Petco Outing

This weekend, the new Petco store opened here. Mom wanted to go, but it was a gloomy rainy day. I was simply sticking close to her for warmth, and the next thing I know she's asking if I want to go with her somewhere. Well, usually that's my cue to run for cover, but I guess I wasn't fully awake or something this time, because I followed her back to the room, and sat there while she put my harness on. Since it was raining, she put on my jacket as well. I pitched a fit about it when we were in the car, but once we got there it was really pretty fun! There was a LOT of people around, but we were able to attract enough attention that I had a group of admirers right away. Mom took off my coat so I could show off my spots, and we educated the ignorant masses about my breed. You wouldn't believe the number of ridiculous stories that go around about bengals! The funniest thing that happened is when this stupid lady went by spouting about how dangerous and wild bengals are, and even though Mom tried to correct her, she just kept carrying on and on. Well, this cool man came by carrying a baby, and he goes, "Oh! Is that a bengal!?" When Mom told him yeah, he stuck his baby right out and said, "See the pretty kitty, honey?" To the horror of the stupid lady, I just stuck my nose right out towards the baby and gave her a whisker kiss. She laughed and sort of petted me (babies aren't so good at coordination, so it was more like she kind of hit/touched me, but I know she meant to be gentle so I didn't mind.) and giggled. Mom was happy, and talked with the cool man for a bit and then we moved on leaving the stupid lady to wallow in her own abashed pity. I got my portrait taken, and the lady taking the pictures wasn't a very good photographer. She never got my eyes open, and to get my attention from the dogs all around, she hissed at me. Even when Mom tried to tell her that wasn't the best way to calm me down, she just kept doing it. So, I looked terrified in most of the pictures and Mom didn't want to buy any. We went and saw all the birds and fishes, but I was too busy being petted by tons of kids to notice much. Then, finally, Mom took me to the Kitty City part of the store, and I got to PLAY on all the cat furniture. That's really my favorite part of going, anyway. I zoomed around through tunnels, and over and under things and crawled the length of the shelving without once leaving the carpet. I dangled off the edges of things, and crawled along the sides of things like spiderman. I am one cool coordinated cat! Ha ha ha! It was fun. All in all, outings aren't always a pain! :)

Sleeping Arrangements

I like soft things to sleep on. I don't like to be cold, or kicked, or uncomfy when I snooze. I think the perfect place to snatch a nap is right by my Mom, curled up between her limbs to feel surrounded by warmth and safety. She moves around too much sometimes, but I can usually snuggle in somewhere after she's fallen asleep. The only thing I must be wary of is where my siblings are sleeping. I've relegated Sweetie to the floor, because I'm the Queen, and the bed is my own! Skimbleshanks, on the other hand, is a little more forward and aggressive, and so I must resort to just kicking him out of his spot three or four times before he finally leaves. Sometimes he comes back, though, and if he behaves and stays in his own area way down on the foot of the bed, I'll allow him to stay. Every pillow that Mom has is MINE! If she would just realize that and quit trying to keep them for herself the nights would be a lot easier. She has the whole mattress! My beds are the pillows! Fortunately, I've managed to cover the body pillow with my hair and Mom left it for me to have for myself. Just two more pesky pillows to go and they'll all be mine!

Medicine

My tummy has been improving, but I'm still on medicine every other day. I'm sick of taking it! :( I am now on a campaign to spit that yukky pink stuff all over Mom when she gives it to me, in order to voice my protests. I've also taken to begging at the table. It might give her the clue that I'm not so fond of liver and kidney for dinner. I only really like the chicken, and Skimble hogs it all the time! Otherwise, I'm just keeping up my meowing campaign. Hee hee.

Weekends

Weekends are bliss. They are my time to be with my humans exclusively. They don't have to run off to that place called work, and we can sleep late. I like to lay on my pillow and watch the sun slanting through the shade. I can see the patterns of the plants growing outside, and occasionally a sparrow will come close and hop around a bit. If I walk across Mom's head, and get on the dresser, I can squeeze between the shade and the window, and have a whole glorious world of sun all to myself. Later, Mom will be busy with other things, but in the afternoon, she usually sits for a bit, and I can be with her and purr on her lap. It's just fun to have humans around!

Raw Diet

It's been a very busy summer! I've been in and out of the Dr's office many times, because I kept vomiting. After a few months of antibiotics, my tummy feels much better and I've been putting on weight and feeling much better. At the same time, my Mom is changing our diet. We are now eating a raw diet. If you are curious about it, I'll just state this and then send you on to better sources. A raw diet is basically meat. Cats are carnivores and if on our own, we eat prey. A proper raw diet is based on a prey model. Now, if you want to know the health benefits and learn more, please take a look at rawfedcats.org or join the Yahoo Group. Since we've been on the diet, our eyes are brighter, our fur is softer, shinier, and sheds less, we play more, we have better muscle tone, we feel better, and the best benefit of all is that our bathroom smells a LOT better! I didn't want to eat it at first, but Mom won me over with CHICKEN!! YUM!

Sacks

I've decided that Mom is simply not grasping the concept of sacks. Every sack that enters the house, must be fully inspected by me! I am the top authority to keep us safe, and I must be allowed to sniff over every inch of every item that dares to encroach on our property! This counts double if the items in the sack are cat related, or food, or some soft object that I can either tear apart, or sleep with. From now on, I shall be lying in wait to greet, and trip if necessary, when anyone with sacks walk through the door.

My beautiful voice

I decided to do an audio post so that you can hear what my voice sounds like. Ok, well, this isn't really a true example, because this is only what I sound like when I am extremely annoyed. For some reason, as much as I love to talk, the phone makes me shy, and I never speak up unless Mom or Dad are poking me to make me say something!

Eating

Eating has always been a delicate sport with me. Here is my latest eating process lined out for you to emulate. I don't really like the dish my Mom bought me, and I prefer to eat off the mat. But, I am not uncouth, and so I will not allow anyone to pour the food onto the mat, how offensive! If anyone stoops to that level, I will simply run away. So, our little feeding ritual is thus: Mom pours the food in the dishes, Skimble and Sweetie commence chowing down. I sit demurely by my dish until Mom gets me started by choosing some likely looking morsels out of the dish and placing them in front of me on the mat, whence I shall commence eating as well. As long as I get started this way, I will condescend to dip the rest of the food out myself before eating it. I've illustrated the latter half of the eating period below.

My First Blog Post

Since my website takes so much time that I don't currently have, I decided to open a blog to keep in touch with my readers, day-to-day. This also allows me to tell the stories that don't warrant their own page, but would be very appropriate for a small post!
Welcome!

I have been very busy with many stories, which I'm going to try and get you updated on little at a time. I think the next few months will be filled with back-stories, and current stories mixed up, but I'll always try to tell you what happened when.

To start off, I just want to tell you that I'm happy to be back in communication with you, and I'm looking forward to sharing more fun stories with you!