Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Nicknames!
I'll list all the nicknames that my humans have given to my and the other furkids in the house! They'll be listed in order of age (oldest to youngest).
Russell: Old Man, Bubby, Russy, Butthead
Angelo: Bo, Bo-Bo, Angebo, Fuzzy Kitty
Sunny: Big Fat Sunny, Sunshine, Sunny D, Sun Sun
Tucker: Tucky, Taquito, Mustache, White Nut, Gray Baby
Lola: Bug, Booger, Boog, Elle, Boog Baby, Calico
Cecil: CeCe, Ce, Baby Ce, Orange Kee
Meeee: Monster, Piranha, Monkey, Ring-Tail, Brat, Mega Brat, Naughty, Buttface, Bad Kitty
What nicknames do you have for your cats? What about other kinds of animals?
Russell: Old Man, Bubby, Russy, Butthead
Angelo: Bo, Bo-Bo, Angebo, Fuzzy Kitty
Sunny: Big Fat Sunny, Sunshine, Sunny D, Sun Sun
Tucker: Tucky, Taquito, Mustache, White Nut, Gray Baby
Lola: Bug, Booger, Boog, Elle, Boog Baby, Calico
Cecil: CeCe, Ce, Baby Ce, Orange Kee
Meeee: Monster, Piranha, Monkey, Ring-Tail, Brat, Mega Brat, Naughty, Buttface, Bad Kitty
What nicknames do you have for your cats? What about other kinds of animals?
Monday, May 9, 2011
Thursday, May 5, 2011
Naughty? I think not.
I just got done walking around the kitchen counter and playing with all the fun things that the humans left on it. I am so not naughty.
Thursday, April 28, 2011
H is for
HYSTERICAL!
Mom bought catnip and catnip spray last night and my siblings and I are going crazy! Momma is enjoying the antics and laughing at us, but that's okay! Catnip is way too awesome. She bought the catnip seeds below and it's currently in the process of germinating right now. I'm so excited!
Mom bought catnip and catnip spray last night and my siblings and I are going crazy! Momma is enjoying the antics and laughing at us, but that's okay! Catnip is way too awesome. She bought the catnip seeds below and it's currently in the process of germinating right now. I'm so excited!
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
G is for
GARBAGE!
Getting into the garbage can is just oh so much fun! There's so many treasures stashed away in the black bags. I can't believe some of the things that my humans are willing to toss. Tasty morsels of food, things that make perfect toys, etc. I just don't understand how they could get rid of stuff.
Getting into the garbage can is just oh so much fun! There's so many treasures stashed away in the black bags. I can't believe some of the things that my humans are willing to toss. Tasty morsels of food, things that make perfect toys, etc. I just don't understand how they could get rid of stuff.
F is for
FLEAS!
Having been an outdoor cat in the beginning of my life, I was well aware of the nasty, vile little creatures. I can't think of one cat that enjoys having the blood-suckers eating away at them. The first thing my mom did when she brought me home was give me a bath and put some icky smelling stuff on me to rid me of fleas.
Now I don't have to bother with fleas too much. The humans sweep the floor often, add apple cider vinegar to our water, put stuff on the carpet, and put stuff on us to make sure we don't get fleas. Every once in a while there will be an outbreak since my older siblings go outside, but it doesn't get too bad.
Having been an outdoor cat in the beginning of my life, I was well aware of the nasty, vile little creatures. I can't think of one cat that enjoys having the blood-suckers eating away at them. The first thing my mom did when she brought me home was give me a bath and put some icky smelling stuff on me to rid me of fleas.
Now I don't have to bother with fleas too much. The humans sweep the floor often, add apple cider vinegar to our water, put stuff on the carpet, and put stuff on us to make sure we don't get fleas. Every once in a while there will be an outbreak since my older siblings go outside, but it doesn't get too bad.
E is for
ENERGY!
And let's just say that I have lots of it!
