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In French, the word “bookworm” can be translated into the expression “rat de bibliothèque” (library rat). Well, I’m certainly not a rat (!) or a worm (!!) but I’ve always loved books! I guess that makes me a bookcat!

These pics were taken when I was about 9 months old, at my human’s Mom’s home. I was on top the book case. You can click on any picture of the gallery below to biggify and get to the diaporama but first I want to show you something.

Can you see the wallpaper peeling a little near the ceiling? It was me! I wanted to be a home decorator at the time! And can you see my tail? That’s because my human thought I wouldn’t be a good home decorator! The nerve!
You will be able to see that on several pics I am watching my piece of art very proudly!

Speaking of books, my human and I will review a wonderful book on Thursday.

I also learned from Cat Wisdom 101 that April is National Poetry Month. It will finally (I say finally because this has been a project since last December!) be the occasion for a book giveaway linked to poems, drawings and… kitties of course! And this will be on Caturday!

So I wish everyone a great week and hope to see you all on these two days especially!

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Stop calling me, human. I don't feel like moving.

Stop calling me, human. I don’t feel like moving.

Is that cream cheese? IS THAT CREAM CHEESE??

Is that cream cheese? IS THAT CREAM CHEESE??

Sorry furriends, gotta run!…

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When the humans are in the kitchen, I like to be not too far from them…

Sometimes, little yummy noms fall on the floor and I catch them help the humans clean up.

Sometimes, the humans want me to clean their fingers too. I like to clean their fingers.

But the best moment in the kitchen is in the morning…

That’s when the humans get the cream cheese out of that white and cold closet behind me… Mmmmh… cream cheese…

Is it the white closet they’ve just opened?!?

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The human came to us yesterday evening to tell us that she was ready to help me, Texas, with the typing for my blog. She had a little time.

She thinks we wait for her to get a life. Well, no human. We are busy doing impawtant things most of the time.

So come back later. Thank you.

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I think the female human loves my toesies a lot. I wonder why.

I also wonder if that could get me some cream cheese…

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That’s what’s left of it.

The pom-pom of the Cat-a-pole that is.

See the difference?

I am so proud of myself! I nom-ed it ’til the end!

I thought the female human would be proud to see my prowess when she woke up.

But she was not really pleased. That’s because of what was behind me. What was left of the pom-pom.

Shouldn’t I be proud? Now what I’d like to know is when the human is going to order a new one. She says I have to wait a bit because I destroyed it. I didn’t! I nom-ed it! That’s different!

Also, as evidenced by the pics above, the female human is not taking good pictures when just out of bed.

Also, the humans do keep the cat-a-pole in a closet but I had managed to grab the pom-pom and go hide it some place (I can’t tell where). That’s also why they were not pleased with my prowess, you see.

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[Still not sure what VBP is? Check here.]

Posts on my bloggie have been sparse (VBP) again; visiting my furriends’ bloggies has been barely possible. Truth is some things happened in the past 2 weeks that I want to tell you about.

About two weeks ago, on a Saturday morning, I regurgitated (VBP) my food twice or thrice (VBP). My human thought I might have caught a bug (!) or something and rushed me to the vet. Truth is my stomach and I were upset because an evil suitcase had appeared.

Anyway, the visit to the vet was quite a thing. The nice vet had a new assistant which I decided I didn’t like (remember there was the suitcase in my human’s bedroom). So I was not really nice. But I had nothing to do there! I wanted to go home and I wanted the suitcase to disappear!

The vet gave me some fluids and sent me home asking the humans… kitties, hold on to your scratching post… asking the humans not to give me food for 24 hours! 24 HOURS!! I thought I would starve! And I almost did.

The day after, on Sunday, the human gave me my first food in 24 hours of forced starvation… and she took her suitcase and left for 3 days to sunny California, the home of some of my furriends (Sparkle, Savvy, Spitty…) without asking if I wanted to come or send a message for them.

