Monthly Archives: December 2011

Dec 31 2011

the final resolution


For most of the world it’s already New Year’s Day.  But here in Hawaii, we have a few hours left to finish proclaiming our New Year’s resolutions and to freak out over the neighbors’ fireworks and karaoke.

I’ve finally come to a decision about my own resolution.  After much consideration, I’ve decided that most of the resolutions I was contemplating are unrealistic.  To avoid unnecessary stress, I’m vetoing all possible resolutions except one – I will be contacting Maru-san’s human to suggest he see a dermatologist for that mole.

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Dec 30 2011
Aside


I just got fantastic news!  Remember how Every Day I See a Cow made me their Halloween Cow of the Day?  Well, I was selected as one of their Top Ten Cows of 2011.  I’m really thrilled to have my talent and beauty recognized by experts.  Thank you to all the little cats and cows who helped me become the cow cat I am today!

an unbelievable honor!

Dec 28 2011

resolutions

I may look like I’m just relaxing here, but I’m really deep in thought.  There are only a few days left until New Year’s Day, and I still need to decide on a resolution.  I know it’s hard to believe, but even an exceptional feline like myself can come up with a few things to work on.  Here are some ideas I’ve been kicking around…

I will try hard to remember that Kitty is old and frail while I’m playing with her.  (I wouldn’t want to offend Kitty or embarrass her by treating her like an elderly cat.  Maybe I should skip this one.)

I will finish my first manuscript.  (Art doesn’t happen on a schedule.  Scratch that.)

I will focus 100% on my career.  (What about napping and hunting geckos?  And grooming?  I’m not sure this is realistic.)

I will lose half a pound.  (Would that mean no gecko snacks, or tidbits snuck out of the fridge???)

I will not break any curtain rods or other decorative accessories that are affixed to walls.  (Would that mean no gecko snacks, or tidbits snuck out of the fridge???)

I won’t wake up my human before sunrise.  (Do humans really need that much sleep?  I should google that before I commit.)

I will reduce my carbon footprint.  (I’m not entirely sure what that means.  But everyone thinks little kitty footprints are adorable, and I wouldn’t want to deprive my human of that joy.  Or anyone else, for that matter.)

I will organize cats everywhere to work towards world peace.  (I’m a charismatic leader, but organizing cats might be too much even for me.)

I will contact Maru’s human to suggest he sees a dermatologist for that mole.  

Dec 24 2011

christmas eve as a shelter cat

‘Twas the night before Christmas, and suddenly I found myself out of a house…

On Christmas Eve 2008, my family left me at the local animal shelter.   I had always been their pampered indoor kitty, so imagine my surprise when I was suddenly bunking with 20 adult cats from all walks of life.  Most of them had been there for months, and a lot of them were semi-feral tough guys.

I was lucky to be BIG, because I got my own shelf and almost everycat was afraid to challenge me over it.  But I wasn’t feeling very good, so I was worried somecat would notice and confront me.  I’m not much of a fighter…  On the fifth day, my human came into the adult cat room.  I heard her say she was looking for a cuddly geriatric cat, but I head-butted her when she got close enough anyway.  I figured it couldn’t hurt.  She scratched my noggin, and then she left without me.

A week later, my human was driving past the shelter on her way to an appointment when she suddenly found herself at the front desk, asking if the funny cow spotted cat was still there.  She adopted me immediately without meeting me again.  I was so relieved that I didn’t even mind the ride home in a cardboard box.

Minutes after we arrived at my new home, I relaxed for the first time in 2 weeks.  And technicolor snot started pouring out of my eyes and nose, and I was coughing uncontrollably.  I’d had to hold it together and look tough for so long, and as soon as I felt a little safer it all came pouring out.  Literally.  My human immediately quarantined me to her only tiny bathroom, and I was so tired and sick that I just curled up in her sink.  And I stayed there for a month before I was healthy enough to finally meet Kitty.

Life wasn’t perfect in my new bathroom, but at least it was quiet and safe and I wasn’t scared to let my guard down and eat.  (In fact, I gained 3 lbs in the first 2 weeks I was there!)  I spent time getting to know my new human every morning as she got ready for work, and when she had to pee.  She would come in and sit with me, groom me, and try to make me feel better.  And eventually I did feel better.

