Louie Gets Bored

Louie's mom and dad got married while my Mums and Pops were on vacation. Actually they got married on the day of the great snow storm. You know, the one where the roof of the great Vikings playground collapsed? It was all over the news.

Anyway, Natalie and Jeremy went to Hawaii for their honeymoon and came home just before Christmas Eve. I am sure that Louie missed his mom and dad as much as I did mine! But they had to ignore him while they wrapped up the Christmas presents. He finally jumped up on a chair to watch (I didn't know dogs could leap, too! I am so jealous!!)

Poor Louie. Look at that sad, sad face. He is practically begging for attention! But, alas, as it always goes in human land, the work comes first and those presents had to be wrapped. Eventually Louie gave up and - well, a picture speaks a thousand words.

I know how you felt Louie, but I know your mom, and I know she has given you tons of attention since that day.

Love to you, young man.

Shiva

Needed: More Friends!!

Is no one out there reading my blog?

I know I am not the brightest bulb in the forest, but I think I have something to share.

Mums has been all busy with Pop's cares this week and people have been in and out and in and out of the house. They are moving stuff all over the place and all of my beds, perches and hiding places are moving. I am hiding right now in Pop's closet again and I don't want to come out!

But I will come out of hiding if YOU become my virtual friend. Won't you please send Mums your picture and be my friend? Please. You may be all I have right now.

Shiva, the lonely one

Stewart is Silly

Remember this guy? Stewart?

Well, I just heard a new story about this dude. It seems he likes to chew. Well, Mums says all dog, especially puppies, like to chew. She said I tried to chew everything too, when I was a tiny kitty. But that's all in the past, and we are here to talk about Stewart.

Okay, so he likes to chew. Big deal. But get this! He likes to chew on soapy tasting things. Bars of soap disappear right before your very eyes! He even likes to chew on his Mom's razor, just because it has soap around the edge of the razor. His Mom has found him on her bed in a bloody mess.

Really, Stewart. I have heard of washing your mouth out with soap after you have said bad words. But usually it's a parent that forces you to do it. If you have been barking bad words, you don't need to punish yourself! Humans really don't understand us when we swear and cuss. They just think we are being cute!

So stop it already Stewart. You are going to start blowing soap bubbles out your butt!

Shiva

I'm Not Juno, My Name is Pheobe

I am begging for total forgiveness here! Juno is really Pheobe. And she is the quieter of the two. Pheobe is Juno's sister. And she is prettier - I should not have gotten them mixed up.

Please, please, please forgive me! I am only a half-wit, and Mums gets confused in the best of times. Here is Juno (I think).

Or is this Noche? Oh, gosh. I can't live with you....I would never know my own name!

On bended knees,
Shiva

Meet Juno, the Wild One

Mums is finally feeling better and she said I could post today. Man, she sure takes a long time to heal up! Anyhoo, you get to meet another of my friends. Heeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrreeeeeeee issssssssss Juno!

Juno is the only boy cat in Mums cat lady friend's house. He is a tortoise shell cat. He is a bit wild and crazy and gets into all sorts of mischief. And not only can he run and leap and jump, but he can crawl up the walls. Or at least Mums said something like she would crawl up the walls if he lived with us.

And he is huge! He is only a kitty and he already weighs 12 pounds. That's almost twice as much as I weigh. I wish Mums would of taken a picture of his paws, but she couldn't get him to sit still long enough.

But the best part is, he drives Tigre, the grump, crazy. Anytime Juno walks into the room, Tigre growls and jumps at Juno. JoAnn, Mum's friend, says they are just playing, but Mums thinks that Juno is Tigre's Nemesis. Of course, I believe anything Mums tells me, so I think JoAnn is wrong.

Rough tongue licks to all my virtual friends and readers!
Shiva

Tigre

Mum's is sick and crabby, crabby, crabby. So I thought this would be the perfect day to introduce my latest friend, Tigre. She is a pistol. Complain, complain, complain.

Tigre's mom is one of Mums good friends from Minneapolis. Actually JC is a cat freak. She owns 5 cats - oops I mean 4 cats. Mums is always trying to dump me off at JC's house.

Tigre loves to rub against you and ask for attention, but every time you actually give her attention she starts her routine - meow and run. Then, a minute later, she is right back at you.