The human: Texas, I went there for work, I was in a delimited area in south Los Angeles, and I didn’t have much time even for myself!

Don’t bother reading the human’s excuses. Excuses, always excuses.

Then she came back on Wednesday morning, very early. I was very happy! Not an hour passed, she caught me, put me in my carrier and took me to a photo shoot!

The human: Texas, it was the Westchester Magazine photo shoot, remember? You asked your furriends to vote for you, and they did, and you were selected.
Texas: And because you have no time for me, I wasn’t yet able to tell them!
The human: We are telling them now.
Texas: Pfft. Back of disrespect. AND airplane ears (I think you like airplanes, don’t you?).

Anyway, it was kind of a dark place with some very bright spots, with HUGE lamps. It was kind of scary. And there were TWO pawpawrazzi! It lasted about 10 hours [The human: less than one actually], and there were dozens of dogs to force me to comply [The human: the next animal to be photographed was a dog, and arrived about 10 minutes before we left].

The human: Am I complaining that they took a picture of the two of us while I was just “fresh” out of the plane, which means not really ready for a photo shoot?
Texas: Who cares? I’m the star, am I not?
The human: You did behave like a little star, yes ;-) I couldn’t even take pictures of the photo shoot to show your furriends, because I had to run after you all the time. Not to mention the photograph had to take pics of you lying on the floor because you were hiding under the couch!
Texas: Hmpf.

I want to seize (VBP) this opportunity to thank again all my furriends who voted for me in the Westchester Magazine Pet of the Year Contest. I am one of the ten pets of the year and I will be featured in the March or April issue! More on this as soon as I have more news.

Here are last week’s pawticipants. As always, click on the bluey badge at the bottom of this post to enter your link for this week. And don’t forget to grab the badge! Thanks to everyone!

We had three links this past week from bloggies that entered their URL but did not pawticipate (we could not find any reference to VBP in any post). It would be unfair to pawticipants to post the links of bloggers who do not do a VBP post. So, if you don’t see the link to your blog, yet have entered one, you can post the link to your VBP post in the comments. If we have missed it, we will add it. Thank you for your furry understanding =^.^=
If you have any question regarding VBP, you can check the simple rules here and don’t hesitate to leave your questions in the comments!

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Amy@ Training Toby

Amy
@Training Toby

da tabbies @da tabbies of trout towne

da tabbies @da tabbies of trout towne

Ann @Zoolatry

Ann
@Zoolatry


Gizmo @Terrier Torrent

Gizmo @Terrier Torrent

Easy @EasyRider

Easy
@EasyRider

Ann @Pawsitively Pets

Ann @Pawsitively Pets

Jet @Hey It's Jet Here

Jet
@Hey It’s Jet Here

Savvy @Savannah's Paw Tracks

Savvy @Savannah’s Paw Tracks

Texas @Texas, a cat in NY

Texas
@Texas, a cat in NY








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I have a love-hate relationship with suitcases. While they are fun to play in and sometimes comfy to sleep in (especially when the human has already put clothes in one of them), they usually mean that the human is leaving for an undetermined number of days. Sometimes I might travel with her, though.

When I was younger, my human had to travel a lot, and I quickly understood that suitcases were not a good sign: they have the power to steal my human from me!

One day, to show my discontent, I peed in an empty one my human had left opened. You think my human would have thanked me for trying to prevent the suitcase from kidnapping her? Pfft, not even! She was not pleased at all!

So I tried different techniques, but mostly sit-ins. It never deterred my human from leaving :-/

Yes, human. It is your lingerie. Why?

Yes, human. It is your lingerie. Why?

Do you like suitcases and if not, do you have a technique to make them disappear?

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This morning, I read this great post at The Conscious Cat about how humans should take time for themselves. Those are simple yet very wise pieces of advice. It puzzles me that humans have to be reminded about that.

