Manly Monday - Beautiful?

Mom says the title of this photograph is "Beautiful". Do you think she means the Christmas Cactus flowers or me? (Our Christmas Cactus plants bloomed especially early this year. )

I don't think it is very Manly to be called Beautiful.

Honest Scrap

Hi, everybody. I received the Honest Scrap Award from Raymond and Busby last week and I have been compiling a list of 10 things about myself to tell you. Maybe they will help you to know and understand my purrsonality a little better.

I was adopted by Mom and Dad when I was 18 months old because my young owner was having to move in with relatives who had a child who was allergic to cats. She was very sad to have to let me go, because she loved me very much. That made my Mom and Dad sad for her. Interestingly, I do not make my Mom itchy and allergic the way many other cats have done.

I don’t know my exact birthday, and Mom and Dad only approximately remember my Gotcha Day. But I was born in early 2002, and came to live with them in mid 2003.

The only other pet I have ever had to share my home with was my brother Rusty. Since he died, it has just been me.

I do not pester my Mom and Dad to wake up in the mornings. I lie near by and as soon as they do get up, I run straight for the kitchen, but I am very polite and don’t actually wake them up, even if they sleep late.

I seem to have a circuit in the house for favorite places to sleep during parts of the day. I almost always sleep in the dining room in the mornings, but hardly ever go in there the rest of the day. And it doesn’t seem to have anything to do with sunspots, or warmth.

I don’t bother my Mom and Dad for People Food. In fact, when they are eating their meals, I usually politely leave the room. Or I lie quietly looking towards them until they have finished.

I also don’t jump up on the counters in the kitchen the way most of their other cats before me have done. Except once my Mom found me up there and it was because I was interested in some baby’s breath in a vase! I am very curious about vases of flowers.

I get lots of hairballs, even though my Dad brushes me as much as he can. If I eat even a little bit of grass or leaf, it makes me throw up and I try very hard to come back inside to throw up, rather than doing it outside. I am so considerate!

I show no interest in television at all. In fact when the tv is on, I usually lie facing away from it.

Even though I am quite a Big Boy, I love it when Mom holds me like a baby and carries me around. I could do that all day, purring all the while. And sometimes I will try to climb onto her shoulder as if I am a one pound kitten still.

Thank you Raymond and Busby very much for thinking of me. I am supposed to pick 7 more blogs to receive the honest scrap award. If you have already received it, I apologize for not knowing.

Cheysulli and Gemini http://www.chey.mysiamese.com/

Daisy and Harley http://daisythecurlycat.blogspot.com

Rumbles and Inigo http://rumble-bum.blogspot.com

The Gang at Cory's house http://corycattalks.blogspot.com

Misha and Cosmo http://gorgeous.co.nz/misha/

The Gang at The Pouponette http://thepoupounette.blogspot.com/

William and his Siblings http://williamthecat.blogspot.com/

Saturday at the Movies

Rumbles and Inigo said I should post some VIDEOS! Videos are a new thing at my house, so please have some patience with us. Mom was surprised when she viewed this video taken by Dad, because I don't usually spend so long washing my face. Usually just a quick spit and polish. Though I think it is evidence she doesn't really pay close enough attention to me, because you can hear her voice in the background at the beginning, so I know she was there! Happy Saturday!

Feeling Frisky on Friday

I will be honest, my Mom is only letting me look on her laptop for photos today, and there are not too many of me. So this is a photo from earlier in the fall, when the leaves had just started coming down. Now they are almost all off the trees. But it is a really nice day today. So I am feeling Frisky, knowing the weekend is coming. I plan to manipulate a few extra meals, get extra brushing, and maybe even get a little deck time! Happy weekend!
Edited to add: Sorry for the confusion caused by the grammar of my first sentence. The real truth was that Mom was posting for me at work, and so could only select from the few pictures she had of me on her work laptop. Really, they are so besotted about me, they do take many pictures, but most of them are on the home computer.

Tricks for Temptations on Thursday

Temptations are my favorite treats. I am willing to sit up on my 'tocks and beg to get them - it is rather fun to reach up and help Mom put one in my mouth. I grasp her hand and full it firmly to my mouth, and hopefully I don't drop it before I can eat it all up.

Hunting

Yep. You read the title of this post correctly. This little visitor to our yard was "busy" hunting. S/he was concentrating intently on a hole in the ground that belongs to some chipmunks. (Mom used a telephoto to get this picture). She stayed stock still for about 30 minutes, but I don't think any chipmunks appeared. She ended up lying down in the same spot and going to sleep! She stayed there while my Mom went out to do errands and till it was dark and my Dad came home from watching a football game. We have seen her before, watching the same hole. Mom says she thinks she must have had success there at least once, otherwise she would not come back so much.

Looking Mean and Scary on Monday

Mom says the Apple people discriminate against cats. Here is why. On her computer, there is a nice tool for reducing red-eye on photos taken of people using a flash. But there is no such thing to reduce laser-eye on cats. Hmmmpffff. So I have to have a photo of me looking mean on my blog instead of one with nice warm eyes.

Sleeping

It is Saturday. It is raining. I am Sleeping. Any qweschuns?

Puppies on Friday

Mom has had a little project going lately - she has been scanning some slides taken many years ago by my Grandpa. This picture was taken in about 1962. Their female cocker spaniel Taffy had 8 puppies and to take this picture, he had to get them all lined up and nomming at the same time. I think they are pretty cute, though I wonder what I would do if I actually met a little puppy face to face! Mom is enjoying the scanning project because it brings back a lot of memories.