I'm constantly on the move! I run, I jump, I lunge, I dart, I attack, I maul... Sometimes I wonder if somebody spikes my water with energy drinks! I can't even imagine how I would be with an energy drink in my system. I think I would drive everybody crazy.
I think what contributes to my energy is the fact that I am still a kitten, but man oh man do I wonder if I'll ever slow down. It's quite enjoyable to be so energetic. Especially when I can drive everyone crazy.
And let's just say that I have lots of it!
I'm constantly on the move! I run, I jump, I lunge, I dart, I attack, I maul... Sometimes I wonder if somebody spikes my water with energy drinks! I can't even imagine how I would be with an energy drink in my system. I think I would drive everybody crazy.
I think what contributes to my energy is the fact that I am still a kitten, but man oh man do I wonder if I'll ever slow down. It's quite enjoyable to be so energetic. Especially when I can drive everyone crazy.
Saturday, April 9, 2011
D is for
DOG!
My mom has a 13 year old Labrador mix named Sandy and I adore her. I jump on her back, attack her tail and legs, and eat from her food bowl when she's trying to eat. For some reason she puts up with me! Every once in a while she'll bark a warning at me, but not once has she bit me.
I love you, Sandy!
My mom has a 13 year old Labrador mix named Sandy and I adore her. I jump on her back, attack her tail and legs, and eat from her food bowl when she's trying to eat. For some reason she puts up with me! Every once in a while she'll bark a warning at me, but not once has she bit me.
I love you, Sandy!
C is for
CANNED FOOD!
My first experience with canned food was back on the day that I was captured. Mom gave me a couple spoonfuls before she carted me off to the vet clinic. Since that day I have been absolutely obsessed with the stuff! It is so tasty in comparison to the dry kibble that the humans force us to eat.
My first experience with canned food was back on the day that I was captured. Mom gave me a couple spoonfuls before she carted me off to the vet clinic. Since that day I have been absolutely obsessed with the stuff! It is so tasty in comparison to the dry kibble that the humans force us to eat.
Sunday, April 3, 2011
B is for....
BANANA!
I admit it. I seriously am obsessed with banana peels and I don't have a clue why. If there's a banana peel sitting somewhere within my reach I will go for it! They make an awesome toy and I read somewhere that fleas generally stay away from them, so it's a win-win situation!
But really, my banana peel obsession isn't all that weird. I mean, c'mon, I'm a kitten and I'll play with anything. Plastic grocery bags, clumps of Angelo's hair, milk jug rings, string, cardboard boxes, chapstick tubes... The list could go on and on and on.
Back to the subject of bananas! There's a song about banana phones. That's reason enough to love them, right?
I admit it. I seriously am obsessed with banana peels and I don't have a clue why. If there's a banana peel sitting somewhere within my reach I will go for it! They make an awesome toy and I read somewhere that fleas generally stay away from them, so it's a win-win situation!
But really, my banana peel obsession isn't all that weird. I mean, c'mon, I'm a kitten and I'll play with anything. Plastic grocery bags, clumps of Angelo's hair, milk jug rings, string, cardboard boxes, chapstick tubes... The list could go on and on and on.
Back to the subject of bananas! There's a song about banana phones. That's reason enough to love them, right?
A is for Aiyana - Yup, that's me!
Fancy that! I can use myself as the subject for my first post for the A to Z Challenge.
I am a tortie kitten getting close to 7 months old. My mom initially rescued me when I was around 5 weeks old from a gas station parking lot when I was really sick. She brought me home, nursed me back to help, and I joined the group of cats in the house.
I have 5 brothers and 1 sister, and I have to say I am the crazy one! I terrorize all of them, even the cranky old Russell who doesn't like anyone. I'm constantly getting into trouble and being a butthead. Like for last night as an example, I was trying to eat the airline tubing that my mom has for a fish tank in her room. She told me no, shooed me down, and I went crawling for her forgiveness. 10 minutes later I was back to it.
Here's a list of some of my favorite things ever:
Belly rubs.
Tubes of chapstick!