I had a lot of time to think in my new sink, and I realized that we are in control of our destinies.  Every choice we make and action we take builds our futures…  The head bump I gave my human shaped my future and hers.  I chose her, and now I choose not to live a life of complacency.  I decided from then on that I would make choices and take actions to shape my future into whatever my little heart desires.   Today I desire peace on Earth, goodwill towards creatures (including humans), a meal on every plate or in every bowl, and loving homes for shelter cats all over the world.  I know that’s a lot to ask for, but I just had a long nap and I’m feeling energetic. And hopefully Santa got my letter and is doing his part to help me out.

Merry Christmas to all!

Dec 18 2011

the final countdown to christmas

Only one week until Christmas!!!  In my house and all over the world, cats are brimming with excitement.  Because some of those cats might overfloweth at times, I’d like today’s post to be a reminder that we should all be especially patient and understanding with cats and other creatures lacking in impulse control during the final week before Christmas.

Hmmm…  The tag says this one isn’t for me. Think anyone will notice the slightly clawed corner? Maybe I can convince my human that it came that way…

Dec 14 2011

fun & games with kitty

The human has been neglecting me lately.  I have no idea what she could be doing that’s more important than catering to my every whim, but she’s hardly ever home these days…  Without anyone else here to amuse me, I find myself playing with Kitty more and more.  Sometimes I think maybe she doesn’t like the same games that I do, or maybe she doesn’t like it when I interrupt her nap to play.  But I’m bigger, so I get to choose.  That makes Kitty a little cranky.

(I think I have enough of Santa’s “nice” credits to make up for that!)

Dec 10 2011

broken cardinal rule

I seem to have broken one of the cardinal rules of successful businesscats - if you want something done right, you need to do it yourself.

I was so busy this week that I asked Kitty to write a blog entry for me.  I know she understood what I wanted, but the actual page she wrote was really counter-productive…  I wanted an entry to show my more serious, career-oriented side so no cats forget that aspect of my persona in the midst of all of the warm and fuzzy holiday hubbub.   But in all of the photos she selected, I was looking really goofy or sickly-sweet.  No one would imagine that the cat in those photos was a serious career cat.

I’ll admit that I was really cranky about the mix-up at first, but then I realized how ridiculous I was being…  I mean, she spends her days looking out the “window” like the photo on the left.  I never should have expected her to complete such an important task for me.

To apologize to Kitty for my astronomical, irrational expectations, I gave her a nice, long bath like she loves.  And then I moved the curtain, just in case she really wanted to see something out that window.
Please note that no cardinals were injured or ingested in the breaking of this rule or the writing of this post.
Dec 8 2011
Aside

Pedro was really busy today, so he asked me to put together a new page with a slideshow showing his more serious, businesscat side to balance his recent Mr. Nicecat holiday posts.  You should stop by my page for december 8, 2011 to take a peek at the true Pedro the Cat.  I think you’ll agree that the photos I’ve chosen really represent Pedro’s personality.  

our serious businesscat

Dec 5 2011

my list for santa


I’ve had some free time on my paws, so I’ve been putting the finishing touches on my list for Santa Claws.  I’m starting to feel like I’m asking for way too much, but I’m not willing to cut anything from my list at this point…  Here’s my rough draft:

-  I would like Santa to bring my BFC (Best Friend Cat) Sammy a heated bed to keep his toesies warm (all 97 of them! :D )

-  I would like Santa to bring inner peace to Bugs and Mr. Stripey Pants

-  I would like Santa to teach Calpurnia & Gus to love being brushed vigorously, often, and all over

-  I would like Santa to give Sprocket a tiny red beret

-  I would like Santa to bring Not Cat one of those bird videos so he’ll want to stay home more

-  I would like Santa to find a home for Katarina and Holly and the other special needs HOKAFI kitties

- I wish Santa could turn little Angus into a cat

-  For myself, I would love to have ahi sashimi for Christmas dinner, and an extra grooming session or two

-  More than anything else, I would like for Santa to bring Kitty some relaxation – she’s very tense

I hope I’m not missing anyone…

Dec 1 2011

struggling for goodness’ sake

It’s December 1. Everycat knows that Santa is checking that list twice, and I’m trying as hard as I can to be good so I don’t end up on the “naughty” side. Today I struggled with that a little…

I’m not really sure how I did this. Sometimes gravity effects me more than other cats…
Then I seem to have sat in something sticky – maybe the honey that was all over the kitchen floor.  After I pushed it off the counter… And then I seem to have rolled in something granular.  And then I had to have a bath.  With soap and water.
Then I coughed up a hairball on my human’s bed. Be thankful that there’s no photo of that one.

I’m hoping that Santa was watching a different channel today – Peruvian cats, perhaps.