Forgive the interruption...

Human owner got on blog and used it for her personal use. Am trying to get her to get her own blog. For her own use.

This is blog is for me, THE CAT, the ONE WHOSE TAIL YOU STEP ON, the ONE YOU FORGET TO FEED, the NEGLECTED AND UNLOVED. (especially since the dog came into the house)

Luckily there is a sunbeam to enjoy on the porch.

What to do?

Choices. I received my lay off notice. Meeting with HR this morning. Debating between SAHM or trying to find new job. Must remember - find out how to collect unemployment. change insurance. make dentist appt. relax.

People keep on telling me that I should start up a blog. But who would want to read it? Am I just writing to noone? OR myself?

This blog may be in transition, and may turn into something else by the end of this. Who knows...

Another day in the life...

It's my favorite season, Summer. It's hot, but I move slow anyway. Plus the sun is so much better. I enjoy lying around the house, sleeping in the sunbeams that filter through the windows. I really enjoy the window on the stairs - it is a prime tripping area.

This week, the humans have done something different with the dog food. They have moved it from me! I am very upset. All food is for me, and my sister and brother can have it after me. I prefer the hearty taste of the dog food, it's so much hip to eat that than something that reads Meow Mix. Please, don't cater to me. I am actually insulted by the Meow Mix campaign. Meow Meow Meow, how many of us cats actually sound like that? I know I don't. I prefer to quack. It's a unique sound, everyone knows it's me. Quaaacckk. Quacckkk.

See, television is good for animals, especially when we spend our formative years with humans alone. How else would I have learned to quack??? But in hindsight, I should have learned how to bark. 

The Art of Washing a Dog

An attempt of outside dog washing at night. 

Jazzy loves Comfest

I love Comfest 

From my point of view

Thank you for not stepping on my tail - often.

My other Fuzzy Sibling

See here, all cute and young. At this point, Val and I were a little nervous about her.


Now, here - she's full grown at a year. I guess it was decided to keep here around. She is good at cleaning out my ears. And I do like playing chase. So it all ends up okay.

Lego Land

My brother, Valentine Michael Smith, loves attacking the Lego Land castles 'the man' creates. This castle even has Robin Hood on the top!

By the way MI3 stinks, but Phillip Seymore Hoffman rules! He is the best thing about the movie! Much better than he was in 'Along Came Polly'

I love yoga

Yoga is good for you.
Yoga is good for me.

But I am not fond of that position downward dog.. it should be called downward cat or something. But I can't complain, there is a cat position. But the opposite position is called cow? I take offense to that!