Next Door Kitty

Next Door Kitty has discovered my new treat jar!!!  Every time Mum goes out into the garden, Next Door Kitty is waiting on the fence.  She hangs on with her claws - it's a very narrow fence - and purrs and squeaks - she's a bit of a squeaker - until Mum dips into my treat jar.  She then takes the treats one by one from Mum's fingers - Mum says her teeth are very sharp, but if she just puts them in the palm of her hand and holds that up, Next Door Kitty won't eat them.  Nigel, Next Door Kitty's Dad, says she won't take the food from his hand like she will from Mum's.

She was a very nervous Next Door Kitty, but she's getting braver now - did I tell you she fell off the conservatory roof the other week? - and if the treats are not forthcoming, she will now come down into the garden.  Here I am retreating to the sidelines.

Now she's after Dad's manky gardening shoes.  Even I won't go near those.

I think Next Door Kitty would like to come and live with us, cos let's face it, things are pretty good around here.

I'm keeping an eye on her, in case she's after my cushion.

Now she's gone inside.  Hope she doesn't eat my noms as well.  Actually, I don't really mind sharing my treats with Next Door Kitty, cos she hasn't been very well and has been off her food a bit.  I'm a good big fat ginger cat, see??

I'm a big fat ginger cat who's happy to share his treats (as long as she doesn't eat them all) with Next Door Kitty.

A Quick Wash

I'm just having a quick wash.  Big fat ginger kitty needs to look his best at all times.

What's that.  Now look, I've forgotten where I got up to.

I'm a big fat ginger cat who can't remember if he washed his paws or not.

Naughty Kitty Club

This morning, I am very excited, as in my email inbox this morning was my Naughty Kitty Club membership badge!  Don't I just look so naughty!!

I'm a big fat ginger proud to be a naughty kitty!

I'm a tired Kitty

I'm very tired this morning, as I was left in charge of the house for a whole night.  Mum and Dad went to the boat thing, and decided to leave me behind.  I did object to being left behind, but to be fair, when they started getting ready to go I did go and hide under the sofa and refused to come out, so I guess it must have looked like I didn't want to go.

So, I stayed behind and was in charge.  There are good points and bad points about being in charge.  The bad thing is you don't get to go outside - Dad doesn't like me going out in the dark cos he says I'm dim and will get lost.  Actually, last time I did go out in the dark I did get lost, so maybe he has a point.    However, kitties are more than compensated by the good stuff, like a bowl full to the brim with noms (I could hardly believe my eyes), the whole bed to yourself, and an opportunity to explore the kitchen worktops, something I am definitely not allowed to do when Mum's here.

So, I guarded the house and now I's tired.

So today, never mind that Mancat Monday stuff, I'm going to make full use of my cushion, just in case it disappears again.

I'm a big fat ginger sleepy cat who's tired after being in charge.

IKEA's Cats

I wasn't going to post this today, but Mum got an e-mail from IKEA - don't know if you all get the IKEA Cat Commercial??  I can't reproduce any of the images, but apparently they released 100 cats into the IKEA store at Wembley, and filmed them roaming around.  There's a competition as well, but not sure if that's open to anyone outside of the UK.  Anyway, it's worth a look just for the cute cat pictures.

Go to http://cats.ikea.com/ Here's a video about the making of the commercial.

I'm a big fat ginger cat who wonders if he can get a job with IKEA.

Wordless Wednesday

I'm a big fat ginger cat who has no words today.

Rediscovering my Cushion

My cushion seems to have re-appeared.  I'm not too sure where it went.  I think Mum said she took it to the Boat Thing, as I seemed to prefer my Kitty Condo.  She did put it down for me there, but when on the Boat Thing I'd much rather sit on the bed, or on the furniture.   They are doing something wrong on the Boat Thing, as there are only two chairs.  Obviously they can't count to 3, as we need a chair each, so every time one of them gets up, I claim the chair for myself!

Anyway, back to the cushion.

It's a very nice comfy cushion, and all of a sudden it was back in it's rightful place, so I thought I'd make the most of it.  Mum's been going to that Work Thing this week, so I'm asleep on the cushion when she goes, and I'm still there when she gets home.

Puss' Mum:  well, at least you're not spending all day asleep on next door but one's sofa, like you have been doing.

I like next door but one's sofa, it's nice and comfy, but my cushion is comfier!!

I'm a big fat ginger cat who likes his cushion.