Helping with puzzles. (Although, it's more like stealing puzzle pieces than helping.)
Lazer lights are the best invention ever.
The dog's treats.
Strings on pants.
Plastic bags.
Boxes.
Good hiding places to sneak up on people and attack them.
Wet food.
The dog's food.
Pens.
Harassing the other cats to play.
That's all I'll post for now 'cause I have a to-do list today about a mile long.
I am a tortie kitten getting close to 7 months old. My mom initially rescued me when I was around 5 weeks old from a gas station parking lot when I was really sick. She brought me home, nursed me back to help, and I joined the group of cats in the house.
I have 5 brothers and 1 sister, and I have to say I am the crazy one! I terrorize all of them, even the cranky old Russell who doesn't like anyone. I'm constantly getting into trouble and being a butthead. Like for last night as an example, I was trying to eat the airline tubing that my mom has for a fish tank in her room. She told me no, shooed me down, and I went crawling for her forgiveness. 10 minutes later I was back to it.
Here's a list of some of my favorite things ever:
Belly rubs.
Tubes of chapstick!
Helping with puzzles. (Although, it's more like stealing puzzle pieces than helping.)
Lazer lights are the best invention ever.
The dog's treats.
Strings on pants.
Plastic bags.
Boxes.
Good hiding places to sneak up on people and attack them.
Wet food.
The dog's food.
Pens.
Harassing the other cats to play.
That's all I'll post for now 'cause I have a to-do list today about a mile long.
Friday, April 1, 2011
Friday, March 25, 2011
Thursday, March 24, 2011
I'm a brat!
Today when mom opened up the door to let the dog inside, I darted right out the door! It was exciting and adventurous! That is, until I saw the unfamiliar human and dog walking in the street. That exciting feeling turned straight to terror and I bolted back into the house. I might try to do it again soon if there aren't any humans or dogs around outside.
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Monday, March 21, 2011
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Adrian man charged with dog neglect
"ADRIAN, Mich. —
The discovery of a malnourished dog and seven puppies in a backyard pen at an Adrian home brought the property owner to Lenawee County District Court on Friday for arraignment on an animal cruelty charge. Sylvester Wesson Jr., 53, could face up to a two-year prison term if convicted of the felony.
Acting on a tip, an animal control officer from the Lenawee County Sheriff’s Department found a chocolate Labrador retriever and her puppies locked in a pen on Addison Street on Feb. 22, said Undersheriff James Anderson. One of the puppies was dead. The officer reported there was no food or water in the pen and there were obvious signs the dogs were malnourished and dehydrated.
The puppies and their mother were immediately taken to the Lenawee Humane Society shelter for care, Anderson said. The mother gained 9.2 pounds in the first eight days she was at the shelter, according to the officer’s reports. The six surviving puppies had gained one to two pounds each.
Anderson said a warrant was sought for Wesson as the property owner although he claims the dogs were owned by another person. Wesson remains free on personal recognizance pending a preliminary examination on March 28."
Source: The Daily Telegram
The discovery of a malnourished dog and seven puppies in a backyard pen at an Adrian home brought the property owner to Lenawee County District Court on Friday for arraignment on an animal cruelty charge. Sylvester Wesson Jr., 53, could face up to a two-year prison term if convicted of the felony.
Acting on a tip, an animal control officer from the Lenawee County Sheriff’s Department found a chocolate Labrador retriever and her puppies locked in a pen on Addison Street on Feb. 22, said Undersheriff James Anderson. One of the puppies was dead. The officer reported there was no food or water in the pen and there were obvious signs the dogs were malnourished and dehydrated.
The puppies and their mother were immediately taken to the Lenawee Humane Society shelter for care, Anderson said. The mother gained 9.2 pounds in the first eight days she was at the shelter, according to the officer’s reports. The six surviving puppies had gained one to two pounds each.
Anderson said a warrant was sought for Wesson as the property owner although he claims the dogs were owned by another person. Wesson remains free on personal recognizance pending a preliminary examination on March 28."
