Wordless Wednesday

Manic Monday

Is there anything better than waking the humans out of a sound sleep? I was feeling especially hyper at 5:30 this morning and I wanted company. First, I tried making noise. I managed to get a nail polish bottle and rolled it around on the hardwood floor. Jen woke up and took the bottle away and went back to sleep. So climbed up on the bed very quietly. I wiggled down to the bottom and then leaped on her stomach with all my might. I heard her make a sound like "omph." She yelled my name and rolled over to her side. So then I crawled to the top of the bed and sat down by her head. Then, I whapped her nose as hard as I could. Twice. That got her up! I have spent the rest of the morning running around the apartment as fast as I can. I've played with all my toys and Jen said I have had my "crazy eyes" all morning. Now I'm starting to get tired. Here's a picture of when I was wrestling with one of my toys.

Happy Easter!!

I'm a Twin?!?

Does everycat have a twin? Apparently, I do. Jen was looking around on a site with stories about cats who have been adopted and she noticed there was a cat named Tuck. She clicked on the picture and this is what she saw...

That cat looks just like me! And his name is Tuck! At least his name WAS Tuck until he was adopted...and then his humans changed his name to Ozzy. I think he looks more like a Tuck!

Wordless Wednesday

T is for...

Tuck's Tail

Tuck's Toes

Tuck's Tummy

Stakeout

I'm on a stakeout. There are some birdies that make lots of noise and they are always right outside my window. I like to sit here behind the blinds and watch them. This is the perfect place. I am learning all their secrets, so that one day when I get outside I can overtake them. Any cats out there want to join me? You must be very quiet once you get here...we don't want to scare them away.

Visiting the V-E-T

Today I went to the V-E-T. It was the first time that I had been since they clipped my ear, stole my manhood and stuck me with a needle. Jen wasn't sure that I'd had all my shots and she wanted me to have a check up. So in I went. I was in my carrier and there was a couple in the waiting room worried that their woofies would scare me. Please. They had two tiny little things, barely bigger than me. They clearly had no clue who they were talking to. I was born in a barn with horses and sometimes play with my Golden Retriever cousins. I am fierce and will not be frightened by a cute little pup.

Finally, I was called back in a little room where I was violated! They took a thermometer and stuck it...well, you can imagine where. And Jen held me while they did it. Dreadful lady she is (I'll remember this.) Then they stole my blood, injected me with some sort of liquid and promised to see me in three weeks. I am not happy.

On the bright side, I am thrilled to report that I am quickly progressing in my quest to become a mancat. I now weigh in at a whopping 9 pounds and the V-E-T told Jen that I am the perfect weight for my size. At least someone admits that I am perfect.

I've asked Jen to post a picture showing how grown up I am starting to look...

Friday Yet?

Is it Friday yet?!?

Nearly Wordless Wednesday

Before I get to the pictures...be sure to pop by Misha's blog to vote in the Kitty Fight Club contest. The adorable Baby Patches and I are duking it out in the first round!

Now on to the pictures!