Strange cries from outside!

In the middle of the night last night I was rudely shaken awake by some loud noises from outside the bedroom window. Mommy must have also been disturbed by it because she rolled onto her side and put the spare pillow over her head. It's strange that she didn't get up to see what the noise was, could she already know about it? Is that why it didn't startle her?

I didn't care how scary the noises were, I was determined to see what was making such a noise. I peeked through the "blinds" strips and saw a cat, sitting alone. No, she wasn't sitting, she was standing but with her front side close to the ground and her back side curled upward! She was sticking her butt in the air and screaming for attention! What causes such behavior? It didn't even sound like the voice of a delicate lady cat at all. It sounded like a beast! What would drive any self respecting female to do such a thing?

I continued to watch for a while, she moved to the other side of the bushes, then walked to the other side of the street, but with each stop she kept crying and curling her butt up into the air. It was truly sad to see that. After a little while though she drew the attention of an ugly looking cat with parts of his ear missing. He must have been trying to help her but when he got close to her she'd just hiss at him and chase him away. What is her problem?

I ended up going back to bed and curled in mommy's lap until the sun came up and the day started as usual. Sometime in the middle of the day I heard that same cry but it was a different voice. I looked out the window again and saw that it was a very different lady cat, but she had the same problem. I am SO happy I am not an outdoor cat, there must be something they are eating that makes them feel sick and cry like that.

It is now bedtime, mommy and daddy are already asleep. So far there is no sign of those unhappy females, and I sure hope they stay away and just let us sleep peacefully tonight. Though I can't help but feel sorry for them. I hope they get well soon, for the sanity of us all.

Mommy has a mommy too?

Something interesting happened today. My mommy was talking to her "phone" and I watched as she told many stories about me to someone she calls "mommy". Could that be a real mommy? Or is this a lady that she just calls mommy like I call her mommy?

I listened for clues but all I could hear was something about a visit. Is her mommy afraid of the stormy weather we get here sometimes in the spring? Sure it rains a little, but nobody should be THAT afraid of water. Call me a hypocrite but when water falls in nature it is not as scary as when water gets spit on you from a big spraying mouth like in the oval water bowl. THAT kind of water gets you soaked in 2 seconds, but nature lets it take at least 2 minutes before you are anywhere near as wet as you get in the human bath.

Anyway, it seems that mommy's mommy will be coming in a month. I guess I should call her my "grand mommy" because maybe this really is her real mommy. I heard it mentioned that she will be bringing her own Siamese cat by. My mommy told me all about this cat, her name is "Selina" and she is only one year older than me and already had her own litter of kittens. She is bringing her litter of kittens by too! I don't know if I should be worried or excited about this visit. I guess I have a month to decide.

Evidence of bad behavior

As soon as I hugged mommy and daddy goodbye, I raced over to the new tv and explored. Mommy wasn't so foolish though, as if she knew I was going there she opened the door and said "Hey! Bad girl! I knew you'd do that. Don't touch it." Of course I jumped away from it as soon as the door opened, but I guess my reflexes were too slow and she saw me, darn it.

Just in case she would open that door again, I waited for half the day to pass. When I was sure she wasn't anywhere near I carefully walked up on the stand and examined the tv. It shocked my nose a little if I came to close to it. I guess it doesn't like me sniffing the front part. I walked behind it and saw alot of those little cables wrapped together with another plastic strip. They won't be wiggling so there's no fun in playing with them. What a boring object. I stood on mommy's desk and tried to see if I could at least sit on it, but just as I thought the tv is too thin and I lose balance.

This new tv sure is a waste of time. It smells like plastic and it has no buttons on front. Strange though, when daddy made it light up last night I was sure I saw a little blue light in the corner. There is no sign of where that light came from though, there's no button or bulb. Needless to say I lost interest in that boring new tv, very fast. But at least there is some decent walking space in front.

When mommy came home I was nowhere near the tv, but somehow she knew I had explored it thoroughly. How could she know? She yelled at me and this time, instead of patting me really hard she pulled out a metal bottle and it sprayed cold air on me with a roar! That really frightened me! I ran out of the room until I believed it was safe.

I poked my head around the corner to see if it was safe again, and noticed mommy cleaning my paw prints off of the face of the tv. Man! I thought I was so careful! I guess that's how she knew. She tortured the tv with that air spray can and I saw so many of my hairs fall from the face of the tv when she finished. I guess that's even more evidence I left behind. I should be more careful from now on. But really, I don't see any point of examining such a boring tv anymore anyway.

The new big box!

