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[12 May 2005|12:49pm] |
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) mholmesiv and zaratyst were eating supper last night. I thought it smelled good and jumped on to the table. They muttered some nonsense about how I'm not supposed to be on the table. Whatever. mholmesiv snickered and gave me a piece of the andouille they were eating. I am not sure what he meant by "teach me a lesson" but whatever. I grabbed teh sausage chunk and broke it's neck. It didn't have a visible neck, but I gave it a good shake in case. I then licked it and it BIT me! I'm not sure how it did this with no apparent teeth, but it did. I therefore pummeled it for a while to be SURE it was dead. Then I ate it. I had to have a long drink of water afterward, but it was still pretty good stuff.
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| Greebo Woodpecker Bane |
[19 Feb 2005|03:40pm] |
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This morning, while mholmesiv , zaratyst and I were in bed, a rapping commenced on the windowless north wall of the house. We could all hear it, right on the other side of the bathroom mirror. I think it was trying to get to my favorite bowl of water! mholmesiv beat on the wall, but it only took a short break. I meeped in frustration! I knew it was a bird! zaratyst took the screen off the window, and let me out on to the roof. I knew what they wanted! We were communicating. I leapt out and ran to the corner where I could see the evil doer from only feet away, and gave him a severe tongue lashing. I could have done more, but that would have required jumping out on to the trellis, which seemed like an undue effort, considering the amount of meat on the bird. Fortunately, the woodpecker was alarmed, and fled to Canada!
I am So Cool.
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| nightmare |
[17 Aug 2004|09:19am] |
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I had a bad dream! I was sleeping on the corner of the bed. The humans contend that they were awake, snuggled but not moving when I suddenly levitated across the room, slammed in to the fan then the wall! I hid under the chair for a minute until mholmesiv fished me out and cuddled me and took me around to show me there wer no MONSTERS lurking in the closet, bathroom or under the bed. I don't think this has ever happened to me before. It was SCARY! Not much scares me, I am Cute adn Floofy and Cuddly and Very Brave. This was the feeling of a Big Loud Truck trying to run over me while I slept on the bed. The bed is normally a soft comfy place where I can be appreciated for my trademark cute poses. I hope this was a freak accident. It is more the kind of thing Esme would do, really.
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| pussycat, kill kill kill |
[24 Jun 2004|03:36pm] |
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Yesterday I slew a rat. My humans tell me that while they know this is the "job" for which humans started hanging out with cats, some people find it disturbing. I had the local photography take some actions shots of me with my prey. Ok, I was the only action, because by this time the rat was dead. I have learned that if I bring the humans something alive, they will take it away and try to rescue it. So, I only bring them along once they are an Ex Rodent. Anyway, click this link to see me and my trophy, and don't if you are squeamish.
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[03 May 2004|08:22pm] |
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duckdaring took this picture of me napping on his "google" on his bed. I am cute, aren't I?
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| orange pride |
[31 Mar 2004|04:16pm] |
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When I listed "orange pride" as an interest, I meant pride in being an orange kitty. However, I seem to have developed an "orange pride" of cats at Moonlit Terrace. It could be my charismatic leadership, or it could be the little Bast shrine in the back yard, I don't know. I do know that I have several orange cat friends who hang around a lot. At least one has no home, and another one that the people call "Thumbs" because he has 7 digits her paw, and uses one of them to grip things with, has a home, I'm pretty sure. He has a tag anyway. I like them, but I wish they would not try to come in the house. It annoys the girls no end, and frankly, I don't want them vying for the paper wad throwing and the good places to sleep. Ah well. It isn't easy being popular.
