Hey Big Guy, Gimme Some Treats!

So I am just hanging out at the house minding my own business when someone comes home and I don't recognize him.
I look up at him and say, Gimme Some Treats and I get nothing.
Mama and Curt had mentioned a friend was coming into town for the weekend. I think they said his name is Ryan. Well, Ryan needs to find out who is the boss man around here!

Gimme Some Milk

So yesterday Mama went into work a little later than usual. Something about the dentist.
Usually during the week she has breakfast at work. But yesterday she ate her Kashi Go Lean Crunch at home. Usually after she has cereal she leaves a tiny bit of milk for me. I give her the stare down until she finally hands it over. (Mama doesn't think animals should eat people food. But this is the one exception she makes once in awhile. I also like turkey--one year when Mama wasn't looking I jumped up on the counter and started munching away at her turkey leftovers from Thanksgiving dinner. Yum!)
After she let me have some yummy milk she brought out that nosiy thing that just scares me! She plugs it in and pushes it all over the floor in the house. I just absolutely hate that stupid thing. I have to hide from it. I think it is gonna get me. Mama assures me it won't. But I don't believe it.
I didn't have time to blog yesterday since I spent most of the day napping. It was a hard day!

Good times

This is what I did today:

What up?

So I am just chillin' today.
Mama and Curt went back to work today. So the house is all mine!
Since it is Monday that means Curt will likely be in the recliner tonight with his laptop watching something called football. I will be jumping up there with him.
On Mondays Mama usually comes home with a lot of bags and then puts the stuff away in the fridge and pantry.

Let's see, what have I done so far today: taken 4 naps, ate a little, drank a little, licked some, and used my litterbox. I think it is time for another nap.

Ollie and me hanging out

Here are some pics of me and Ollie hanging out when he visited me earlier this month.






And this is Curt and me spending some quality time together. Aren't we cute? I like to jump in his lap when he is in the recliner with his laptop.

Again??!!

Just got up from my morning nap. Update time:

So again I have to whine and beg and cry and meow to get my bowl filled with food! My bowl should be flowing with food all day long. I don't understand this feeding time one bit!
Though when my bowl is really, really full I know what that means. It means Mama and Curt are leaving me for a few days. And I just hate that. I even hate when Curt leaves.
I am a people cat. Well, most of the time anyway.

OK, I am tired again. Yawn. Back to nappy nap. I love sleeping on the wonderful cat bed my mama knitted for me. I will post pics later. But the pic in my profile is me sitting proudly on the bed.

Hello??!!??

So Curt comes home from work last night and it is obvious that my bowl of food is empty and I want it filled. I meow and whine and am unsuccessful.
I even did my famous poop in the litterbox, run to the scratching pad and scratch like a crazy man, then dash around the house. And nothing.
FINALLY mama came home and I started meowing at her like crazy. She tells me to wait a minute because she has to pee! Um, I think my food needs are much more important.
So I finally get my bowl filled. Crunch, crunch, yum, yum.
I have overheard Mama and Curt discussing the fact that I am not starving and I will survive.
That is not the point! I want to make sure I have food always available to me!

I'd like to get a shoutout to my other wonderful catsitters, besides Stephanie. Gail and Jen also watched me from time to time in Phoenix. I know Erica and Casey did, too. Did I miss anyone else?
Since we have lived in the Bay Area Jennifer has watched me. She is super great. She spoils me with lots and lots of treats. Ronda has also watched me a couple of times. And as I mentioned yesterday, Sue.

OK, gotta go. Time for my nap.

Memories

So Stef commented on my first entry about how she used to take care of me when my mama and Curt went on vacation.
Stef was a good catsitter. She petted me, loved me, brushed me and best of all gave me treats.
The last person to watch me when Mama and Curt were out of town was Mama's friend Sue. Sue did a good job, too. I got lots of loving and brushing and best of all ... treats!

Meow to Harley and Scooter!


~Peace out

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Not sure how much I will be writing. My life consists of eating, sleeping, eating treats, being brushed. Tripping my mama and Curt. Tripping my mama on the way to the kitchen to beat her there for my treats.
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