Want Soda?

Happy Ash Wednesday! 

It's on! Mistress is giving up Soda and the effect is already showing cause she's slurping down that muddy looking stuff from the hot pot.

Hmmm Soda....

*Meow!!! *

She's moved my food!

NO!!!!!!!!

It's in the kitchen now, next to my bag... maybe that's a better idea. At least it's not going to smell like my cat box.  :-)

Mistress is bitching at me this morning. Saying that she's gonna have to change the sheets on the bed, due to sweating last night. HEY! I couldn't help if I was cold! Just proves to show you that, you don't need to turn the darn heat off cause, this kitty gets cold!!!
Hehe. I was all but TAPED to her back. No room for her to roll over.

Yep.

Hmmm soda Mistress...

Soda....

I want beads!

Likes beads

This is one Cat that will flash his manly, neutered chest for the beads for Fat Tuesday. 

Meow!

Mei! Mei!

Bead mei here!!!

Mistress said I should consider giving up something for Lent when I go get my ash from the local dog priest. Ok... I'll give up Shrimp for whatever length of time it is. Mistress is giving up her soda so, that should be interesting to see how it goes. Bet I last longer than she does. She's already sucking one down before she goes to bed. 

So the bet is on. A bag of shrimp is what I'll win if I come out first. If she goes the 40 days with out a sip of soda, then my potty box gets moved out of the potty room and into the kitchen (out in the open) where everyone will see me doing my business. I'm not too thrilled about that one. 

I mean... well; Bear knows what I'm getting at.

Yep...

I'm gonna win this bet. 

Early morning rubbings

Head rubs

Yeowwww! My ears!

It's mistress again, sawing those logs. Wow! I better wake her up so she'll stop making that awful noise.

*Paw to the head*

Mistress: "snort"

*Paw paw to the head*
Mistress rolls to her side.

*eyes her hip which in cat terms; is a HUGE mountain of rump to bite*

*ears back, crouch, tail flicks*

*Hung Kong Kitty!* *Jumps, lands on hip*

Mistress: "Growl"

*eyes her foot moving under the blanket*

*ATTACK!!!*

Mistress kicks and rolls to her back.

*sigh*

*Walks up to her pillow and gives Cat stare*

Mistress: "Ok, ok... I'm awake your lordship. Food?"

MEOW *no*

Mistress: "What then?"

*Silly question Mistress. Rub me!*

Mistress: "Want scratches? Come're buddy."


PURRRRR

Can I have some alone time?

  Meow!!!

  My mistress really has this habit of walking in on me, at the wrong times!

What happened to my own privacy for cats-sake??? I leave her alone when she has that one male visitor that comes over so, why can't she just leave me alone when it's my 'bear' time?

I had planned this crazy morning of roughing it with Bear when Mistress leaves for work. But while she was in the bathroom, she let it slip that she had today off and was going in for her teeth work (use that mouth wash Mistress; you need it!). But the next thing I know is, she's walking around our place, clucking like one of those chickens that we watch on the National Geographic channel on the black box. I suppose this means that she's staying home and playing chicken instead so; Sorry Bear, no "alone" time for us.

 the cat stash

I found that the bookcase in the office was paws off to me. I had jumped up onto the 3rd shelf, trying to reach that bag of 'catnip' that I sooooo love. Thought I'd be sneaky by getting hold of Mr. Green and placing him in the potty-room waste basket where, Mistress dumps my poop when she cleans my box several times a day.

MEOW!!!

Thought she was gonna have a heart attack while digging out Mr. Green who, I made sure was firmly down towards the bottom of the waste basket. She wasn't too pleased to see that I had gotten the stash bag down and was rolling around in my cat-nip.

Ahhhhh I'm such a much happier cat now!

No eating the pussy....cats

It's got me SO bothered about this Redneck, nut job over here in Oildale that lives just a few blocks down who, was recently arrested for KILLING and eating my distant relatives!

MEOW!!!!

So! So!, terrible!!!

Cat Killer in the Oildale area

I'm glad that my Mistress doesn't care for eating cats... just birds, cows and an occasional pig. And this item called Chocolate. I only find it very bitter to my taste. But cheese is another story all together.

MEOW!!!! I loveeee cheese.

PC time!

*click*

Yay! MEOW!!! Mistress has left for work and, at last, I can get on her pc (which she left signed onto) and get caught up on my email from other feline friends and get the blog updated. Meowwww I didn't think that she'd ever leave it on for me cause frankly; these last few days here at home, has been lonely ones without having access to my show (Thunder Cats). Instead, I have to listen to the radio.

CatGods!
Who would have thought that listening to the wailing from humans in the 70's would drive this cat batty?!? When Mistress introduced me to a group called Culture Club; I was ok with that. But Pink Floyd? Led Zepplin?
MEOW!!
I'm ok with Elton John. He's a cool  cat.

So Mistress actually band me from any pc usage over the weekend. She "forgot" to put food in my food dish before leaving for the day so, I; in return, decided to take and play "Jungle Kitty" and made a huge mess in our potty room. Yeowwww you should have heard her when she saw the cat litter from my box, scattered all over the floor and in the tub. We'll not mention my poop either.

Ohhhh someones at the door so this cat better scat!

Head bunts

Mistress pours food....

BUNK!

food goes everywhere.

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