Source: The Daily Telegram
The adventures of...
Something that humans don't know about me is that I'm quite the adventurer. I love going on life or death missions in my spare time between writing best selling novels and sun bathing in the middle of the living room.
One of my latest missions was to safely rid the house of invisible monsters that only I could see and I felt that it was my duty to get rid of them. The awful monsters were terrorizing me and there was no way that I was going to put up with that. It took me weeks to figure out how to successfully get them out, but I came up with a plan.
The first day of my mission, I tried to scare them by showing off my incredible strength and fighting abilities. I fought with my feline siblings, but the monsters were still there. I tried this tactic for a couple weeks with no avail, so it was time to try something different. I got up on the countertops and knocked things off in hopes of the loud noises scaring them, but yet again, nothing worked.
For a few days after having surgery, I slept and plotted other ways to get rid of the monsters, and I came up with one that I thought was ingenious. As soon as I felt better and well enough to do it, I started tearing around the house like I was completely crazy. Nobody felt safe as I leaped across the furniture, jumped at the walls, and skid across the linoleum floors. I was a maniac and it did the trick, and the monsters fled.
They haven't returned and my household is safe.
One of my latest missions was to safely rid the house of invisible monsters that only I could see and I felt that it was my duty to get rid of them. The awful monsters were terrorizing me and there was no way that I was going to put up with that. It took me weeks to figure out how to successfully get them out, but I came up with a plan.
The first day of my mission, I tried to scare them by showing off my incredible strength and fighting abilities. I fought with my feline siblings, but the monsters were still there. I tried this tactic for a couple weeks with no avail, so it was time to try something different. I got up on the countertops and knocked things off in hopes of the loud noises scaring them, but yet again, nothing worked.
For a few days after having surgery, I slept and plotted other ways to get rid of the monsters, and I came up with one that I thought was ingenious. As soon as I felt better and well enough to do it, I started tearing around the house like I was completely crazy. Nobody felt safe as I leaped across the furniture, jumped at the walls, and skid across the linoleum floors. I was a maniac and it did the trick, and the monsters fled.
They haven't returned and my household is safe.
Introduction
Mom's version of how I joined the family:
"One morning in August 2010 I received a phone call from my mother while I was sleeping. She'd found an emaciated, sick Tortoiseshell kitten in the parking lot of a local gas station and couldn't catch the little beast herself. She feared that the kitten would get killed in the road or die from starvation, so she wanted me to come catch her. A broom, a whole lot of patience, and a half hour of my time was what it took to finally catch her.
After I'd taken her to the vet, I came to find out that she was such a little sweetheart. Our plan had been to capture her, get her healthy, and then rehome her, but when she snuggled up against me I knew I couldn't give her up. I'm glad that I told my mom I wasn't going to rehome the little brat. She's my silly little monster and I adore her."
My version:
"I'd been recently split up from my mother and had wandered over towards an area of land that wasn't the usual dirt and grass that I was used to. I didn't have any idea what these ugly creatures were that kept coming and going, but one thing I did know was that I was terrified of them. I kept my distance and hid from them, but somebody did spot me. One creature set out a bowl of mouth-watering wet food and a bowl of water for me, and I devoured all that my little stomach could handle.
I wasn't aware of how skinny or sick I was, but this creature, which I later figured out are called humans, noticed it and called another creature to try to capture me. There was no way that I was going to let this weird looking thing get close to me, so I gave her a run for her money. She tried just about everything. Tempting me with treats and food, string, etc. It didn't take her very long to figure out that I wasn't going to give in that easily. I ended up hiding under a giant cylinder object to keep away from her.
She was a smart one, though. She wasn't going to give up either. She tried to scare me out with a broom, but every time I'd just go to the other end and this went on and on for minutes. Finally I was too exhausted to keep pacing back and forth, so I darted from under it, went through a fence, and hid in the neighboring yard. A car in a driveway made the perfect hiding spot... until she came after me again. I was so tired and it was so difficult to keep my eyes open. All I wanted to do was sleep, but with this thing going after me I couldn't figure out how I'd be able to cope. Involuntarily, my eyes closed and I didn't see the creature's arm inching towards me. In one unfair snatch, she grabbed me by the scruff and pulled me out from underneath the car.