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| Easter Bunny |
[23 Feb 2004|04:16pm] |
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This weekend the humans called me an Easter Bunny. You know how much I adore crinkly paper wads, and like to keep chasing them and bringing them back to humans to be thrown, right? If you don't know this, come over any time for a demonstration. I'm always willing to train another tosser. Anyway, I found this BIG rather satisfyingly heavy foil ball. I like foil, I can dig my teeth in to it's crinkly goodness. I took it to silenceleigh and plopped it down. She began laughing and took it away. She said it was a "Cadbury Caramel Egg" still in it's wrapper. She gave it to mholmesiv instead of throwing it. So, I returned to the box of these nifty foil balls on the table and retrieved another one, and delivered that to her. The humans giggled and shut them away in the cupboard. If these things are a part of Easter, I'm so there.
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| Shrimp Cocktails |
[16 Jan 2004|02:17pm] |
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Why do they call them shrimp cocktails? In my recent experience I have discovered that the tail is the part that isn't good to eat. Last night zaratyst and zondrrrah brought home left over shrimp tray from their office party. They had some with supper, and then thoughtfully left it on the table. Obviously, this was a cat offering. I found it and the other two cats horned in, of course. I didn't mind because there was enough to go around. The humans seemed suprised to see shrimp tails dotting the lower level fo the house this morning. I'm not sure why.
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| Snow! |
[06 Jan 2004|01:20pm] |
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I am not sure what the other cats are complaining about. I like this stuff called Smeow.. no .. SNOW that's it! I like snow! I've never seen it before that last few days, but I hope it comes back often! The humans are grumbling and the other cats are ticked off. I like it though! I can go pouncing and bounding along leaving Greebo prints all over the place! I've explored the neighborhood, and everything is new again! If I had a paid account, I'd make a phone post about it, because mere text just cannot convey my enthusiasm!
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| Ode to Rattle-Mouse |
[14 Apr 2003|10:52pm] |
Ode to Rattle-Mouse
Delightful crunch and shiver
You dance just beyond my claw
My pouncing muscles aquiver
I shall seize you in my maw!
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[07 Apr 2003|10:55pm] |
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I got a job! I decided I needed something to do with my time, I get bored. THe humans have "jobs" which seem to give them stuff to do for many hours a day. I pondered paper wad goalie, opera singer, and bus-boy, but I couldn't find any open positions. I found a nice one finally though. My new job is to provide lumbar support in office chairs. It is going well so far, it's warm!
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| shower massage |
[27 Mar 2003|10:35pm] |
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So, tonight we were out in the back yard, Esme and Selena and I. We were doing the Very Important Cat Patrolling Duties. I suddenly realized, in the middle of my circuit, that I really needed the litter box! Esme laughed at me, and said that it is OK to dig a hole in the flower bed, and potty there. I never heard of this option, but since I didn't want to waste five WHOLE minutes trotting to the box in the garage, and back, I decided to try it. I found a not too soggy patch, dug around, and proceeded to do my business. Suddenly a Big Black Shiny Crow PLUMMETED from the sky, startling me in mid-poo. I wasn't scared you understand, just um, surprised. Unfortunately, this resulted in flying feces. It was stuck all over my pantaloons and tail. I went in to the house then, to try to get cleaned up. tieyah was visiting us, and she didn't like my method of trying to clean it off by skooching on the carpet. She emitted rather piercing howls of distress! zaratyst nabbed me then, and she and mholmesiv took me upstairs and gave me a bath with the shower massager. It was kind of weird, but not as bad as it sounds. I was glad that they didn't immerse me as they did when I was a kitten. The water was warm, and the mess certainly went away. Oh well, next time I think I'll just opt for the litter box.
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| Yummy pills! |
[27 Feb 2003|10:14pm] |
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I've been telling the humans that I want my treats at tem PM. I've got to try to train them to a regular schedule, otherwise they might forget. Selena has to take a pill for her arthritis, and then all three of us get treats. I've been delivering the pills to mom as a subtle hint each night. Tonight, I really outsmarted her. She got out a pill, and wandered off to find Selena, leaving Esme and I eating a few (paltry) treats. She couldn't find Selena, so she set the pill on the night stand in the other room, thinking to catch her later. She forgets that I have a sense of smell that is Truly Awesome. I ate the pill. I think it was every bit as tasty as the other treats, I don't know why Selena always complains about it.