After mommy and daddy came home from work today, LATE again... they carried in a very very big box with plastic straps wrapped around it. I've never seen a box so big! After they brought it in they spent a long time moving around different furniture pieces - which, by the way, I found a new treat hidden under one of them.

I couldn't help them move anything but the couch, I did my best to sit right in the center to keep it balanced if it tipped in either direction. That's the most a kitten my size could do, but I know it helped because that was the fastest thing to move. After everything was rearranged in the room I quickly scanned the newly exposed carpet for more treats that might have gotten loose. I'm sorry to say I didn't find any, but I guess that means my hunting skills are just too good for them.

After a long time of planning out cords and cables, that I am never allowed to play with, mommy and daddy finally opened that huge box. It was an odd box, with a small separate piece for a lid on both top and bottom, and the sides were just one large piece folded three times. It's no wonder they needed the plastic strips to hold it together, that box was not a REAL box after all. Still, once they took the large black object out, the box was all mine to play with.

This box was awesome! I could climb up the dining room chairs and table and jump onto the white hard foam shapes and some foamy blanket too. Upon my third pounce I was deceived by the foam because as soon as I jumped on it everything collapsed and before I knew it I was at the bottom of the box in a big pile of foam scraps. I was just about to cry out for help but then I found the plastic strip pieces wiggling and I couldn't help but attack it. That kept me very busy for a long time, do you know how hard it is to bite plastic?

Just when I was starting to get somewhere with the plastic strips, mommy laughed at me and pulled me out of the box. We all sat down on the couch together and watched the big black object light up. It was put in the place of the old tv, but it was more than twice it's size, and longer too! I really can't believe I missed out on examining the object before, but the box ate me up so I had no choice anyway.

What I don't understand is, daddy spent alot of time pushing buttons to "set it up". It was standing perfectly already. I discovered lots of walking space on the wooden stand that used to hold the old tv. That tv took up every inch of that stand but this new one left perfect pathways in front and behind it! What confuses me is, everytime I go near the new tv mommy or daddy pats me really hard and yells at me. I keep thinking they are petting me so I just purr to let them know I am happy too. Though I get the feeling they are not patting me to show me they are happy. I decided to wait until they are gone to examine the new tv, at least that way they won't bother me while I try to focus.

My turn in the oval water bowl

My curiosity got the better of me today. While mommy was cooking dinner I decided I was brave enough to walk around in between her feet. Though I got the feeling that I was just in the way, she kept yelling at me saying I was "tripping" her. I found a new spot to sit just on top of the counter on the other side of her, but she wouldn't let me up there. She said "that's not for kitties". When she put me down I found myself right next to the big white human-food box. I know that's where mommy and daddy get their food and water because they open it and pull food from there. It's strange though because it is cool on the inside but here where I stood was warm. Maybe it breathes cold air in and hot air out?

I found a little pathway where little pieces of paper hid, in between the counter and the white box. There were colorful objects too! A pen, a pink square mommy calls her "eraser", and something that looked like the top of the bottle that mommy drinks water from. I thought maybe she left them there because she could not walk there, it's simply too narrow for her. But me, a slender kitten of 5 months, I could fit easily! After I walked halfway through the small opening, mommy yelled "no!" and pulled me out. I don't understand why she didn't want me back there.

Apparently the white box not only breathes hot air out, but it also makes this gray powder and hairballs too! Mommy said she didn't even recognize me because I was so "dirty". I guess that's what triggered the next event.

Mommy grabbed an old towel and took me in to the "bathroom" where my litter box and food is kept, she took her clothes off while still holding me, then put the towel over the pole of the shower blanket and took me to the other side of it! That was the first time I'd ever been on the other side of that splash shield! She pulled something shiny out and water started to pour really fast from the mouth of a shiny spout. Then something magical happened, she pulled another small shiny stick out of that spout and suddenly the water stopped pouring from there and came from above!

I was soaked in 2 seconds! I screamed at first but mommy held me close to her heart and then talked to me with her sweet voice. She rubbed me and pet me with some white cream in her hand and it was all over my hair and it smelled funny and felt even worse. But I sat there quietly, only speaking to remind her that I wanted to be kept away from that water spray. Now I understand how important that splash shield is for everything on the other side of it. My "bath" was over very quickly. All the "dirt" was off of me and before I knew it I was wrapped like a baby in the dry warm towel. I see now why mommy and daddy like their "towel" so much. It really takes alot of the water off of you.

After mommy's version of a bath, I had to give myself a bath to try to straighten out the mess of hair. My whole body needed serious grooming. That kept me busy for a long time. I don't understand how the white food box could cause such trouble for me, but I'm sure I won't be going near it for a while!

