Have you missed me?

Hello, my friends.  I've been away on a forced vacation.  Everything is all right, don't worry.  It's only that, Mom and The Other One have been so busy that neither have had the decency of lending me their computers.  That's why I keep telling Mom that I should have my own computer.  Don't you think?  Or, she can buy me an iPad, I'm not really that demanding.  I think that, an iPad will be even better and more easy to use with my paws.  I can do like this guy:

Anyway, let's hope Mom brings me one from Texas.  Yes, she left me and went to visit my human brother that lives there.  Don't worry for me, The Other One, The Guy and my human sisters are taking care of me.  But now that Mom's away, I'll have her computer all for myself and so I can catch up with my friends blogs and post about the finished Ultimate FunPark.  Keep in touch!

Ola kala!

Angry Mom

Today Mom got angry with me; I'm not so sure why.  The other day she was telling The Other One that she thought that I couldn't climb the fence.  She didn't know that I was listening.  Can you believe it?, she doesn't trust  my abilities.  Well, today I decided to show her that I'm a skillful cat; I thought this would make her happy, but that didn't happen.  So, this morning I climbed up to the roof of the fun-park.  I had a great view from up there.

I like to watch the world from up here.

Then, Mom saw me.  She got scared because she thought that I was going to fall from the top of the fun park. "How did you get up there, you fat boy?"
"Silly, I'm not fat, I'm husky!"  Then, I turned to show her my floofy belly.

Look, Mom, I'm still agile.

Then she really got scared and tried to grab me, so she place her feet over one of the tree's roots and there was a nail she didn't see, meaning she stepped on the nail.  She began to shout some unpublishable words and began to call The Other One to help her.

Lucky Mom: the nail had a big head.

The Other One couldn't stop laughing because Mom's flip-flop got stuck on the nail. She was hurt, but did not cut herself.

MOL

 They were both amazed that I could climb up there.  I think I'll make this my daily exercise. It's one of those places she can't reach me.   I dare Mom to stop me. He he he!

Ola kala!

I proved Mom wrong!

JEJEJE... yes, I proved Mom wrong. About what? Well, yesterday I asked my friends for a place to stay until the construction on my house is finish. Mom told me that I'm to demanding and hard to please, and for these reasons I wouldn't find anyone that would want to take care of me. But she's wrong. Yes, Mom, I have friends that love me and want me to move in with them. YES!!! My good friend Mario, from Mario's Meowsings, was the first one to answer my request. Then the beautiful Dolly, from The Little Dog Speaks, also volunteered to have me in her house. And my other good friend Max, from Adventures of a Blind Dog in a Big World, also told me that I have a space in his house. All offers are good for me. So, Mom, start packing my things, I'm out of here.

The Ultimate Funpark

Yes, as you hear it (or read it), I'm going to have the ultimate funpark. The biggest and the most expensive (at least that's what Mom have been telling me). She hired a man to construct an area with a roof and a fence so I can be there, see everyone passing by but can't go out. That's the detail I don't like, as you know, I looooooove to hang out, and I mean, really out. Anyway, her intentions are good, even though, the area is not only for me, there would be a laundry and a big closet (I love closets, too).

This is the area, it's next to my actual funpark.

In that space it used to be a palm tree where I scratched my nails every morning. Oh, I'm going to miss that tree. Mom saved a piece of log to built me a cat tree; we'll see.

Meanwhile, there have been some inconveniences for me and Prince. For example, a lot of noises that interrupt my daily naps, a lot of dust and I have more work as the inspector of the house that I am.

The man made this big hole to do something with the plumbing. I'm inspecting his work.

It seems like he's doing a good job.

This inspecting thing make me really tired, I better go now and take a nap.

Another thing that is bothering me is that they have taken MY FUNPARK as a warehouse. I have no space! Here's proof.

Look at all those things, I can't walk there.

And the inside is worst. There's not even space for my litter box.