After reading that post, I convinced Kitshka that we should help our human relax and take Sunday in a relaxing way. She has to take time for herself (after feeding us of course) instead of using the evil vacuum cleaner to clean the house. Kitshka was playing with my tail, as always, while I was deep in thought and I had to convince her it would be fun. And fun it was.

Here is how we tried to use hypnosis to relax our human (You can click on the pics to get a closer look at our method).

Your eyelids are heavy human, very heavy... you want to close your eyes...

Your eyelids are heavy human, very heavy…
You want to close your eyes…

Texas: You feel like laying down... lay down on the couch nearby... Kitshka: Texas I feel a little snoozzzzzzzz...

Texas: You feel like laying down… lay down on the couch nearby…
Kitshka: Texas I feel a little snoozzzzzzzz coming…



And at that point there was a big BANG and a human OUCH!



Texas: Oooops! Kitshka: Did you forgot there was a coffee table between her and the couch, Texas?

Texas: Oooops!
Kitshka: Did you forget there was a coffee table between her and the couch, Texas?

Kitshka: I wonder if we could get cream cheese that way Texas: Probably

Kitshka: I wonder if we could get cream cheese that way
Texas: Probably

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Deceit! (VBP)

The humans have flattened our boxes! They say it doesn’t look good in their living room. Oh the humanity!

Fortunately, until the garbage humans come pick them up, there is still a chance that I can save them!

Yep, these are OUR boxes!

Yep, these are OUR boxes!

If I can only manage to take them out of behind the couch...

If I can only manage to take them out of behind the couch…

The humans attached them together. They killed the boxes!

The humans attached them together. They killed the boxes!

