CATS ARE CREATED BEINGS

Many humans say they are the product of evolution and that they descended from an ape which descended from some other animal. This system of belief includes, which based on faith and not facts, includes that somewhere down that line of evolution humans and cats are related. (Before someone gets angry about saying that this is a system of belief then just read about evolution by those who believe in evolution and see how many times they say, “we think,” or “we believe.”)

Well humans may believe they related to some lower order of animal but we cats are not related to humans. I can prove that we are created by an intelligent being.

If you were to go for a walk in the woods and walked into an area where all the trees are in organized rows; each tree is an equal distance from the other tree. Would you say, “Isn’t it interesting how all these randomly scattered seeds came up in such an organized manor?” Surely you would recognize that these trees were planted by someone.

Now while holding your kitty and showing how much you adore her look at her whiskers. There is not a random scattering here but organized rows. This did not happen by chance but just as the trees in the woods they are placed there by design. Design requires a designer.

RESEARCH SAYS, “CAT’S CLAW REDUCES SIDE EFFECTS OF CHEMO THERAPY!”

I was doing a little internet surfing today and found something that left me in panic. Researchers are now saying that cat’s claws can reduce the side effects of chemo therapy. I can see it now all those poor kitties having to donate their claws just so humans can feel better. Millions of cats around the world without claws to defend them selves against those mangy low life animals that like to chase them, or reliving tension by exercising them on the couch. Just think they would not be able to reach out and swat their human subjects just for the fun of it or to let them know when they disapprove of something. How can they climb a tree without claws? This could put the police and fire departments in jeopardy of being put out of business because they would lose their main purpose.

I could see pharmaceutical companies grinding those claws into powder and giving it to people. Then it struck me that maybe they were letting the test cats claw people on chemo therapy and thus the pain from those scratches make them forget the pain of the chemo. Wow that sounds like fun. What a job!

I knew this was something that needed to be researched further. I was a little relived to learn that “cat’s claw’ is the name of a plant but I was also disappointed that there would be no work for me clawing people. Bill is still the only person I get to use my claws on.

CAT BATH

Humans use the phrase “cat bath” to mean a quick cleansing using a wash cloth. It is not really a bath to humans but just a wash-up. The reason for this definition of the “cat bath” allegory is because we cats use our tongue to clean up. We don’t like water. We don’t need soap.

Now if you humans want to get into water that is your business but why do humans think they have to put cats into water, use soap, and soak those poor kitties to the skin?

Call me a cab. Cat Against Baths

I HAVE BEEN A BAAAAD KITTY

ROOMMATE ROBBIE RABBIT

It seems like that I am such a busy kitty what with all my eating, drinking, sleeping, more sleeping, and keeping Bill annoyed I just don’t seem to get to my blog. I am sorry I have been such a bad kitty about these blogs.

The other day Bill let Robbie, my rabbit roommate, out of his cage. Bill felt he needed to stretch his legs and he has not taken him out on the leach much lately. I found out that he is dumber then a d o g. He will hop away from Bill when he is trying to give him a little attention and if Bill continues to pursue him he will go back into his cage.

I think the little romps in the office are over though. He was chewing on cords and Bill was trying to teach him to stop when he was told to but he just keeps on chewing. Now I will admit I destroyed my share of cords, like the phone cord, ear phone cords, and more, but I had enough sense to do it when Bill was not looking and if he did see me I would stop when he told me to stop. But not Robbie so Bill is trying to find some other way for him to exercise.

For those of you who were wondering, Evinrude’s eye healed fine and he is doing OK.

I think I hear a cat nap calling me. I better go check on it.

FINALY I GOT MY OFFICE BACK

It seems that Evinrude got a piece of foxtail, a local wild grass seed, in his eye. Well Bill being as he is had to take care of him and I got kicked out of MY office again. This is my home. I live here so why do I get kicked out?

Bill says that it is because he is afraid that if he leaves Evinrude in the shop that he might damage something and he trusts me. Did I tell you that Bill is a ham radio operator? So he has some very delicate equipment in the shop. Wait until sees the wire I chewed through and the little deposit I left in the middle of his work bench. Maybe next time he won’t trust me so much.

Evinrude got better and is back outside.

That is enough on that subject. Bill now sings his little song to me again. I guess I didn’t tell you about Bill’s song. He made it up just for me. He says the tune is something called “Nick Knack Paddy Whack” or something like that. It goes, “I love you, you love me were as happy as a flee on a cat’s back we nothing lack we live a life that’s free and go along so merrily.

Speaking of flee I have an itch and think I will go scratch. I will try to get back quicker next time if some one doesn’t kick me out of my office again

OK SO I MADE A MISTAKE

Okay so I made a mistake last week. I don’t get out much so how was I to know those were skunks?

Bill saw last weeks post and explained to me that they were only adopted by the mother cat that had just launched her brood into the world. The baby skunks’ mother was killed so the little stinkers were adopted by the momma cat. He also explained that the smell that was so bad the other night was from a skunk that had been frightened.

Tom kitten (boy) is that mother cat in for a surprise.

IT JUST DON’T LOOK RIGHT TO ME

It sure feels good to be back in my office and Bill moved my long eared room-mate.

I was looking in Bill’s computer My Picture file and ran across the above photo. There is something in that photo that does not make scents. Those kittens sure did not get their looks from their mother. I just don’t understand what kind of cat their father is and why should they all look like him? There is something that just does not smell right about that picture!

Well I have to go now.