Cat Blogging

Here are some moving tips that mom and dad needed to know about….

Tip # 1.  Once you get a cat, don’t ever move. Cats are by nature, stationary creatures, who take great pride in carefully marking their territory. Everything that a cat rubs up against, becomes theirs, even you. If you decide to change houses, your cat will  have to re-mark everything again, besides, they hate change.

Tip # 2.  Cats, unlike Dogs, hate to ride in a car.  I thought I was going to the Vet that unforgettable day. I am no dumb cat! When my parents try to put me into my softside cat carrier, I call it the [ Vet Transporter,] I stiffen all of my legs at the same time. It’s like trying to put an opened umbrella into a drawer. Impossible..

Tip # 3.  Parents are sometimes smarter than cats. Because of my umbrella stunt, I now have to travel in a large cardboard box, with air holes punched in the top…  Suddenly, with no warning, I found myself in that box! It was very dark and I was scared, no, mad, no, scared, no, mad etc.

Tip # 4.   A mad, scared cat is no fun to travel with, even in a box, in the front seat. I tried everything to get out of that box…clawed, chewed, threw my body against the side, made guttural meow sounds and tried to poke my head through a small tear in the corner of the box. Nothing happened, we just keep driving for what seemed like a few days. Later I learned it was only fifteen minutes. It sure seemed longer, honest.

Tip # 5.  Puzzled cats are quite entertaining to watch.  The box that I was riding in, was taken out of the car and back into the house. The box flaps  opened and I leaped out. To my surprise, the walls had changed positions and the floor felt different but the furniture looked the same. Wait, what happened to the stairs? I can’t find them anywhere. I think we’ve moved… You know what that means… everything needs to be re-marked, by me of course. This will take a long time but this is what cats do. Afterwords, a long nap.  For now I’ll mosey off to mark.  Meow for now, T

 

This is my third blog. Yes, some cats CAN count!

Carmel, CA…

Mom and Dad just returned from a two week vacation.  I hated it!  I thought they had left me forever. Granted, I got to stay at home, instead of in some cage, off sight. I had a cat sitter who smelled like a dog. Go figure…  Ok, I have lots to report. They go to Carmel, CA every year and know the area very well. Even though Mom and Dad say they love to try new things, they always go to this same restaurant on their first night in Carmel. It’s called “The Flying Fish.” Now that’s funny in itself. I sit at the window for hours and watch lots of things fly by but none of them are fish. Anyway, Mom always orders Yin Yang Salmon. If you’ve read my book, you know that I dislike Salmon. Yes, I’ve tried it, however, Mom says when I eat it, I flip over backwards and run sideways through the house. How embarrassing!  This apparently doesn’t happen to Mom. She loves the stuff. Dad had something called, Temp-ora. Guess what they ordered next, in this “Asian” restaurant….A hot fudge Monday! No, that’s not right.  All I remember them saying is, it was a hot fudge day of the week, with extra hot fudge. They ate their entire dinner, plus dessert, at one time, unlike me, who takes a few bites, then walks away, then back, then away, then back again…  And, did you know that some humans actually moan while they eat?  My parents said  they moaned through the entire meal.

The other highlight in dining, came at a place called “The Cottage.” Moaning food this time, was Artichoke soup. So the next time you are in Carmel and enjoy moaning while you eat, try “The Flying Fish” and “The Cottage”. Tell them a cat sent you.  Meow for now, T

 

 

Hope nobody tries to reset my face Saturday night….T