Well, adieu, my castle!

~~~

Today is the last day to vote for me!

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Are you resolute (VBP) enough with your human’s resolutions?

Just yesterday, I was commenting on Sparkle’s excellent (as always, may I add) post on her resolutions for her human: I had planned this present post for yesterday but… guess what? Yesterday’s post was supposed to be posted the day before yesterday but the day before yesterday, I posted nothing because my human claimed to have hurt herself while doing the house cleaning (how worse an excuse can we get from humans, really?!).

So if I have, for myself, one resolution for 2013, that would be to be more resolute in having my human stick to her resolutions. We have to keep an iron paw on this stuff, because you know, humans can’t really stick to their resolutions.

Note that this resolution for me is really forced on me because of my human. We kitties don’t need no education, er, resolution. Whatever. We are purrfect. On this, again, I salute Sparkle for reminding this to the humans.

So without further ado (VBP), here are my resolutions for my human:

  1. Wake up earlier to feed Kitshka: she won’t bother me because she’s hungry AND that will give you more time to work on my blog
  2. Organize, plan ahead and schedule… and stick to it! In order to help you, human, I have offered you – okay unearthed (VBP) from your library – a book that will help you:
  3. In order to remind you what’s really important, put a sticker on the cover of the book, like this:
  4. Click if you can't see the sticker

  5. Never run out of Greenies again – EVER.

Well, I think that’s a good start. I don’t want to ask too much because, you know, humans have their limits (and these limits are quite… limited).

Do you think I am asking too much? Are you asking more or less of your human?

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Er, how about postponing it again? My human has this purrsonal (the nerve) thingie to do which includes reading stuff on paper. She says it is very impawtant for her (yeah right – can’t be more impawtant than me!) and that she has to do it. Plus, her head is going to explode if she spends 10 more minutes in front of her computer, she says.

So she just gave me 5 minutes to post and apologize to the furriends who awarded us. We will post er… we will not say anymore when but we will post about these awards at some point.

Lazy human. That’s what the song says about my human! Pfft. Here are the tocks of disrespect!

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We all know that humans can make some strange food choices. While some good humans would prepare yummy food like the Greenies humans, some humans eat citrus and oranges and these smelly stuff that have no interest. My human also loves chocolate. Chocolate! But we kitties cannot eat chocolate!

Granted, my human did try and bake for us. Sometimes it was good. Sometimes it was so-so.

But sometimes, when humans bake for themselves, it’s plain meh!

The past weekend, my human decided to bake what she calls a Tiramisu Buche. We didn’t know what it was so we decided to investigate.

Well, guess what? Not only did we not taste what mascarpone was – although it did look like something quite good – but she sprinkled the buche with… yes, you guessed it! Some kind of chocolate powder! Oh, the humanity!

I mean, look at this!! Doesn’t it look plain meh?

So, when she tried to take a picture of us from above, well, she got what she deserved:

You can click on each picture to biggify them or use the slideshow below by clicking on any of the pics!

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I had already mentioned how Milou mastered the art of photobombing here and here and here.

Kitshka is quickly learning too:

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Humans say we are creatures of habits. But they are creatures of predictability!

They had prepared some treats for Halloween to give to kids. I don’t know whether that was because of Sandy (I heard the humans say 90% of our town had lost power! Talk about a Ceiling Cat-blessed home we have!) but no kid came. Not a single one. My human was kind of sad… not that she would have to eat the candy herself, but that possibly kids couldn’t have as much fun this year.

So a huge plastic pumpkin, 3 or 4 times the size of Milou’s heads, and full of human treats, was still waiting next to the door when my human suddenly, yesterday evening, just before going to sleep, had the most stupid idea ever. She emptied the plastic pumpkin and, guess what?

Yep. She put Greenies in the plastic pumpkin.

Of course Milou fell for it.

So did Kitshka (with Milou waiting in line for a second round).

Little not-so-old me couldn’t be bothered to enter my head in the pumpkin for a couple of Greenies so that my human could take a picture. I cannot be bought for a couple of Greenies! Now if she had put fresh salmon in there… No, no, no! I get my Greenies on my terms!

Furriends: I am back to reading your bloggies. No seriously. So I’ll see you in a short while!

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Dear Furriends,

Sorry for another hiatus (vocab building project VBP). Of course it is not my fault again. Well kind of.
First, the human said she felt blue (could be my fault – thinking that maybe I didn’t put enough of my white hair on the t-shirt), then she didn’t have time (Hmpf! Not my fault!), then she drove Kitshka crazy with this cool new toy I won thanks to Ms. Deb Barnes of Zee & Zoey (more on this tomorrow hopefully).

Can you tell we have been waiting to have access to the computer?

Texas: Can I blog now?
Kitshka: Is that Greenies in her hand?

