Showing posts with label Middle-Cat. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Middle-Cat. Show all posts

Thursday, September 10, 2009

I'm a brave, brave cat


It's been a rough day. I knew something was up when I saw my Middle-Cat wearing three thick jackets and heavy duty work gloves. Then she swooped me up and tried to stick me in a cage, but I wasn't making it easy for her. I gave her my best four paw push but after many attempts, Middle-Cat got me in and locked the door. She can be so mean sometimes.

As if that wasn't bad enough, we then went on a car ride. I hate car rides. I'm a little embarrassed to share this video with you, but I think it pretty much sums up my day. Middle-Cat filmed this when we were at a stop light.

Then I went to the vet's office where I got poked and prodded by a nice man. I was a bit rude to him. I'm feeling a little bad about that now.

When we finally got home, Middle-Cat was all nice again for about five minutes. Then, after I let my guard down, she tackled me and tried to shove drugs down my throat. I didn't like that so much. She says I better get used to it.

Just wanted to let my readers know that I'm very tired, but I'm feeling a little better. I'm going back to visit the nice vet on Monday. Wish me luck.

PK

Sunday, September 6, 2009

The Art of Racing in the Rain

My Middle-Cat just finished reading The Art of Racing in the Rain by Garth Stein. She said she really, really loved it, but I caught her crying while she was reading it. Humans are weird sometimes.

The book is about a very nice dog named Enzo. He's a smart dog and knows so much about race car driving. He's even named after Enzo Ferrari - yes, THAT Ferrari. Enzo wishes he had opposable thumbs (like me!), enjoys watching tv (like me!) and loves his family (like me!).

Maybe I should write a book about a cat named Pheobe. Oh, how I wish I had thumbs!

PK

Friday, June 5, 2009

Shoes

I love shoes. My Middle-Cat has lots of shoes and sometimes I get to try them on. The Middle-Cat's feet are bigger than mine, so her shoes always fit on my feet.

The Middle-Cat only has two feet and so she only buys one pair of each of the shoes she buys.

The trouble is I have four feet and when I want to go out, I have to wear two different pairs; which is a bit of a fashion faux-pas.

I need to convince the Middle-Cat to buy more shoes; or at least two sets of each pair she buys.
PK