When I Am An Old Cat

Mom found a magnet yesterday with this poem on it.  She liked it so much that she bought it. 

We want to know where OUR diamond collars are!

WHEN I AM AN OLD CAT (author unknown)

When I Am An Old Cat I shall wear
a diamond collar and leave my footprints
on white couches; I shall drink my cream with
a touch of brandy and spit out my vitamins;
I shall sit on the laps of dog people
just to irritate them; I shall nap on top of the
neighbor's petunias and perch on top of
birdbaths and grow charmingly chubby.

But for now I must tolerate the dog
and use my litter box and not sharpen
my claws on the sofa, so no one can doubt
the truth that cats are superior to dogs.

But every once in a while I wonder
if I should be naughty now and then
and nip a few toes, so my humans
won't be too shocked when suddenly
I become an old cat and
start to wear a diamond collar.

When the Parents are Away, the Cats Will.......

Happy 9th Birthday to Bailey!!!

Mom went to the KC Pet Expo today, and brought back presents for my birthday!!  I don't normally like treats, but I couldn't resist the stinky salmon jerky she got for me, and then there was this fun toy that I chased down and caught!!

Whoa, getting a little crazy!!

 

 

Wordless Wednesday: All Rolled Up and Nowhere To Go

Do We Have a Star in the Making?

Mom has been fostering Evelyn since September.  We keep hearing how intelligent and talented she is.  Apparently, she can learn things quickly, especially when a treat is involved.  Heck, we'll stand on our heads for the right treat! 

So far, Evelyn has learned how to walk through a hoop, run through a "tunnel" (box), walk across a board raised above the ground, jump in the air on command, go to her food mat on command, can say the word "mat", she walks through agility weave poles (and chews on them occasionally as well), she knows to jump up onto something or jump down if asked to.  Oh, and did we mention, she knows how to use the treadmill? 

So, we got to thinking.  What does it take to be a star, and does Evelyn have it?  Well, let's see.  She can be temperamental.  She must be properly rewarded (Friskies Crispies treats will do).  She has her own personal staff (aka Mom).  She has her own private room to prepare for performances.  She has demands as to what she needs in her private room - cat fountain, fresh food, variety of toys, comfy ledge to look out the window, and a heated bed.  On set, she needs her cat expert handler to keep her focused.  After 3 takes, she gets it right, and is done for the day.  She loves applause.

Does Evelyn have the personality to handle celebrity-ism?  Again, she can be temperamental, but she knows when to seek out the "press" and when to walk away.  She gets overstimulated at times, and needs her space during those times.  She likes to pose for photos, and demands attention, especially when it isn't being focused on her.

Does she have the look?  What do you think?

What about Evelyn's love life?  To our knowledge, Evelyn did have a tumultuous affair with a handsome cat named Mr. Kitty.  Alas, it was not to be, and was short lived when Mr. Kitty started to boss her around.  Evelyn has been enjoying the single life since then, and prefers to be the center of attention anywhere she goes.

So, what do you think?  Does Evelyn have Star-quality?  Know anyone that migh want a gorgeous, spirited Calico in an ad or commercial?  Someone that is cat experienced is a must, you know!  Nothing but THE BEST for Evelyn.

Still not sure?  Check out this video showing just what Evelyn is capable of learning, and please share share share.  Maybe Evelyn'v video could go viral!!  How cool would that be?? 

Most of all, though, Evelyn just wants a home and family who accepts her for who she is.  She's still a simple girl, after all. 

Trouble!

I will not chew my Mom's hair or slap her in the face to wake her up. Until tomorrow morning.

I will not chew my Mom's hair or slap her in the face to wake her up. Until tomorrow morning.

I will not chew my Mom's hair or slap her in the face to wake her up. Until tomorrow morning.

I will not chew my Mom's hair or slap her in the face to wake her up. Until tomorrow morning.

I will not chew my Mom's hair or slap her in the face to wake her up. Until tomorrow morning.

I will not chew my Mom's hair or slap her in the face to wake her up. Until tomorrow morning.

I will not chew my Mom's hair or slap her in the face to wake her up. Until tomorrow morning.

I will not chew my Mom's hair or slap her in the face to wake her up. Until tomorrow morning.

I will not chew my Mom's hair or slap her in the face to wake her up. Until tomorrow morning.

I will not chew my Mom's hair or slap her in the face to wake her up. Until tomorrow morning.

I will not chew my Mom's hair or slap her in the face to wake her up. Until tomorrow morning.

I will not chew my Mom's hair or slap her in the face to wake her up. Until tomorrow morning.

I will not chew my Mom's hair or slap her in the face to wake her up. Until tomorrow morning.

I will not chew my Mom's hair or slap her in the face to wake her up. Until tomorrow morning.

Same Thing, Different Day

Tatiana: Bailey, what's your daily routine?

Bailey: First, wake Mom up. I often have to slap her in the face while she is sleeping. If that doesn't work, I will chew on her hair.

Tatiana: I just lay on top of her and lick her nose.

Bailey: Once Mom is FINALLY out of bed, I follow her into the bathroom so she doesn't get lost!

Tatiana: She doesn't get lost, Bailey. I go in too, because I must supervise her face washing regimen.

Bailey: Then, I get fed. Well, not right away. While Mom is preparing my meal, you smack me around, and then you get yelled at by Mom or Dad.

Tatiana: If you would just sit still by your bowl, I wouldn't smack you!!!

Bailey: Once breakfast is over, I follow Mom around to say thank you, and she pets me a lot saying what a good girl I am!

Tatiana: Blah blah blah, whatever.

Bailey: You are just jealous, Tatiana. Then, I usually have to go to the litterbox. And, by the way, could you please stop chasing me the second I am finished??? You know Mom and Dad are just going to yell at you.

Tatiana: I am a Torti. Enough said.

Bailey: Sometimes I will play in the kitchen, chasing toys and sliding. Wheee, it's a lot of fun. I try to get into the cupboards too, but Mom yells at me for that.

Tatiana: I get yelled at for doing that, too!

Bailey: When it's naptime, I find the purrfect spot and wait for the sun to come shining in. I love it!!

Tatiana: Under the bed for me, I like it dark. What's the rest of your day like, Bailey?

Bailey: ZZzzzzzzzz.......

Tatiana: We get yelled at a lot. Just sayin'.