This is my cousin Henry. He's about my age in human years.
He lives in Toronto. I would like to meet him as people tell me Henry runs around all day just like I do! It would be fun to play with him - I wouldn't even bite him.
Hi! Well, this week mom & I went off RVing again. Three days & two nights. It was fun. A little too much time in my carrier perhaps...
Our RV is a big Sprinter van.
This is the front - my stuff, and I kept dragging out mom's boots. Great laces on those things.
And this is the back - my stuff.
I like to sneak up on nefarious critters like this pink thing.
Turned out to be my very favourite toy all one evening and the next morning; well, when mom & I weren't playing fetch my other toy. She'd throw it on the dash and I'd jump up to get it and bring it back. 27 times in one go, according to mom. She was trying to blog. Ha.
From inside my kennel - what the heck, thought I'd try...
What a work-out!
I didn't mind sleeping all the way home after all that exercise.
When I'm in LaserEye mode, I can fly!!!
Do you have the television commercial about 'Go RVing!" where you live? My mom packed us up; I got stashed in my carrier - and off we went....RVing!
I was a little scared at first, but I trust my mom. She kept telling me I was a good little cat and pretty soon I was all relaxed, played with my toys a bit and then, er, I had a nap.
We stopped every hour or so. I ran around, stretched my legs, visited the litter box, drank some water and ate a bit.
Here I am sitting on the dash, playing with my leash...this is a toy, right?
Then some big birds flew by - I'm becoming a birder, as well.
Yep, I enjoyed our little trip. We stayed overnight at a campground in Regina. Next day we drove around the city doing some shopping and errands - that is, I had to stay in my carrier by myself in the van too much but it was worth it cuz one place she bought me this:
Sneak, sneak, sneak. I can play in this tunnel for hours!
Happy Caturday!!!
My second Guest Cat is Cleo. She lives in the same house as Big Ben.
Isn't she pretty. She didn't have a very good life before Donna & Dwight grabbed her off the unkind streets of Stettler
Donna says:
Cleo is almost ten years old. We literally grabbed her off main street on a rainy Sunday in June, 2004, when we saw her weaving in and out of traffic and meowing desperately. She was very skinny with bald patches, and had already delivered a litter of kittens at some point. She also had a very tender ribcage -- the vet suspected someone had kicked her very hard. But she was ready to be loved, and willing to take a chance with us.
After we brought her home and gave her something to eat, she ran into the living room and jumped into Dwight's lap and gave him a "kiss" on the cheek. She did the same thing to Samantha. Then it was off to our bedroom where she curled up on the foot of the bed and slept -- the same place she has been sleeping ever since.
Cleo doesn't like other cats and she can be downright grumpy at times, but we love our "cat of many colours".
I guess so!! And we love her too.
It's Caturdayayayayayyy.
I know you can't see me, but I'm here all right! Ready to jump out and attack some feet, 'specially if it is feet attached to somebody sitting on the toilet!
I love this game.
I love to sit in baskets. This one has been on the kitchen table for a couple days now. I sit in it when my mom fools around with her laptop...I'd really rather be sitting on that, though. It's warm.
Well, didn't my mom get all crafty today. She put something called a heating pad wrapped in a towel into this basket.
So toasty and ...oops, sorry, nodded off there.
Where was I? So comfy and warm and I can (yawn) still keep an eye (yawn) on everything going on here...
Oh the heck with it. Must. Nap.