The death of the chirpy toy

Mommy brought home another new toy today. It is a round, black and brown spotted hairy object with a tail, and it smells like something I just can't resist! The smell comes from something green and chopped up to tiny bits. Is it some sort of dried leaf? Whatever it is, mommy poured that stuff into the belly of the new toy she calls a "mouse". I've never seen a mouse but, from what I hear that isn't what they are supposed to look like.

I guess this mouse is supposed to be the handle for the blue and white knotted rope mommy made for me, the one with the stringy ends. We play with it alot so it makes sense that she would want a better way to hold on to it. I don't mind new toys, in fact this "mouse" smells so good I just couldn't put it down! I dragged it with me everywhere I went today.

While playing with my new mouse, mommy pulled out that chirpy toy again. Apparently I'm not the only one that doesn't like the noise it makes because she gave it to daddy. After a few minutes of examining the stick he broke the little black round part open and took something out of it. Since then it has not made a sound so I guess he killed it before I could after all.

A new human friend!

Something exciting happened today! One of daddy's friends came over. Wow, he was very nice! He didn't mind my curiosity and let me sniff him as much as I like. He must know I don't often see new people here! He let me smell his shoes, his pants, his glasses, and even his hair! Everything about him smells different, he was certainly fun to explore! He sat on the chair at mommys desk and talked with mommy and daddy for a while about me. It's ok, it's been a while since they talked about me and where I am from.

Now that I think about it, I haven't really thought of my sisters and brother back at CatHaven. I sure hope they have found a good home by now. Maybe with more people in it like this Chris friend!

Chris likes to pet me alot, and I admit I gave him extra attention while he was here because it seemed he was smiling because of me, and mommy seemed to enjoy how friendly I was too. He left as soon as he came. But he didn't hug me goodbye, that must mean he'll be back soon! I hope so. He's fun.

A bag of human treats

Mommy and daddy didn't eat at home tonight. They brought food home in little white boxes for tomorrow I guess. In fact they came home very late after work today. I was really worried! They told me they were out celebrating something special today. Really, humans are strange sometimes. Is there something special happening today?

Both mommy and daddy were talking about a movie they watched some place other than the couch we usually watch movies on. I wonder, did that place allow a kitten like me to join? I like to watch movies too, why didn't they take me along?

I think maybe mommy won the competition for her bag today because when she came home her heart decorated bag was full of human treats! So many it looked like it was about to tear! She gets upset with me for exploring inside that bag so I couldn't really see what was in there, though I really tried many times. I just wanted to see what they were and hope her treats don't get up and hide all over the place like mine do!

Yogurt is SO YUMMY

A new discovery! Mommy has been trying to get me to drink some white water she calls "milk". Just because her friends cats like it doesn't mean ALL cats like it. But, I did try a lick of the white cream that sticks to the top of the plastic container of her so called "desserts". Every once in a while she'll have one of these in her hand after dinner and she enjoys this dessert she calls yogurt". She let me try a lick of it tonight off of the lid she normally cleans. I don't think it smelled any different from the white water but it certainly tasted really good! I think I have a new favorite treat!

A strange decorated bag

Mommy started working on this "project" she has to take to "work". She says it is for a design competition with her friends from work. How does sticking heart shapes on a bag work into a competition? It's fun though cuz she's cutting the hearts out of colored paper. I like to take the paper strips and cut out shapes with my teeth too. Sometimes the paper seems to wiggle and I can pretend it's a big bug to attack! It makes mommy laugh when I throw the paper scraps around, so I do it more than I normally would. I like to hear her laugh so it's worth the extra effort.

One thing I still don't understand is, she yells at me when I stand on certain objects. Why can't I stand on the table? I just want to watch her work, I won't play with the paper she is using but maybe she doesn't understand that. She's been patting my backside really hard when she shouts. What does that mean? I do love when she pets me, is that what she's trying to do?

This project annoys me, it took almost all the time I get to play with her after she came home from work. Even after her mate went to bed she was still working on it. I fell asleep in her spot until she finally came to bed. Why is she putting so much time into this bag? I sure hope she gets some reward for it.

A new water bowl!

I overheard mommy talking into the small voice box - she calls it her "phone" - about some sort of medicines for me. What kind of medicines would a perfectly healthy kitten like me need? She made some sort of agreement on a day to take me in somewhere and that was the last I heard of it. What does this mean? I remember Mrs. Peggy took me to some place where I was poked and "injected" with medicine of some sort. Twice actually. Why would I have to have more? Humans are strange.