Today I helped mom garden, it was a lot of work, but she needed the help. I'm not really enjoying this dry weather. Uncle zondrrrah went to pet me yesterday and a HUGE static shock leapt from his fingers to my EAR. Damn that hurt. I think it shorted something out in my brainz! I tried to fall out of mom's arms, but she lifted my swooning form, and I recovered.
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[17 Feb 2003|12:54pm] |
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I have a really great, crinkly paper wad today. I played fetch with it for hours last night, until the lazy humans put it in the nightstand drawer to make me stop until morning, then I played with it more! I've had some superior paper wads in my time, but this one is The Best. I liked the party we had a couple of days ago, there was much petting and tail-plumage admiration to be had. I also found out that cricketthegreat has a journal. Power to the Pussycats.
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| hot tubbin' |
[11 Feb 2003|06:29pm] |
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I am braver than the other cats.
This probably comes as no surprise to you, but I still want to tell you my latest Act of Courage.
I am able to jump up on the rim of the hot tub, greet the inhabitants by making my way around, and even transfer to the deck railing. I can then circumnavigate the deck, carefully surmounting each post as I encounter it.
Greebo the Mighty!
I killed another toy mouse today. I am running out of toys. Good thing the cat laser is Indestructible.
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| Do you think I was a mouse? |
[15 Jan 2003|04:27pm] |
I don't think I was a mouse. Mouses are tiny and edible, Esme's told me about them. I'm not edible. Cat food, now that's edible, hmm, and tuna, nice juicy tuna. And milk, and cheese, hmmm... cheese. Anyway, here's the results of the tests the humans took for me. How did they know my favourite movie was Babe? Hmm... bacon...
Previous Identity: Mickey Mouse
Aliases: Hyper Harry, Sparky, Jumpster, Fiesta, Sporto, Air Jordan, Squeaker
Description: Subject has not been spotted being motionless for more than a millisecond. Clear identification of the subject's appearance is difficult due to its quick moves and escape tactics. Subject is former star player of the Feline Soccer League. May have mild case of Attention Deficit Disorder, and prefers its music and videos played in fast-forward. Is avid jogger. Subject has a talent for taking everyday household items and transforming them into athletic equipment. Reads feline sports magazines such as Cat Sports.
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| bored now |
[09 Jan 2003|03:00pm] |
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I have been bored this week. My grandparents left and went back to South Africa. This sucks, because I had them trained to let me in and out, to play with the laser, and to feed me human food on command. mholmesiv and zaratyst went back to work too, so now there is nobody to serve me during the day. BOR-ing! I saw a neat bird thing yesterday. a "murder of crows lives in the greenbelt next to us. They were wheeling in the sky last night, around sunset. There seems to be hundreds of them, though it is hard to tell which ones are repeats, but you can see at least 50-75 in the sky at one time. They just circle the area, and caw at any cats they see. It is kind of neat, if slightly scary when they are much bigger than I am.
BTW, I'm thinking Esme needs to be taken down a few notches. I could run this cat hierarchy... *pounce*
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| I got Grinched! |
[22 Dec 2002|10:30pm] |
Today was somewhat eventful. This morning, mom was grinding coffee beans in the grinder. I wanted to smell them, so she let me. They smelled good, so I took a bite. They were kind of gritty, but not bad. The room full of humans all cringed and shouted "Ew!" and "Yuck!" so I took another bite, to show them my prowess. Then they took them away. Later I was playing with this huge helium balloon of the Grinch's head they brought home. It's about five times my size. I had to teach it a lesson. Unfortunately, it's ribbon got tangled around me, and it chased me through the house until I cleverly ditched it by running under a dining room chair. It's still not dead though. I may try again later, it's squinting at me in a way I don't quite like. I think he thinks I'm the Cat in the Hat.
We cats got a tall cat tree for Catsmas. It has several high levels, but I like the little house near the bottom. I have put my name upon it, and Esme and Selena can just Back Off.
Good night!
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