Tigre can jump and leap. She leaps on anything and everything - tables, stools, and counter tops. Mums says this is what real cats do. I am glad that I am not a real cat, but a dog in cat's clothing. Mums would really hate me if I jumped on the counter tops.

Well, here she is, Tigre. And because she is a grumbler, she is Mums favorite cat at JC's. Go figure.

Shiva, the wonder cat

A Colorful Bird, But NOT My Friend

This is NOT a virtual friend!! Did you hear me Sammie Sue, she is NOT my virtual friend. But Mums made me put a picture of her on my blog. Mums is so controlling and bossy some of the time.

Mums and Pops met her when they were out of town. She is some sort of South American bird, and although I admit she is pretty, she has no depth. She just sits there all day trying to look pretty for the goofy tourists that come off of something called a ship. She doesn't talk or even squawk. She doesn't even know what a computer is, let alone know how to blog.

Mums gets caught up in the tourist stuff sometimes when she travels. She can be shallow too. Oh well, as long as she continues to feed me and groom me, I can put up with her eccentricities I guess.

Shiva

Meet Louie

Pops has a Saturday PCA named Natalie. She has a dog named Louie. He is a puppy, Mums says, so he has to learn everything the hard way.

Well, I guess Louie found his way down to the laundry room and found himself in this mess. Was he trying to hang himself up for drying? Or did he want to hide in his Pops closet like I do? There are easier ways to get some attention Louie.

I guess Louie is my kind of dog. He takes over the bed, he is not too smart and there is always a funny story that his mom wants to share with Mums and Pops. I like it when they laugh, so I like Louie, too.

Shiva
I am BACK!

Virtual Friends

Come on! Mums has many virtual friends and I have only 3! Please be my friend. All you need to do is send Mums a picture. How difficult is that.

Don't you want to be my friend?

A Virtual Dog Friend

Mums, this is really fun! So many creatures out there who want to be my friend. MY friend!! Not your friend or Pops friend, but MY friend. I am going to be as famous as a Paris Hilton pet!!!

Stewart is a dog. I have never met a dog in person, but there are a few that bark in the neighborhood. I don't understand barking. What else is there to say besides "food"? That's one little word. How many times in a day can you say "food?" Mums says they have to also ask to go outside to go to the bathroom. And then they also bark because they want to play. And they say cats are dumb! I go to the bathroom all by myself and play when ever I want. Why would you ask? I don't get it at all.

Stewart's mom and my mom are friends. Virtual friends. Stewart's nana has MSA like Pops. Stewart likes to chase cats, so he can never come to visit me. But I can look at his picture now and then. He is kinda cute, isn't he? Stewart - my third virtual friend.

Shiva

My Second Virtual Friend

Meet Sammie Sue. Sammie Sue lives in Arizona. Mums and Sammie Sue's human mom have met. Mums even met Sammie Sue. But not me. She is just my virtual friend. 

I know, cats and birds are not suppose to get along. But I just watch birds. I think they are funny the way the peck at food and fly around. They are so busy all of the time. They aren't good at relaxing like I am. 

Sammie Sue and I do have two things in common, however. Sammie Sue writes a blog, too. And, just like me, Sammie Sue has her human mom wrapped around her little claws. Well, I have paws, but you get the drift.

Visit Sammie Sue at http://thebeaksqueak.blogspot.com/. She is a bit smarter than me, but I am still prettier! 

Shiva

My First Virtual Friend

Mums has a whole bunch of virtual friends. She has friends all over the US and a bunch in Europe. She says it's the latest thing to do - have friends that you may never meet. She has met some of her virtual friends, and has really liked them. But most of them she just chats with on places like Facebook, whatever that may be.

So.....

Why shouldn't I have virtual friends? 

So here is my first virtual friend, Toffee. Toffee lives with Mums sister and brother-in-law in London. She gets to go outside! Not fair, Mums! You had me de-clawed and I can't go outside. Well, you do let me out on the deck and that is scary enough. In fact, the leaves blowing around really frightened me last week. And now this horrible snow? Okay, I don't want to go outside.

But, I have a virtual friend that does like going outside and that is cool. I think she is nuts, but who am I to judge?

Would you like to be my friend? Send Mums a picture and be my virtual friend. Just don't plan on coming over for a visit. I do not share my props with anyone!

Shiva

ps: Human types need not apply!