So, I thought that, until the construction is finished, I'll move to another house. Do you, any of my friends, have a little space to share with me and Prince. We are easy going pals. There are just a few little things that need to be known.

We only need:
1. Various places to nap during the day including every bed in the house, couches and chairs.
2. Access to windows to see outside.
3. Access to every door and drawer to check what's inside.
4. At least 8 meals a day of my diet brand (Mom says it's expensive, but nothing is too expensive if it's going to help me maintain my handsomeness and huskyness). A different brand for Prince, he'll eat anything.
5. Permission to go outside to hang out and someone ready to open the door for us whenever we want to come back inside at any time of the day or night.
6. Prawns given to us by hand right into our mouth.
7. Someone to stroke our head at least 10 times a day. Remember not to touch any other part of the body or a bitey will be given.
8. A bedroom with air conditioning, a bed and fluffy pillows.
9. No trips to the Vet and no trips in the car.
10. No snappy dogs, if they get along well with us its ok, they can stay.

Did you see? We're not too demanding, are we?
We'll accept this or a better offer.

So, who will have the privilege to take care of us?

Ola kala!

Good mistake or wonderful oversight

Oh, my dear friends, yesterday was a great day. Mom left inadvertently one of the fun park's doors open.So, I roam free for more than three hours. What else could I do? This was my first unsupervised hangout in the new house. Ah, those three hours were an absolute delight. I walked, and walked... touched every inch of grass I saw.

I did some exercises.

Checked everything around.

I even checked Mom's car, you know, to be sure she has a save ride.

I walked, and took a nap of course, inside a wooded area.


I checked the premises of the cat-wash to make sure it is a good construction.

And I saw strange critters... oh, I'm sorry, it's just my sister Kala.

I even tried to go farther, but the neighbor have three snappy dogs and they wouldn't let me near their house. Because of them I didn't go visit my other neighbor's yard. But, don't tell Mom this was the real reason. I want her to believe that I am capable of staying around and near the house.

The problem was that, after all those hours, food was needed, so I called Mom. When she saw me she said "how in the world you got out there?". "Simple Mom, you left the back door wide open and I thought it was open for me to leave. Don't blame your mistake on me, I behave, see?... nothing happened to me. This is enough prove that I am responsible to be left alone in the yard."

But no, it wasn't enough prove for her. Now, I'm back into the fun park. She's so overprotective.

An extension of the fun park

Mom is in denial: she thinks that I like to be confined to the so called fun park (jail, really). That's why she continues to make extensions to it thinking that I'm going to feel more comfortable. This time she and The Other One planned and designed an area for Prince and me with dirt and grass on the floor. I have to admit that it was a nice try, but I still prefer to be free to hang out wherever I want. Mom and The Other One like to put names to the extensions of the fun park. The first three areas were: "the master room"(with bath of course), "the first balcony and dining room" and the second balcony. The new extension is called "the cat-wash". Is that related somehow to water? Maybe, because it has an area where we can get wet if it rains, but at least we can get some sunbathing, too. Anyway, here's the new cat-wash and some movies about our first impression when we explored it.

The cat-wash.

Mom bought the cage, but she and The Other One made the cat-wash.

At least, there's enough space for Prince and me.

I miss my free hang out days.

Now, here are two videos of me and Prince exploring the cat-wash:





Tell me, will you be happy in a fun park like mine?
Ola kala!

Extended fun park and a little hanging out time

When The Other One saw the fun park (jail) Mom did for us, she said: "It's a miracle that Prince hasn't gone out of it!" It was because she saw a little hole and she knows that Prince is like a Houdini-cat. It seems like Prince heard her: that very night, Prince escaped and call Mom at 5:00 A.M. to enter the house. The Other One said that it can be easily fixed and she did. Mom had thought of making an extension of the place and told The Other One, so yesterday she decided that the "boys" needed more space and she worked all day and made a big extension of it. Mom was happy with the outcome.