So, this is a short blog post because my human has to go back to work… but I want to make her commit to type my blog posts… so posts to come will include thanking our furriends who nominated us for awards, thanking Mollie and Alfie for spooking us, sharing the fun we had with the prizes we received recently. And of course, sharing our daily life which is much more interesting than the human going to work, don’t you think?

Also, resuming reading your blogs is urgent matter… I hope you will forgive us again. In the meantime, I hope you are all doing fine and Kitshka and I are sending purrs. Lots of purrs!

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When I arrived at my furever home as a kitten, I was amazed at all the toys I could find in my human’s (soon to be mine) home.

One thing I found very exciting and funny was fruits that were around. Some could roll! Of course, it soon became forbidden (my human pretended that some fruits could be dangerous) – as was jumping and walking on the table to get to them. But I couldn’t care less.

Until the fruits disappeared from my sight. Hmph.

What was your favorite toy as a kitten?

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Alright furriends, I am so not pleased with my human and her not giving me time to 1) post on my blog, 2) visit all my furriends’ bloggies (I tried this but didn’t manage to visit all of you yet – sorry).

Sooooo, being a French kitty, I’m threatening to STRIKE: no more purrs, no more letting my human pet me if we are not back by THIS Friday (and have additional dried tuna treats everyday and tuna juice twice a week)! You hear me human? Of course I will train Kitshka in the art of French strike.

Kitshka has started making banners out of Christmas gift paper she found behind a closet, hidden (!). Agreed, she needs a little more practice.



Today, we have planned a sit-in in front of the desk.

Oh and human, we KNOW where the Greenies are. So Friday is the lastest limit.

[My human was scared enough about the no-purring threat that she helped me post this one, so Kitshka and I have high hopes]

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Remember a couple of days ago when I explained how to get your human’s attention when your human was reading in bed? Well, it looks like I got a little too much attention. She decided she wanted some snuggling time instead of reading!

Seriously, what’s with the snuggles and kisses?! I just need to play and get some tuna!



Human! What are all the Ladycats reading my blog going to think now?! I’m a grown Mancat for Ceiling Cat sake!

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You may remember that I had a technique to get your humans’ attention when they decide to read instead of playing with you. This technique worked on the couch, as you can see on the pictures, but what if your human decides to read in bed?

It is actually no different. It’s on the bed after all, so all you have to do is go sleep on it. The book that is.

Hiya, human! Is it time to sleep already?



Let me check your clock! Oh yes! It is time!



Sorry, no time to read



Sweet dreams!

[Cat chasing mouse image thanks to http://www.wpclipart.com/]

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Hiya furriends,

I did not intend to post today. I wanted to visit your blogs since I am about at least 500 posts late (that’s what gmail is telling me and my human almost fell from her chair when she opened my mailbox today).

But we received an email from my human furriend Janina, telling us that one of her human furriends had posted something on Facebook saying that today, there should be a moratorium on cats on Facebook because there were too many rats out there and instead of striking the pose for Facebook pictures we should go out and hunt rats.

THE NERVE.

We, kitties, have recently been the target of a dirty smear campaign (I won’t post links to the smear campaign articles, you all saw one or two, but instead I want to link to a post from Cat Wisdom 101 that sums up pretty well what I think: here).

Also, I had heard of this cat-free day on the Internet stuff when it first came up. I had liked the reaction of the cat blogosphere. I didn’t intend to do anything special today, except keep on posting as usual because at my home, it is cat-day everyday!

I know my furriend’s furriend’s post on Facebook was meant as a joke. Still, I was a bit shocked to read some of the comments.

Peeps: if you don’t like cat pics, just don’t go watch cat pics on the Internet! You can hide the profiles that post cat pics from your news feed. But don’t ask for a moratorium or worse. Really, I’m telling you, some humans are strange.

We, kitties, just ignore humans or stuff we don’t like. We don’t campaign to have them forbidden.

So anyway, in the spirit of freedom, I want to share more cat pics for those who want more cat pics.

I have created a special Facebook page: http://www.facebook.com/MoCatsDay

We kitties are free spirits. So I refuse we be silenced in any way. No one is forced to visit the page. But this page will exist for those who want to visit it.

If you like the idea, I invite you to visit the page, like it if you like to see cat pics and want to see more, and post a picture of yourself (that’s for kitties) or of your kitty furriend (that’s for humans) on this page.

What do you think, kitties? I say let’s purr in harmony to show the world that kitties rule!

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Hiya Furriends!

Sorry again for the long silence. After her seminar thingie, my human and I played a lot, like you could see on my last post, and then she began having some “important” stuff to do, of which I will tell you more later in this post. You’re going to be surprised! I know I was!!

