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!

Family Friday: The Other One

I wanted Mom to have this shift and talk about her.  But, she's at the sofa, belly up, watching TV.  So, The Other One volunteered to write today's post.

Hi!  I'm The Other One.  I'm the neighbor Piru and Prince visit everyday to eat prawns.  Yes, it's my fault, I'm the one that told Piru's Mom she should give them prawns and now they love them.  Anyway, I like to receive Piru and Prince's visits.  They come, eat, I pet them a little and then off they go.

I'm a little hungry.  It's time to visit my neighbor.

Helllllloooo! Anybody home?

Are there any prawns waiting to be eaten?

Now, back to my hanging out time.

I think they like me because, the other day, they surprised me with a present that they bought and wrapped themselves (they told me that they wrapped it the best they could considering the lack of opposable thumbs. 

"For my favorite staff after Mom."

It was a coffee mug with this inscription:

"Dogs have Owners.  Cats have Staff."

I love the mug, but I don't understand why they say that I'm part of their staff if I only run home after work to let them go out to the backyard before the Mom gets home, serve them water and food, pet them, give them prawns, clean the fun park, pet them some more and give them some more prawns.  Does that look like the work of staff to you?

I'm also the pet sitter when the Mom is traveling.  I think the two boys don't mind as long as they have clean litter and their dinner plates are full.  The one that really mind the absence of the Mom is Liah.  Although she sleeps with me in my bed when the Mom is gone, I know that Liah misses her too much.  She sits in front of the door waiting and waiting for her to come back.

I'm the real Mommy of Kala and Piccola (who crossed the Rainbow Bridge last June).  Now I have to go because Piru is rushing me.

Piru here.  As all the other humans, The Other One do other boring stuff, like go to work everyday, but that's not important.

Ola kala!

Wishful Wednesday: Chilean Miners

As you know, probably, since last night and all the day today, the Chilean miners that were trapped way down under the earth have been rescued (at this hour I think there are only about 5 or 6 down there).  This have been an event that some people compare with the landing on the Moon and other important achievements.  It's been said that people around the Earth have seen the transmission from Chile, including me and The Other One last night.  She was snoozing from time to time, but we wanted to watch at least the first miner comes out.  It was very moving and many people cried, even if they didn't know the man.
Why am I talking about it?  And, why am I wishful?  Well, first, I wish all those men can come up safely, of course, including the rescuers.  Second, I think there are many lessons everybody can learn of these miners' experiences.  Even though those men found themselves in a situation in which they probably would never see the Sun again, they didn't lose something that helped them stay all those days down there: faith.  Maybe not all of them were optimistic, maybe some of them didn't have real faith, maybe there were some discussions between them that we don't know, but the thing is that, instead of "eat" each other, they found out the way to support each other and share their strength.  And, when you have faith in someone, in something or in some event, you can gain strength and share it with everyone around you.  

When you share faith and love you duplicate your gains.  

Two of my favorite phrases that the miners said are: "I was down there with God and with the Devil.  They were fighting for me.  God won, I chose the better hand." Other miner said: "We weren't 33 down there, we were 34 because God never left us."
So, my second wish is that Mom, The Other One and all of you, my dear friends, remember the lessons we learn from these miners.  If you find sometime yourself down in a "cave" thinking that you'll never see "the Sun" again, think about the ones that found themselves in that real situation, but came out thanks to the support and love of their family, their friends, their rescuers and and their faith in God.


Ola kala!


http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/lt_chile_mine_collapse
http://www.emol.com/noticias/nacional/detalle/detallenoticias.asp?idnoticia=441004

ManCat Moday: We Are Not Afraid of Pink Against Breast Cancer

Prince and I are ManCats, there's no doubt about it.  And, since we want to support the fight against breast cancer, we are not afraid of been pink for a day.

Piru

Prince

More information:
American Cancer Society: http://www.cancer.org/
Susan G. Komen for the Cure: http://ww5.komen.org/

Ola kala!

Family Friday: Kala

Hello.  My name is Kala.  I'm the oldest of the Furry Family; I'm 15-years-old... I think it's like a 105-years-old in a human.  I have to begin my story with a confession: my real mom is The Other One.  So, I'm going to call her Mommy, to differentiate her from Piru's Mom.

I have a big smile.

I came to live at grandma's house when I was a little puppy.  Grandma took me to be the outside dog (guard), but Mommy told her that I was too little to stay outside by myself; so, I ended up been an inside dog.  I was all black, except for a little white area at my chest.  But now I have my face almost entirely white, that's because of my age.

I'm an old dog with a young spirit.

I'm very loyal to my Mommy.  If she isn't home, I won't eat or go pee outside until she arrives; then, I'm myself again.

I love my mommy.

Oh, and here comes another confession: I used to hate cats.  Yep, that's right.  I used to bark at them so hard and run after them so fast that they lose one or two of their lives- JAJAJA... mmmm, sorry, I didn't mean to be disrespectful.  But, my point of view about cats changed when I was still living at my grandma's house and Michi came to live there, too.  I used to bark and run after Michi at the beginning, but, when Michi decided that she was going to live at the house anyway, so I learned to respect her and even play a little with her.

Hi, I'm Michi.

