Sunday, November 22, 2009

Sometimes you have to suffer to get what you want

A couple weeks ago, the Middle-Cat bought me a costume that she wanted me to wear on Halloween. She wanted me to dress up like a chicken. We fought about it and I refused to even try the chicken-hat on.

Luckily, the Middle-Cat was away for Halloween so the matter was forgotten for a while.

Last night the Big-Cat told me that I would get a special treat this morning if I wore the chicken-hat for the I did.

Well this morning I got my special treat; a little bit of Boost before the big-cats went for a run. I have to drink out of the bottle cap so I ended up spilling some of the Boost on the table; but I lapped up those drops a little later.

I only got a small amount of Boost so I'm not sure it was worth wearing the chicken-hat. The Boost was so good, I wonder what I'd have to do to get a whole bottle.

Saturday, November 21, 2009

There was a sale on kibble last week.

and there was some cat craziness. I'm glad my big-cats buy food for me so I was able to stay home. I could have gotten hurt in the cat-mosh.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

I was going to do a story on Vampires....but

I wanted to do a story about the Big-Cats's job. He works for a charity called St Paul's Hospital Foundation and they raise money for St Paul's Hospital.

Two weeks ago, the Big-Cat got up at 6am to drive downtown and spent 6 hours in the pouring rain to set up a bunch of light-stars on the outside of the Hospital.

Tonight was the big unveiling and the lights were turned on for the first time; accompanied by some fireworks.

A good time was had by all and CTV broadcast the lighting ceremony live.

I think the lights look pretty; but I'm glad I didn't have to wait in the rain to see the lighting.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Happy 20-somethingth birthday, cousin Hilary

Wednesday is the birthday of my Big-Cat's cousin Hilary. She's pretty cool. She came to visit me a couple years ago (when the big-cats were getting married) and she was an excellent guest. She laughed a lot, didn't eat my food, and she didn't try to pick me up.

I hope that she comes out and visits me again...perhaps during the 2010 Olympics. I'm sure I could convince her to give me a Fancy Feast.

Happy birthday cuz!

Monday, November 16, 2009

I'm about to build an ark.

I've lived all my life in the Vancouver area and thought I had grown accustomed to the rain; but the amount of rain that we’ve experienced in the last couple days has made me think it might be time to go on a trip.

I’m hoping that my big-cats will take me to Hawaii when they go later this month. Warm and sunny (with big sandy beaches to do my “business”) seems like a great idea to me; especially now that I’m in my late-middle-years. Sometimes I dream of getting up and not having to stretch out my creaky-joints.

And being warm; remember what that was like? I miss curling up on my catio, caught in a sunbeam, and dreaming of little birdies.

Who’s with me?

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Yummy, freak of nature.

Is this not the fattest squirrel you have ever seen? If I could catch him, I'd eat well all winter.

Here squirrelly, I have some peanuts. Come closer to me...

Sunday, November 8, 2009

My nephew-cat

My nice nephew-cat (Jacob) is currently hitch-hiking across Canada to Quebec with his girlfriend Juliette (she's from France). And while I wonder about his hair style (it would be hard to keep dreadlocks clean as a cat). I admire his moxie for walking his own road.

He isn't the first, or second, or even third person the Big-Cat knows that followed a nice French girl to a new locale (Vancouver, France, and France respectively). I hope Jacob's journey works out as well as the other three.

Keep warm Jacob...the townships can be very cold in the winter.

My Charter rights were violated last week

I just wanted my loyal readers to know that I blogged last week but many of you were unable to see it because my rights under the Canadian Charter of Rights and Freedoms (section 2(b)) were violated and the man (err, woman) censored my views.

Next time, I will post from off-shore, and the true story of ENL will be heard.

Peace, out.