Monday, February 16, 2009

Guns


I don't understand why there are so many guns in the City of Vancouver right now. I'm a cat, with very sharp claws, so I don't need any weapons other than my own deadly talons.

I used to think the right to bare arms meant that big-cats wore short sleeve shirts; now I understand that I was reading it incorrectly.

It seems there are so many people bearing arms in the City of Vancouver. I wish they would put down their guns and, as Ari Gold has said many times, "Just hug it out, bitch."

Can't we all just get along?
PK

Friday, February 13, 2009

Just call me P-Kiddy



I heard recently that Joaquin Pheonix has decided to give up acting and become a hip-hop star; so I've decided to give it a shot too.

Here is a clip of a recent interview on David Letterman (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x1IncP6xjfg). It's very awkward to watch. I just hope that Joaquin is acting a part because he doesn't look so good.

If I ever let my fur look as bad as Joaquin's does, someone please stage an intervention.
PK

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Clothes shopping...cat style.

I love to explore to find new clothes and to find a nice warm place to sleep.

I've been know to crawl into a pile of clean laundry or a chest of drawers to find a treasure or two.

One of my favorite places to be is the laundry basket after clean clothes have come out of the dryer. It's warm and dark and smells really nice.
PK

PS This is a photo, years ago, of me exploring my Big-Cat's chest-of-drawers ...notice the big pile of dirty laundry beside the chest-of-drawers. Both the Big-Cat and I are sure lucky he found the Middle-Cat!!

Monday, February 9, 2009

I have always loved music

Here's a kitten-picture of me sitting with my Big-Cat's stereo. Notice all the tapes....which should give you an idea of how old I am.

While I like all kinds of music, I am partial to Cats Stevens, the Pussy Cat Dolls, and Atomic Kitten.

Notice how my ears are perked up in this picture....either someone is opening a can of tuna somewhere or the Cure's "The Love Cats" is playing.
PK

Sunday, February 8, 2009

A few strings attached

When I was younger, I was so poor that I had to eat kibble (no Fancy Feasts).

At Christmas time, I could not afford to buy toys, so I used to get a piece of string to play with in the tub.
PK

PS And it was uphill both going to and from the litter box.

Baby photos

Here is a picture of me when I was a kitten. I don't remember being that small.

My Big-Cat used to tease me that my ears were so large, I could tune into Radio Moscow without a radio.

I never thought that was very funny. Besides, why would I listen to Radio Moscow? I don't even speak Russian.
PK

Saturday, February 7, 2009

Valentine's Day


You know, I've never had a Valentine's Day present before and I don't care. I think it's a silly made up Hallmark holiday.

Why should my big-cats or I listen to a big gift-card company tell us that on one random day they picked as being special we should spend three times as much money as we would have on the day before for some dead plants. I don't need anything like that...as long as I have a Fancy Feast.
PK