Then, Mommy moved out and, after a while I met Piru and his siblings.  Piru and I have a very special relationship: I pretend that I don't see him and he tries to be away from me.  I have barked at him a few times, but mostly because he gets near my dinner plate... and I can't accept that insolence.  Prince is a little afraid of me, too.  But I only want a little respect, I'm  the senior, after all.

Now, some other facts about me:

Oh, this is life.

I don't like toys, not even a ball.  What I love is to run, even at this old age.  When I was younger, Mommy used to call me "Quickie", because I loved to run very fast all the time and to everywhere.  I, also, love to roll around on the grass, even it it's a little wet. One of my favorite things to do is show my tummy and, if I receive a tummy scratch, is a lot better.

Would you like to scratch my tummy?

My biggest problem is that I'm very scared of thunderstorms and other strong sounds (like firearms shoots and fireworks).  Even when it's raining I begin to get nervous and, when the thunderstorms begin I hide, pant and shake like crazy.

***shake-shake-shake***

There are two things that I do that drives Mommy crazy.  The first one is when she takes me outside to pee and I take a loooooong time to choose the correct spot to do it.  Sometimes, after I have smell all the backyard, I don't want to do it there, so Mommy has to take me to the front yard.  She gets furious and ask me why do I have to be so choosy.  She gets mad specially when she's in a hurry.  The problem is that humans simply don't understand that you can't pee everywhere, it has to be the perfect spot.  The second thing is that, when she's preparing my meal, I'm there waiting and wagging my tail, but when she puts down my dinner plate, I smell it and go away.  I don't know why I do that, I simply go a few steps further and sit giving my back to her.

Why isn't a sirloin steak on my plate?

The problem is that, at that time, my sister Liah has ended her meal and wants to come to check out mine... and I don't like that a little bit.  So, I growl at her or bark.  To avoid that, Mommy takes away my plate for a while or puts me in a room with a baby gate on the door. I don't like it.

Mommy has tried to put some clothes on my, but I'm a natural girl.  I don't like to put on clothes, but I love my collar.  When Mommy puts it on after a bath I do some happy jumps.

I think I can't move.

Mommy, I'm not a cowgirl, get this thing away from me.

I've been a little sick lately.  I have a problem of incontinence since I was a puppy.  It was a problem easy to deal with, because it was just a few drops here or there.  But these last days I've been drinking water like crazy, and peeing like crazy, too.  Mommy says it's like a river.  She's been having a lot of work with my situation, because she has to mop 5 or 6 times daily and to clean me frequently because I get wet.  She gave me some antibiotics, but it didn't work.  So, finally, she took me to the vet again and he did a lot of tests and x-rays on me.  Everything was negative, I'm healthy... allegedly.  But, he doesn't understand the reason I drink so much water.  He'll be asking other vets for their opinion.  I hope he finds out what's wrong with me soon, I don't like to be isolated in a bedroom so I don't pee the entire house.

As you can see, I'm a good girl that loves her Mommy. Maybe, I have a few annoying habits, but then again, who doesn't?

Ola kala!

Wordless Wednesday: Prince's Paws

Ola kala!

Versatile Blogger Award

My dear friend Mario, from Mario's Meowsings, presented me with the Versatile Blogger Award.  What a surprise!  Mario always visit my blog and I appreciate all his comments.

Thank you very much, Mario.

Now I have to tell seven (7) things about me:

1. I get very upset when I want to go out and Mom doesn't let me.  It she's sleeping, I climb into her bed, meaw in her face and pull her hair until she can't stand it anymore and throw me out.  Well, that's what I want.

2. I love prawns.  The Other One taught me to eat them, so now I visit her daily to eat them.

3. I'm a little afraid of my doggy sister Kala.  She gets upset and bark at me if I get near her dinner plate.  But sometimes I try to invite her to play with me by doing some jumps around her.  She acts like she can't see me.

4. I weight ** pounds... yes, like I was going to tell you, JAJAJAJA.  You know that I'm husky, not fat.

5. I'm a friendly guy.  When we have visitors in the house I come out and greet them.  Every time, they talk about how big and handsome I am... I like that.

6. Once, I was lost the very same day of my Mom's birthday.  She was crying nonstop for three days until a neighbor found me, all dirty and scared, in a scrubland not so far away from home.

7. Since then, Mom decided that I shouldn't be free all time, so she began to build (CAGES) so called funparks for me and Prince.  There has been seven of them and now, the Ultimate Funpark, is under construction. 

Now, I have to pass this award to three of my friends.  Let me see... oh, that's so difficult because there are so many versatile blogs!
Here are my choices.  I know there are more than three, but I couldn't resist giving this award to more of my friends:
1. Cokie the Cat, from http://cokiethecat.blogspot.com/
2. Boris, from http://boriskitty.blogspot.com/
3. Schmitty, from http://gottavisitnyc.com/
3. Gibson and his Mom, from http://corgibutts.blogspot.com/
4. Pumpkinpuddy, from http://pumpkinpuddy.blogspot.com/
5. Caren, from http://opcatchat.blogspot.com/ (I know she's a human, but, she has a beautiful blog).
6. Amy and The House of Cats, from http://houseofcats-amy.blogspot.com/

Visit their blogs!

Ola kala!