Cat Rescue

Bill rescued me from the pound so I really can relate to a blog I found.  It is obviously written by a human.  I know this because it speaks of the cat's "owner" and we all know that dogs have owners but cats have staff.  That's okay I can overlook that little thing because the content is great.  Check it out: CLICK HERE!

THE HOUSE CAT

                             Meet Austin. 

He is the house cat.  He looks so sweet and nice as he helps his mommy fold her close but he is the reason I have to live out in Bill's office.  It is not that I am complaining about the office because it is actually pretty nice out here it is just that I would like to go into the house with Bill sometimes but Austin has such a fit that I am not allowed inside.  

JOY OF BEING A CAT

It is fun being a cat. I don't think you humans really understand just how much fun it is just being a cat. When humans pester other humans usually the one being pestered will grow angry at the other but we cats can pester even torment humans all day long and they just love us just the same.

DOTTIE IS HOME

Dottie, Bill's wife, went to spend some time with their new granddaughter. This meant some quality time for me with Bill. But now she is back and he wants to spend time with her. If I didn't know better I would think he loves more then he loves me.

HOME ALONE

Yesterday Bill used his ham radio skills to assist in shepherding a bicycle ride event. He left early in the morning without saying good bye. He did not arrive back home until late last night when he came in to see me. I was so mad I knew I was going to do something mean to show him. He left the computer off so I was not able to do some of my little tricks to mess it up so he has to figure out how to get it working again. He left the ham radio off so I was not able to get on the air and tell him what I thought of the way he was treating me. What could I do? When he came home he fed the rabbit before he came to see me. That was an insult. Boy was I going to give it to him when he came to see me. Finally he came to see me and I was so excited to see him I forgot to be mean. Oh well maybe next time.

NEW WORD IN MY VOCABULARY VS. OLD ATTITUDE IN MY BLOOD

Bill is trying to teach me a new word. It is not the first time I have heard this word. My last family tried to teach it to me and even Bill has used a few times since he adopted me but it seems he is getting more persistent. This word goes against my kitty grain and makes my blood boil almost as bad as the word "BATH." (That one makes me even shutter to think about.)

Bill set up a special place on his desk just for me and he lets me climb on top of his computer. He has objected, sometime rather strongly, when I walk on the keyboard. But the other day I got on top of the printer and accidentally pushed a button. It was neat the printer started making noise and a piece of paper popped right out of it. That was fun so I did it again. Oh I knew I would have hours of fun with this one but Bill did not share my fun. He did not laugh nor even smile. He just started using that word every time I get on the same side of the desk as the printer is on.

The word is "NO". Now I know what no means and I know he knows I know what no means but he doesn't know I know what no means so I have the edge.

You humans sometime just do not seem to understand what it is like being a fierce predator like as illustrated by this photo of my friend. We must conserve our energy so we can be successful in the hunt. You humans want us to constantly be on the alert and hunting 24 hours a day but that is just not possible. We rest then suddenly we have that burst of energy so we can hunt. When we catch something we go back into our recharging mode.