I was put into a plastic box and carted away like a prisoner. She took me back to her lair and I was sure she was going to eat me. I was very surprised that she put more of that yummy wet food in front of me as well as a bowl of water, and then completely left the room. I ate most of the food, drank some water, and then fell fast asleep for a few hours, but I was disturbed again. She took me to another unfamiliar building, but this one had more creatures and they brought me out of the cage. They started rubbing my ears and face. It was total bliss. I rolled over on my back for them to rub my bloated little tummy and enjoyed the attention that I was getting. These creatures weren't so bad after all!
I was returned to my captor's lair and released from the plastic box, but this time I didn't shy away. Instead I cuddled with her and received more glorious attention. I gave her a look that told her that she needed to be wrapped around my little paw or else she'd suffer the consequences. They haven't tried to get rid of me yet!"
"One morning in August 2010 I received a phone call from my mother while I was sleeping. She'd found an emaciated, sick Tortoiseshell kitten in the parking lot of a local gas station and couldn't catch the little beast herself. She feared that the kitten would get killed in the road or die from starvation, so she wanted me to come catch her. A broom, a whole lot of patience, and a half hour of my time was what it took to finally catch her.
After I'd taken her to the vet, I came to find out that she was such a little sweetheart. Our plan had been to capture her, get her healthy, and then rehome her, but when she snuggled up against me I knew I couldn't give her up. I'm glad that I told my mom I wasn't going to rehome the little brat. She's my silly little monster and I adore her."
My version:
"I'd been recently split up from my mother and had wandered over towards an area of land that wasn't the usual dirt and grass that I was used to. I didn't have any idea what these ugly creatures were that kept coming and going, but one thing I did know was that I was terrified of them. I kept my distance and hid from them, but somebody did spot me. One creature set out a bowl of mouth-watering wet food and a bowl of water for me, and I devoured all that my little stomach could handle.
I wasn't aware of how skinny or sick I was, but this creature, which I later figured out are called humans, noticed it and called another creature to try to capture me. There was no way that I was going to let this weird looking thing get close to me, so I gave her a run for her money. She tried just about everything. Tempting me with treats and food, string, etc. It didn't take her very long to figure out that I wasn't going to give in that easily. I ended up hiding under a giant cylinder object to keep away from her.
She was a smart one, though. She wasn't going to give up either. She tried to scare me out with a broom, but every time I'd just go to the other end and this went on and on for minutes. Finally I was too exhausted to keep pacing back and forth, so I darted from under it, went through a fence, and hid in the neighboring yard. A car in a driveway made the perfect hiding spot... until she came after me again. I was so tired and it was so difficult to keep my eyes open. All I wanted to do was sleep, but with this thing going after me I couldn't figure out how I'd be able to cope. Involuntarily, my eyes closed and I didn't see the creature's arm inching towards me. In one unfair snatch, she grabbed me by the scruff and pulled me out from underneath the car.
I was put into a plastic box and carted away like a prisoner. She took me back to her lair and I was sure she was going to eat me. I was very surprised that she put more of that yummy wet food in front of me as well as a bowl of water, and then completely left the room. I ate most of the food, drank some water, and then fell fast asleep for a few hours, but I was disturbed again. She took me to another unfamiliar building, but this one had more creatures and they brought me out of the cage. They started rubbing my ears and face. It was total bliss. I rolled over on my back for them to rub my bloated little tummy and enjoyed the attention that I was getting. These creatures weren't so bad after all!
I was returned to my captor's lair and released from the plastic box, but this time I didn't shy away. Instead I cuddled with her and received more glorious attention. I gave her a look that told her that she needed to be wrapped around my little paw or else she'd suffer the consequences. They haven't tried to get rid of me yet!"
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