At least I didn't have to face that shiny "clipper" object anymore today. Each day since that horrible event mommy has held me on her lap as if to torment me again with that object, but instead she only rubbed my paws and talked to me with her soothing voice while showing me the evil object in it's "closed" position. I don't trust it though. No one should ever trust that thing.


Oh! Something nice happened today. After mommy and daddy came home from work today they brought me a big blue bottle of water with a brand new bowl to sit it in. This way they know I always have something to drink. They spoil me though. The water they put in my bowl always tastes different from the water in the sink. Shhh... they don't know I have tasted the sink water, and toilet water too! I'm happy with this new water bowl though, it's nice and shallow so they don't have to work so hard to clean it if I spill my food in it again.

The evil claw clippers

I've started to notice a pattern. It seems the treats only escape from the bag on the days that mommy and daddy have to go to that "work" place. I found two this morning and originally thought I had just missed them somehow, but I know my hunting skills are too good to overlook these goodies so there is no way I could have missed these two all weekend! A few hours later though, I found 4 more that were randomly hidden in a different room this time! It's very confusing, but again I really don't mind. Something tells me that these treats only appear in such awkward places when mommy and daddy are away.


After mommy came home, she continued to work on the knots and it looks like she finished it too! She scraped a stick and made it glow yellow and touched the yellow to the end of it. The yellow light made the string very hot and it turned glossy and sticky but it cooled off and got hard very fast. I guess thats how she managed to keep the knots from coming undone. She was very happy to finish it, I could tell because then she started to swing it around and play with it! I was looking forward to joining in and couldn't resist playing too! It makes me happy to hear mommy laugh.


While we were playing, I guess I got a little carried away in the chase of the stringy toy mommy made. I ran too far and too fast, I jumped a little too hard off of a soft warm surface that made daddy scream. I didn't even realize it but I hurt daddy's foot. Why do I keep messing up?

Daddy rubbed it but it looked like I left a red line on his foot, three in fact. That must have upset mommy because she picked me up and took me to her desk and sat me on her lap with my belly up. She then took these shiny biting things and started using it to bite my back claws.

I didn't mind at first but I just didn't want to stand still anymore so I kicked and wiggled to get free. Suddenly the biting thing bit too hard and it hurt really bad. I didn't want it anywhere near me anymore so I lost control of myself and did whatever I could to get out of the hold mommy had on me! My claw was hanging off, not fully cut through and I didn't want it to get any shorter because it really hurt! That shiny thing was NOT a nice thing.

After wiggling and kicking as much as I could, I started to scream and cry to let mommy know I wanted to get away from that mean object. She wouldn't let go of me. I did what I had to do, I bit the hand she was using to hold that shiny object, but she still didn't release it or me. I screamed and kept biting at her and she really didn't like that, but what could I do? Mommy was making me so mad, she didn't understand how evil that thing is, why did it bite me? Why did it bite my claws?

Mommy let me go, then she put the object on the floor and let me examine it. Though I didn't dare get too close, it might bite me again! She thinks maybe if I smell it and observe it first then maybe I won't mind it?! I didn't want it to be anywhere near me, so I left it alone. Apparently mommy didn't want it to leave me alone. She picked me up and put me right back on her lap like before and kept using that thing to bite the rest of my claws while I struggled and screamed. Why doesn't she understand the risk she put me through? I hope to never have to fight mommy again.

After that awful event of "clipping my claws" mommy tried to make peace with me by petting me and giving me treats. Yeah, it worked. I'm a sucker for love.

My collar is gone!

Mommy spent an awful lot of time today calling my name. I decided the tone in her voice is different when she calls my name on purpose. This time I decided to go to her instead of have her look for me. At least this way she'll make less noise. It's funny though, it seemed to make her happy when I came to her. She'd give me goodies and kisses, she'd pet me and say sweet things to me too! Then she'd put me back in the room farthest from her and call my name again. I guess this is some sort of a game, but as long as there's love and goodies waiting I'll keep coming when she calls.

It's strange but she waited hours sometimes, even waiting for the moment I fell asleep as if she did it on purpose. She'd call me and as much as I dislike interrupted naps, I found her and went to her like before. Again she gave me kisses and treats! I really like moments like those. But then she also did something very thoughtful, she took off that blue collar for me! She must have known I didn't like it! Maybe it's a good thing after all, to come to her when she calls me. It seems to have helped in keeping the annoying bell collar off of me! Which makes me wonder, is that why she put it on me in the first place? Is it because she couldn't find me? All I really know is I'm SO GLAD it's gone, it was starting to mess with the hairs around my neck.