Monday, April 28, 2008

Hairy Catter

videoHarry Potter used to complain that he had to live in a room under the stairs. Well, when I was a younger cat, I used to live in a drawer that my big cats kept in their bedroom cupboard.

It was a safe place to get away from house guests, little kids, and other strange animals that the big-cats brought home with them.

Being in the top drawer was a little too exposed for my liking, so I used to pull open and climb into the top drawer, then climb down underneath it and sleep in the middle drawer. I had to leave the top drawer open so that I could get out (you can see the action video here).

I used to hide in the drawer when little girls threw things at me (after I tried to "communicate" with them) or when my big-cat's brother (Patrick) was alone in the house. I had heard him wandering around in the house looking for me. He said he was asked to be there; but I showed him who's the boss from my safe place in the middle drawer.

My big cat told me later that Patrick told him, "I never saw Pheobe but when I went to close the top drawer, the cupboard hissed at me."
PK

Sunday, April 27, 2008

Mmm... Fancy Feast is delish.

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I'll let you in on a secret. The way to my heart is through a can of Fancy Feast. I don't get them often enough. My big cats seem to have an endless supply of them stashed away in the sin cupboard or they sometimes bring them in from the magical garage... a very secretive space. I like to lick all the gravy off the Fancy Feast before I eat the meaty bits. That's why they call me "gravy girl." Peace out. *Meow*

Friday, April 25, 2008

How I spend my days


I like to spend time sitting on the couch watching TV with my big-cats; and sometimes they even let me have the remote control.

My favorite shows are The Pussycat Dolls:Girlicious (although I think it's a strange name...I don't see any cats like me) and Battlestar Galactica. I'm hoping that one day there will be a cross-over show and Boomer and Number Six will try out for the Pussycats.

Until then, I will have to be content watching West Wing reruns on DVD (I'm so glad Gov. Ritchie lost the election...the Bartletts seem more likely to be cat-people than the Governor).

Watching WW makes me wonder if there is such a thing as a First-Cat and if so, does the Secret Service hire body-cats to protect it. I wonder if I could do that job? It would be fun to have a badge and a gun, but I would hate to not live with my big-cats...they're pretty good to me (don't tell them I said that, I try to remain aloof).
PK

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Safe places for cats

I like to think I'm a very brave cat. But, truth be told, I can be a bit of a 'fraidy cat sometimes.

I'm 13 (in people years) and have learned a lot of important life lessons. For instance, I know that tents are very safe places to be. Caves are good, too.

If you come and visit me, you will find a couple of tents set up around the house. This one is from my friend, Mika. The Big Cat has also been known to build me caves from time to time.

I've got it pretty good.