Is It Over Yet?

So the humans celebrate these holidays called "Christmas" and "New Years". Mom put up a small tree on my spot on the living room table. I was not amused.

Then, these two people I don't know came and stayed for a week. They brought packages and boxes and these suitcase things with them. They slept in MY bed. They somehow convinced mom to leave with them on Tuesday last week and she didn't come back until Thursday. There was this guy who came to feed us, give us fresh water and clean the litter boxes. He seems sort of nice, but he's not mom.

On Saturday, the front door was left open.

I don't know what was going on, but there was all this activity with stuff being moved out of the house. It was really nice, too, for the end of December, so I had to go outside to sniff.

Then those people, who had been in our house for a week, came toward the front door. I ran back into the house. They came inside and hugged mom. I just sat there watching. I don't know if I like, wait...

Oh dear. The one they called "Larry" gave me chin scratches, really good chin scratches.

And the one they called "Carole" scratched me all over. What's a girl to do? They were really nice scratches.

They left and we all took a nap. Best part, my sleeping spot's back.

Hope you had a wonderful, snoozy, Christmas and that your New Year starts out great.

Pilchard and her sister, Mija

Moooo-ooooom!!!

So, my winter coat is coming in. Mom says I'm getting really fluffy. The heat is on in our house. Mom also said something about a "frost", whatever that means, coming this week. I do know it means that she brings in some of her plants off the deck. She was doing that after work on Monday. My sister and I decided the air outside smelled so good that, because mom had the back door open, we'd go outside for a bit while she brought these flowers inside. She was removing the dead leaves so I walked right by her. The next thing I know, she's tapped the door closed while she takes the plant to the back room.

Needless to say, I was not amused. Mom let me back in after giggling and taking my picture. Then, she did the same thing to my sister. She can be distracted some times.

But I forgive her mainly because this is our Sunday afternoons.

Mom crochets and I get her lap. I just have to put up with her current scarf project draped all over me. It's warm, however, and we can spend a couple hours in blissful nap.

See you next week.

Pilchard.

Thursday! It's Me, MikiCato, from Five Oaks.

     Hi, I'm MikiCato's servant, the one he calls Large One.  I'm doing the honors today since our star reporter is otherwise occupied, and seemingly disinterested in anything but himself.  Typical Cat activities lately.  Anyway, here goes ......

     Wonder what would happen if I changed that title up there?  I keep forgetting how Miki worded it and have to go copy and paste (can't remember it long enough to hop over here to the post section and type it).  Well, I could leave well enough alone and let MikiCato do his own work couldn't I?  Nah, not in my nature.

This would probably be the 'look' I would get from the little
rapscallion, since he is so serious about his duties as guard
and protector of all things Five Oaks Manor, SouthWoodsUSA™.

      We're supposed to have a 'theme' today, a 'subject of conversation, either written or photographed, but for the likes of me all I can think of is ....... well, there's nothing there.  Miki is busy (again) as you can see, taking care of business with the kitty sandman, or whatever you wanna call it.

This being my computer chair, I had to wait a good half hour before
I was once again gifted with my seat (replete with a very warm spot).
Something went bump down the hall in the fun room, and himself
just had to go see to the investigation and possible correction of
any and all confusion and disturbances said 'bump' might
have inadvertently caused.

     Right now, I'm thinking I will let this post go with one last shot of our little hero kitty, MikiCato.  This little guy being MY kitty, MY shadow, MY armful, and I must add here, MY headache,  I am quite attached to him, or should I reverse that, him being the perfect example of the title 'Velcro Kitty'?

"I be waked now.  I kin do my posk for da House Panther place
If I can just has a minutes to clean da sleep offn mysleves.
Geez, I doesn't sees where da time goes.  I postes one week's
posk, takes a short nap or threes, and it time to make another
of dem posks.  Is I gettin double duties cheere and only gettin
single pays for all dis work?"

     We will leave it at that.  This cat definitely needs some special care.  Wonder if I can afford a 'cat shrink'?  Probably have to pay the poor shrinks cost of having to visit a 'cat shrink shrink' after he has a session with MikiCato.
     Next time I'll leave this post to the House Panther they call 'Da Mik'!

     I'm gone .....

Roy, Sr.
aka KnightOwl aka Large One
I am also theWizard they call Sergeant Pop

The importance of sleep...

Hello brother and sister house panthers...
I've had so much fun getting to know all of you and meeting other gorgeous panther cats like myself.  We are the most beautiful, are we not? And I know all of YOU know how important it is to get beauty sleep. So, today I'd like to share with you, how rudely I'm interrupted by my mom when I try to get refreshed.

First, when my mother wakes up, I climb back into MY bed and snuggle back down into the blankets.

I love the comfort of re-arranging of the blankets, just the way I want too. But then, my mother has the audacity to remove me from my blanket nest, so that she "makes the bed" (her words, not mine) and that upsets my whole sleeping routine, so I always shoot her a dirty look to see if she'll changer her mind, but it never works.

So, finally after much grumbling, I'm finally awake...

I show her how displeased I am that she makes me get out of my bed.

 After she apologizes me, I get back to the important matter of sleeping and prepare myself for a cat nap.

I start to tune out any annoyances from either my sister, Sele or my mother..I move around the bed a bit to find just the right spot to sleep, but I can feel my eyes closing...

And finally when everything is peaceful, I go back to sleep and forget the world...

So, the important lesson here, is don't let your humans distract you from the important things in life, like sleep. With enough determination, nothing can stop we cats from getting what we want, which is to sleep.

Purrs to all of you, Miss Bella