In and Out!

When I see a kennel, it usually mean that I'm going somewhere. When I go somewhere, it's usually to Timothy's house or Kitty's house. Sometimes, cats that come to stay at my clinic have kennels of their own. I like to play in those ones. It's fun going in and out and in and out...I can spend minutes playing with kennels! Jacob, my roommate, likes kennels too. Here are some pictures of us playing with them. In and out and in and out and in .......

I don't even care if the kennels are occupied. Sometimes I climb right into them if their owners are still in them. And the minute a cat comes out of it's kennel, I'm right in their. The cats yell at me sometimes, especially the old ones, but I don't care. It's fun playing in them and smelling them. And some of these kennels have treats in them!!

Flop!

Many of you who have met me know that I'm a flopper. I just find a spot and flop down on my side and get comfortable. It could be a counter, a kennel or the carpet in my reception area. However, finding a nice soft spot to curl up beats flopping any day.

August

My dear public, I am sorry for not writing in a while. I have been so busy with my weekend getaways and my kitten classes and my disappearing acts. It has been a blur here. There are changes going on and I am caught in the middle of it!

My weekends are always full now. I either go to Timothy's house or I go home with my assistant Donna to Kitty's house. I am never by myself on the weekends. It's fun because I get to play with my friends and sleep on their beds and eat their food. Mmmmm, I love their food.

I have a roommate right now. His name is Jacob and he's a little kitten. He is from the same place that I'm from. I think he's by mother's sister's son's son twice removed. I'm teaching him all sorts of things, like how to scratch on the benches in my waiting room, how to scratch on the carpet and how to wait by the doors until someone opens them. He doesn't know how to do many things that a kitten should know. I just taught him how to groom himself and how to bury his "you know what" in the sandbox. He's a fun guy to have around but he's too young for me sometimes. He's still a baby and sometimes all he wants to do is play when I want to watch or sleep. He'll learn though. He owns our receptionist Shannon. I'll miss him when he goes to his new house.

My newest interest is the "outside". I see it when I go to Timothy's house or Kitty's house but I never get to walk in it or explore it. I've learned how to sneak out the front door when no one is watching or when my clients are bringing their owners in. My staff always run after me when I sneak out. I don't think they want me to go out by myself. It is a little scary for a guy like me but I'm just so curious - I can't help it! My staff will ask you to please make sure that I don't sneak out. I think it's best to listen to them even though I will give you the kitty cat eyes and beg with all my might.

My friends!

These are some random pictures of my friends.

My weekend getaways!!

My best friends name is Timothy. He lives in a house with a family. I don't exactly know what a family is but I think it involves some humans living together in a building. I think my staff are a family but they don't live in my clinic. They must all live together in another building.

I met Timothy along time ago when he came in to have surgery. He was neutered like me. We played a little bit before his surgery. He told me about his great family and about the food he gets to eat. He's a lucky guy. He invited me over for a sleep over and I said yes. Can't pass up the chance to explore new places and eat new food. His person came and picked me up the next weekend.

I go over to Timothy's house almost every weekend. I have lots of fun and Timothy and I play lots of games. His people are really nice and treat me really good - almost as good as my people do! When I come home on Monday I'm always tired and sleep all day. I can't wait until I can see Timothy next weekend.

It's a bird, it's a plane, it's Super Cosmo!!!

One of my nurses brought his feathered toy in to my clinic. He was taking it to a new home, one with lots of other feathered toys that it could play with. The toy made some weird noises and moved differently. My nurse brought it out of the metal box it was in and had it on his shoulder. It was fun to watch the toy. I think they were calling it a bird but I don't know what that is. I think it means grey feathered toy that makes noise but I'm not sure. I think I'm going to have to look it up in my cationary.

My Treats!

My receptionists keep my treats up high because they think that I can't reach them up there. Ha! Have I got them fooled. I have developed a fool proof method of getting my treats and eating them. I knock them off the counter onto the floor. This method stuns the treats so that I can eat them and they won't fight back. I am so smart!!!