Now, we can see to the front and to the backyard of the house.

And we have three separate spaces to go in and out. We can hide or see more of the premises.

Still, I don't know why I can't be free around the yard like Kala is.

But, this morning, our loud and sad meaws melted Mom's heart and let us roam free around the house for two hours. Prince ran to eat some grass and I began to search all around. Thanks Mom, we needed it. But now you know that I can be out without problem. With a little hanging out time daily we'll be more happy (for now). We still need our freedom - lets see if time keeps melting Mom's heart. What do you think?

Ola kala!

I've been moved... Part IV

Finally, the time has come: it's time to talk about the new fun park. First of all, Mom says it's in progress. What does that mean? Apparently, that it will change in size or form, I don't know. Until now, it has two main areas. This is like a balcony, we can see out form here.

The other area is a little tool's house that is almost empty and we have space to sleep, hide and our litter box is there, too.

This is the communication hole to enter the tool house.

I still miss my hanging out days. Laser eyes for Mom.

Ola kala!

I'v been moved... Part 2

As I told all of you before, I'm in the new house... well, technically is not a new house, but the old one and we are returning. Today, Mom let me out of the bedroom, but not out of the house. Immediately walked around looking for an open door, but Mom was very careful.

The only good thing today was that Mom saw me so stressed that she took me and gave me a relaxing head rub.

Ahhhh, that was good.

I'll continue tomorrow with the story of what Prince did just before we move and pictures of the first phase of my new fun park.

Ola kala!

Yes, we are moving...

It's confirmed: we are moving back to Mom's house. It's the house that I grew up. I don't remember that much about it, but I think that, when we get back the smells will help my memory. Anyway, I noticed some strange movements in the house and I consulted it with my furry siblings; they noticed the same things as me. So I decided to inspect the works. To my surprise, one of the first things to get down was my fun-park. It's all just junk now. I'm not worry or sad because that means that I can be out AAAAALLLLLLLL day. Yes! All day to hang out and take naps wherever I please. It's been some days now that I'm out from 4:00 A.M., when I knock at Mom's bedroom door to ask her to let me go out, until 10:00 P.M., when Mom gets me and throw me inside the house. I don't know why, because I can sleep out during the night, too. Mom has been telling me to enjoy myself these days because she's constructing a new fun-park for me and Prince at the house. But the truth is that I like to live here and I don't want to move. I told her that I'm staying here, but she told me that I'll move with her. What do you think? Should I stay here, Momless, but free to walk wherever I want, or should I go with her, where I'll be confine to the new fun-park? Tell me your opinions, please.

I am not mad anymore...

Today, Mom let me hang out as much as I wanted. I was freed from the fun park at 7:30 am and was out until 11:00 am. Then I went to sleep until 3:00 pm. After that time I was free to go around and Mom let me outside until 9:00 pm. The reason of so much time outside was that today is a holiday and Mom was at home.

So I was thinking, whats the use of being mad with the person that treats me so nice. I understand that if I was left to do whatever I want I would get in trouble. I would be lost from the many times I wondered off.

Here is a picture of me with Mom, see that I am over with my tantrum?
Ola kala!

I'm furious. HISSSSS!!!

MRRRLIAOOOUUUUUUU, ARGH!!!

Yes, as you can see, I'm furious. Why? I'll tell you why!

Yesterday was a happy day. It was Valentine's Day! I received a post card from Niqqi and everything was perfect. So, I decided to take a nap- of course- and went to my Fun Park, because it's cool and dark in an area behind some boxes. I always sleep until around 3:00 PM, and wake up starving. So, I woke up and, what do you think? I was trapped! Mom closed the door of the Fun Park early! As I was sleeping, she served more water and food on my dinner station at the Fun Park, closed it before I woke up and left for a concert she wanted to attend.

CAN YOU BELIEVE IT!?

