Lazy Thursday

Here I am in Mom's rocking chair.  Mom decided to see if just the overhead light was enough to take a picture with and it almost is.  I usually nap here while Mom is on the computer, if I am not under her chair demanding to be petted, that is.

After reading about it on Max's blog, Mom finally found a tri-tip roast and it is every bit as good as Max said it was.  The trouble is, Mom fed me shortly before the roast got done and I wasn't hungry enough to do it justice.  She did let me lick up the juice on her plate, though.  I love, love, love beef juice.

You can find the photo that appears in the Friends of the Shelter calendar here.  When we play, Mom usually rolls or tosses a toy in my direction and I grab it.  Sometimes I pick out a toy and start playing with it.  When I toss or whap it out of reach, Mom rolls it back to me. Rarely, I will chase the toy after I whap it a good one.  Tonight we played with one of my little furry mice. When I whapped it out of reach under a chair, Mom tried to get me interested in one of my balls, but I was through playing.

Mancat Monday

Mom was shooting into the light again, so this picture isn't great, but I wouldn't hold still for her any other way. I am using one of her big, clompy boots for a pillow. I am not scared of them at all any more. As you can see, my fur is still sticking out in every direction, but if you look at the top of my head, you can see a little shine in my head fur.

Last night I decided that I wanted to be with Mom while she was at the computer, so I inspected her room again. I hopped upon the rocking chair and went over to Mom's lap on the computer chair, then walked on the keyboard. Some weird noises started coming out of the speakers, so I checked them out. Then I checked out the shelf where she keeps her mouse and the top of the media case where the TV sits. There wasn't room for me anywhere, so I walked back over Mom's lap to the rocking chair. You know what? That rocking chair isn't so bad. It has a comfy cushion on it and Mom could reach me to give me scritches while she read the computer screen. I stayed there until bedtime. When Mom went to bed and turned out the light, I wasn't sure what to do. I stayed in the rocking chair for a little while, then went over to the computer chair, which was still warm, and stayed there for a while. Finally I decided to join Mom in bed.

For lunch today Mom was having pasta with alfredo sauce and chicken. I told her very politely that I wanted some. Mom said, "Kitties don't eat pasta." Ha! I again told her that I wanted some and she gave me a piece. I sniffed it and licked it, then walked away. Mom put it in my food dish, then I ate it all up, but I didn't ask for any more. I think I like alfredo sauce. I really didn't want Mom to go to work today. I snagged her pants cuff with my claws to try to make her stay, but she went anyway. We had some good time together when she got home. I was really hungry and ate half a can of Stinky Goodness right away. Mom gave me a quarter can, as usual and I ate it up and asked for more, so she gave me another quarter can. I ate that up in record time and looked at her, so she gave me another one. I haven't finished that one yet.

I lost my nip ball somewhere today while Mom was at work. She'll find it for me sometime or other. I played a little with the Cat Dancer, but only batted it a couple of times. Mostly I just wanted Mom time and scritches. It seems these days that I would rather just cozy up to Mom for attention than play with her.