Early on Friday

I don't know whats going on in our house, but they got up at 4.30 am this morning.  It was still dark, and I know I'm not allowed out in the dark.  I knew there wasn't any point in asking for any breakfast, cos it didn't look like I was going to get any.  I was keeping well clear of the evil cat carrier as well, just in case.  When something different happens it usually means a trip in the evil cat carrier.

I'm gonna have to sleep all day to get over the shock.

I'm a big fat ginger tired cat cos they all got up too early this morning.

PS:  Note the gratuitious tummy shot?

Tummy Snorgles

My friend Kari kindly left a comment on yesterday's picture saying she was keen to give my tummy a good snorgle.  In the hope of some serious snorgling, maybe some whisker scritches, and especially for Kari, I present some more tummyliciousness.

Are you all tummied out yet?

I'm a big fat ginger tummylicious cat!

All Too Much

Sometimes, it's all too much for a big fat ginger cat, and the only thing to do is sleep where you drop.

Nom Fest

Mum bought me some kitty stick treats with Salmon & Trout.  They smelled yummy, although I couldn't open the packet by myself.

Mum helped me - I likes kitty stick treats, although sometimes it's a bit tricky to get your tongue right round.

I'm having a good go though.  See how long my tongue is?

Now a good bite with the back teeth.  Nearly got it all.

Now the other side.

Actually, it didn't end that well, as 10 minutes after I'd eaten this I vommed on the carpet!  I don't think that was anything to do with the kitty stick treats, more the amount of kitty grass I ate in the garden earlier.

Hope that doesn't mean I don't get to finish the kitty stick treats.

I'm a big fat ginger cat who likes kitty stick treats.

Mo Cats Day

I was most concerned to hear that some silly human thought today should be No Cats Day, so I wanted to play Mo Cats Day with everyone else.  Picture curtesy of Derby.

Not only is it fun to play, but it's a good opportunity to post some of those photos that might otherwise not get used.

Mat guarding.

Step guarding.

Window guarding.

Scratch post guarding.

Just send that silly human round here, I'll soon sort him out.

I'm a big fat ginger guarding my stuff and ready to sort out the silly human cat.

Foliage

I like hiding in the garden foliage.

Can you see me Mum?

Honestly, I'm not doing anything I shouldn't.

I'm a big fat ginger in the foliage cat.

Toes on Tuesday

These are my toes.  Sometimes I leave them poking out of my kitty condo.

Here I am, all curled up and snuggly.

I do like it in here, honest, but sometimes, it's all just too much.

See what I mean?

I'm a big fat ginger cat with too much to think about.

Stinky Poop!

Apparently I have stinky poop!  Can you believe that?  I certainly don't.  I mean, do I look like the kind of cat that has stinky poop?

Mum says she can't remember my poop ever being as stinky as it is now.  I'm not sure this is really a topic for general conversation.

Mum:  Puss, your poop is really stinky.  In fact it is so stinky it stinks out the entire house.  The other thing I don't understand is why you always have to make stinky poop at 4.30 am every morning.  It's so stinky it wakes us up, and one of us has to get up to get rid of the stinky poop.

I should explain that my kitty tray is in the spare room, which is next door to their bedroom.  I don't know what all the fuss is about.  A cat's got to do what a cat's got to do, doesn't matter what time it is.

Mum:  At least you're regular, I suppose.

Exactly, at least you know were you are with me on the poop front.  They have decided to change my food, from the Iams light to something else, as apparently Iams is known for making stinky poop.  I don't really care what it is, as long as I get fed.

Mum:  Puss, if your poop is really stinky in the house, just imagine what it smells like on the boat thing.  Stinky poop in a confined space is not a good thing.

Is that why you're always rushing about in the early hours of the morning?  I thought it was time to get up, but that explains why you always go back to bed again.

Mum:   And another thing.  Are you scrumping some other kitty's dinner??  We weighed you at the weekend, and you've put back on all the weight that you lost.

Um, me?  Scrump another kitty's dinner.  Would I do that??  (Puss looks sheepishly at the floor).

Mum:  Hmm, I might have to reduce your rations if this goes on.

Hey, wait a minute.  What if I promise not to make any more stinky poop?  Does that mean the kitty treats are rationed now?

On the subject of treats, I got a new jar for mine from my Grandma (the one who thinks it's Christmas in August).  It's got a little fishy on the top.

I know there's treats in it, cos I've looked!   Now, if I could only work out how to get the lid off.

I'm a big fat ginger cat with stinky poop (allegedly!!)

After all the Excitement

there's nothing else to do but have a sleep on the sofa.

I'm a big fat ginger sleeping cat.