aww, I didn’t do anything special–I just don’t know what you’re talking about.”  I then conclude my performance by casually walking into another room….I don’t give encores on command.  Move over Bach, make way for Pook!

The Taiga’s Top Predator

Early winter nightfall.  The temperature goes down with the sun.  Pookie, the taiga’s top predator, silently stalks the barren steppes in search of warmth.  The clever Pook realizes he must burrow; burrow deeply to maintain enough body heat to survive the hostile conditions.  Ah yes.  Warmth at last.  The walls of the burrow surround and comfort like…….like…….like being all wrapped up in winter flannel sheets.  Yes.  Pook could almost imagine himself back at home, burrowed under the flannel sheets of the staff’s bed.  He remembers chuckling to himself, heh, heh, heh, as one staff calls to the other, “Come see the lump in the bed.”  Silly staff.  They can’t tell it’s me!  One then says to the other, “Where’s Pook?”  They’ll never find me, heh, heh, heh.  Wait.  What’s that sound?  Could it be an ice storm raging outside the burrow?  It rattles like chow falling into a bowl…..and now?!  That rustling…..it’s…..it’s….TREATS!  I must have them…….but I’m out in the middle of nowhere……oh……whatever.  The taiga’s top predator leaves his burrow and runs to the kitchen, leaving the frozen steppes behind….for now.  Mwow.