Thursday, April 23, 2009

Almost outside!

This new place that we're living in has a screened-in lanai just like the last two houses we've lived in. Yes, I've lived in lots of places:

  • In the bad home before I came to live with Treater and Napper
  • In the shelter
  • In the house with lots of hidey-holes
  • In the hotel with the woofies down the hall
  • In the brand-new house that my people built
  • In the apartment
  • ...and now in this house!

Anyway, Treater and Napper sat on the lanai last night and called to me. Yeah, baby...a chance to go through that door! You betcha, I ran out there. I explored every nook and cranny and listened to all the sounds. I think I'd like to spend more time out there.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

It's about time!

Treater finally found that missing thingy that lets her put pictures here. She hasn't taken very many that are of interest to me, however.

Remember when I said that Treater and Napper locked me in the bathroom last week when the movers were doing their thing? No one ever came in to check on me. I finally found the reason why. Apparently, this was hanging on the outside of the bathroom door.

Harrumph. I've never eaten a man. Well, perhaps I've taken a nibble or two.

There are big birds here at my new house, too. We spotted a family of four sandhill cranes out for a walk. One of the grown-up ones had already walked out of the picture. Those little ones look just about the right size, don't you think?

Treater remembered to bring my leather string with us on this move! She dug it out of a box and threw it at me. Oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy! I had some fun with it. For a while anyway.

I've got some more exploring to do right now.


Friday, April 17, 2009

Whoa! I think I've been kit-napped!

What a week! My head is still spinning.

First, Treater and Napper started pulling out boxes and paper and things began to disappear. No big deal, I thought. I figured they were just cleaning the place.

Then, on Wednesday morning, Treater tricked me!!! My litter box wasn't in its usual spot, so I put my nose to work. I found it and my food and water in the big bathroom. I went in to investigate, and Treater sneaked up behind me and closed the door! I was a prisoner! I began to think of Tiggie and Hart and all that they went through and I began to fear that perhaps I'd end up facing Iraqi cats!

From my prison cell, I could hear all sorts of strange noises and voices. Peeking under the door, I saw the furniture leaving. There were several strange men taking our stuff! After a long time, everybody left. I was trapped and alone.

Later that evening, Treater and Napper came back. Treater came into my prison and pulled out that Pet Taxi from the linen closet. Uh-oh. I ran behind the toilet. She shooed me out. I ran into a corner and tried to turn invisible. She cornered me with that Pet Taxi. I had no where to go but in. At least she threw my favorite towel in there first.

I watched them carry some things out and finally Treater came back for me. She put me in that big thing on wheels and we were off! To the Vet? I hope not. Hmmm. We didn't drive very long at all before she stopped and carried me inside a building I'd never before seen.

They left me in the Pet Taxi for a while, but I could still see all the goings-on. Hmmm. I saw our stuff all around me. I even saw stuff that I haven't seen in a very, very long time. I wonder where it had been?

Finally, they let me out. I crouched low to the ground and started exploring. I found my litter box and food right away. I explored and explored and finally I found our bed! Oh, yeah!

We've been here for two nights now, and I'm still exploring. Treater is pulling papers and things out of all of these boxes (I think that if I could count, there would be three hundred bazillion boxes all over this house). I stay clear of her because I don't want to end up in one of those boxes or buried beneath all that paper.

I have not found a big glass wall here, but I found a couple of places that are good for sitting and watching outdoors. I saw some really big birds out strolling. Treater said it was a sandhill crane family (momma, daddy, and two baby birds). I thought it was lunch. Oh, well.

That's what I've been up to lately. I still have lots of exploring to do. Treater's computer is still in a box so she said I can't put up any pictures for a while. We'll get to that as soon as possible. Meanwhile, I'm off to check things out. Treater says we can begin visiting everyone again just as soon as all of these boxes are gone. (Maybe we can party to celebrate when that happens!)


Tuesday, April 7, 2009


My people are back from visiting the new blurpy boy. Treater and Napper said it was almost impossible to leave him. I don't know about that. From what I hear, all he does is sleep, eat, sleep, cry, sleep, poop, sleep, pee, sleep...sounds boring to me. Oh, wait. That's pretty much what I do. Well, except for the crying part. I do not cry, thank you very much.

Anyway, Treater wanted me to tell everyone that we have a moving deadline coming next week, and the "new" house remodeling is still going on, so I may not be able to blog for a few days...or a couple of weeks. I'll pop in when I can, so please don't forget about me!

When I come back to blogging regularly, I hope to have lots of pictures of me in my new house! I haven't seen it yet...sure do hope I like it. Hope there are lots of interesting things to see out the windows, too.