No Sardines?

It seems like forever since Mom helped me blog. She's been goofing off a lot lately.

Karen Jo: Sorry, Herman. I have been having issues with being very tired on my days off. I'll try to do better.

You better improve in the sardines department, too. Can you believe that Mom actually allowed me to run out of sardines? There were no sardines at all on Friday. Sardine time came and she gave me tuna instead. I lapped up the tuna juice and left the tuna sitting there most of the day.

Karen Jo: I went to the store and bought you more sardines. I thought you liked tuna.

I do, but not as much as I like sardines. You better not run out again. I have been a really good kitty lately. I have been waking Mom up gently for breakfast and it has been working. I have even been waiting until the sun is up to wake her for the first time. Mom will give me breakfast pretty early if I have eaten at least most of my food now. She started putting more healthy stuff in my food and my fur is beginning to get some shine in it. My fur still sticks out, but I am less of an electric cat now.

Karen Jo: You are looking good, Herman. I just wish you would play a little more.

I play when I feel like it. I send you hunting for my nip ball every day. I love that. I knock my nip ball somewhere and get Mom to hunt for it. It's very funny. I would rather watch Da Bird fly over my head than try to catch it sometimes. Once in a while I catch it. Most nip toys don't interest me much. I like nip and when Mom puts loose nip on my cardboard scratcher I smell it and lick it and get it in my fur, but it doesn't make me crazy. I think nip just affects me a little bit. I do love to play with my nip ball, though. It's the only toy that Mom leaves out all the time. I smell it and bat it around and rub my head on it and lick it a little bit. Some nights Mom comes home and I have scattered all my toys around. Most nights, all the toys are right where they were when she left for work, except the balls. I love balls the most.

Karen Jo: That has been true since you first moved in. I am always looking for new kinds of balls for you. You do like your mousie wand toy pretty much, too.

That one is fun when you make the mousie move along the floor. I like to pounce on it then.

Merry Christmas, Part 2

Here I am with all the toys that I got from my woofy cousins in Michigan. I was so excited that I didn't know what to play with first. I got a ball that rattles and a ball that jingles and three sparkle balls. I got three big mousies and a crackle frog and a nip fishie and a nip pillow and a nip mousie and an octopus and a stocking with a bell on it and a feather-butt mousie; just all kinds of neat toys. My Mom got me a wand toy with a mousie on it and a flat cardboard scratcher. I haven't scratched on it, but I sure have been enjoying the catnip on it. Guess what? My Mom got out Da Bird and I'm not afraid of it any more. I batted it and caught it and chomped on the feathers. I played with the rattle ball and the jingle ball for quite a while. Please ignore the ribbons stuck to my fur. Mom threw everything on the floor when she opened the presents and I was rolling around playing and they got stuck to my fur. Sometimes Mom calls me Electric Cat because of all the static electricity I build up rolling around on the carpet.

For lunch Mom shared a can of tuna with me. I haven't had tuna in ages.

Karen Jo: That's because the last time I gave you tuna, you barfed.

I didn't barf this time, so can I have some more?

Karen Jo: You can have a little every once in a while.

I hope everyone is having as much fun today as I am.