I was left there alone- well, with my stepbro Prince, but being with him is like being alone. I had food and everything, but I didn't have time for my afternoon hang out in the neighborhood. And, to make it even worst, she didn't come home until midnight, so I had to stayed there until today!

Oh, she's gonna pay for this!

I was sooooo mad, that I kicked some boxes. When she opened the door this morning she found a mess at the Fun Park. It's not so fun now, ah? During the day, I'm gonna get back at her, I'm gonna do everything that pissess her off. I started already. As soon as she opened the door, I headed out so fast that she only could see a blur. After a while I went to the front door that is always closed and knocked. As soon as she opened it, I ran away, after all,I didn't want to come in anyway. Later, I entered at the back door. Mom received me by calling me in a lovely way, I only looked at her and sat down. So, she ran to the kitchen and served my daily ration of salmon dinner, warmed it up and put the dish in front of me. I looked at it, then looked at her and walked away. After that I thought that it was a mistake to leave that salmon dinner and came back, but there was my sassy stepbro, Prince, devouring it. Now I'm even more furious!!!

I have to have my revenge!
What do you think about it? Should I get back at Mom for leaving me trapped all afternoon and night while she was hanging out? What can I do?

Not feeling so Ola kala today.

I was lost, but Mom found me

Have I told you about the time I got lost for a few days? Oh, it was awful for me and Mom. I got lost on Mom's birthday, many years ago. She cried and cried for three days non stopped.

You know, since little I have this habit of wondering off to see what's on the other side of the fence. This has let to problems, specially on this ocassion.

This is the story. It was on December, and they were throwing a lot of very loud fireworks. I got very scared and wondered off. Mom started to look for me walking and walking around the block. Since she didn't find me, she made a posted note with my picture telling the neighbors that she was willing to pay $300.00 for my rescue. The note said: "Have you seen this cat? His name is Piru and he's missing. Please, if you find him, call me at xxx-xxxx. I will give $300.00 for the reward".

Every one seem interested in looking for me. But not because of the money (which was good) but by pure compassion. They saw my mothers red eyes by crying so much, sad and walking several times, day and night, up and down the neighborhoods' streets.

At day three, a daughters' neighbor saw me (I was hidden in the bushes) in front of the street where she lived and call my mother at 12:00 midnight. She immediately went with the neighbors down the street and picked me up. I was relieved she came. I had not eaten for three days and was very scared. My Mom's eyes were filled with loved as she approached me. I've never seen her so happy. After that horrible experience my Mom started a plan to seek ways to keep me inside the house. They all failed.

Once, she began to open the water hose and throw the water at the door pretending it was pouring rain because she knows I hate to get wet. That was stupid, I ran to the other door that was dry. The problem was, she or my human brother was able to throw water at one door at a time. So, that didn't work at all. She also tried to bring toys, none help.

To make the story short, after those incidents she created what she call, "a fun park", where I have limited space I can go walking (I think, where's the fun?). I liked it a little, but after a while I got bored and wanted to go out.

My Mom always says "he's so domineering, he wants everything to be as he wants". Well, what does she expect? I have a mind of my own and I love to be free. What's wrong with that?

Below are some pictures of the first fun park. There have been already 5 versions of it. Each time we move, it gets better. Anyway, I still prefer to be free as the wind.



















I understand her wishes to keep me safe, but I love to hang out, discover new territories. Like yesterday, I went to a new house on my block, Mom called out my name and I did not answer. She got in her car and went to pick me up. Oh God, was she mad. She got me into the car and while she was driving she began telling me that if I continue that way I was gonna get lost again. After that she didn't spoke to me for the rest of the night. You can imagine how pissed she was.

So that's always our fight, in the other areas we get along great. She gives me a lot of love, good food and keeps me healthy. But I think she doesn't understand my need to walk around and look for new territories. What do you think? I would like you to tell me the truth. So please comment on this important issue.

Ola kala!