First, an update on Grouik’s page: it will be up soon. The humans are making videos of all the footage (vocab builder) they have. I will let you know when it is ready.

Secondly, I received several awards from furriends: THANK YOU ALL SO VERY MUCH! Sorry for being so late. I will accept them in a special post on Tuesday (because Mondays are for memories you know, and I already missed one, and I owe you Part 2 of my adoption day).

Thirdly, I want to send a HUGE thank you to Sparkle that had a giveaway of Fancy Feast Mornings a while back and I was one of the winners! I received it this past week. There was my name on the package! Look:


Wow, that’s for me?


Can someone open it now?


What you mean “it’s called mornings and it’s the afternoon already?!” Seriously?!


Okay. Here is my prize, this is morning and we’re still in bed. Wake up and open these for me now.


Human?


Ah, finally! Mmmmh those look good


Can I open these myself? Hmmmm…


For the grace of Ceiling Cat, human, open one!


Are we done with the pictures? Can you open one now?

Thanks to the humans at Nestle Purina for this yummy package. Milou cannot have it (because of his health diet). But me and the kiddie love it.

Yeah, that’s right, that’s my fourth point, the humans being busy: I’m no longer the youngest member of our family. Sniff.



Friday evening, they came back home with a kitten! Look at him:

His name is Frisco. He cannot stop moving! Except when he takes long naps.

Well, okay, okay, I will be able to get over it and play with him (we have already started to play together actually), but at first it was kind of scary: are the humans going to exchange us for this kitten, will my human keep on giving me treats, cuddles, and everything?

Milou didn’t want to get it at first. We both had to make it clear who was the Boss here (Hey Newbie, we were here first!).

All in all, Frisco is, I must admit, fun, and I will finally have a furry friend to play with. BUT, I say the humans could have asked (Gee, Milou is now hissing at everyone in the house again). For example, yesterday night, I surprised my human joyfully playing with the little fur ball. I was outraged! She saw that and tried to make up for it, but it was too late: no cuddles, no petting, no purring, no nothing but the back of disrespect! Was she going to replace me just like that?!

But today we played, both with the human and the kiddie so I think it might – might – be a good thing. If the kiddie stops eating food from my bowl! Ah kids!

Here are some pics of the both of us. Sorry they’re blurry, but Frisco can’t stop moving!

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Have you ever wondered why humans sometimes do some weird things like eating citrus, or throwing away bags and boxes?

Well, one day, back in the nice apartment with the round stairs in France, I caught my human barefoot with blue water in the tube! What was she doing in there? I’ll never know! Do you have any idea?

(these pics were taken by my human with her phone so their quality is not very good but I like them anyway)

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You see, I have found the purrfect hiding spot: above the ground but not too high up in the air, confined place, dark, with cushion-like towelettes.

It is a small yet big enough place to have two me inside, so quite comfy. It is a little drawer-like closet at the bottom of the humans’ kitchen table, where my human keeps what she calls dish towels (although I found no dish in the towels).

Well my human wouldn’t hear anything about it. She doesn’t want me in her precious towels. I tried to explain these could be turned into cat or better yet Texas towels – since there are no dishes you see – but no. She wanted me out.

Silly humans don’t understand anything about life’s little pleasures.

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It’s been a while since I’ve done a “getting your human’s attention” post.

Today, I have a simple trick for you. Let me explain.

Yesterday evening, my human was going around in the house, from one room to another, claiming to be completing what she calls “household chores.” What I could see she was not completing in the meantime, is having her attention on me. So I decided to show her what house hold means. I waited for her to stop and I acted. I sat on her foot. Ah!

She didn’t dare move for several minutes. Bliss.

Mission accomplished.

P.S.: My human is not very pleased that I’m posting pics of her slippers and apartment pants on my blog. She thinks that’s not very stylish for a French kitty. Humans’ preoccupations, really! As if people and, most importantly, furry friends, were going to even notice her slippers while there’s a me, Texas, on them.

Silly human.

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My human just ran into this clever CPR poster by the French Red Cross and I begged her to stop what she was doing to post it! Love it!

Again, it shows how we kitties are an example for humans (understand: they need our constant supervision)

FIRST AID THAT CAN SAVE LIVES – If even kittens get trained, what are YOU waiting for?

And then it invites people to get free first aid training during the summer.

Kitties rock.

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Here is something we like in common my human and I: Ladurée. She keeps the funky, colored, round thingies she eats and I keep the bags!
My human, she calls it a win-win situation. I say I’d rather have the bag than those colored thingies she calls macarons! Hence, I win!

Hiya!

Look at what I got myself into!

Keep out! This bag is mine!

Look at the genius of Ladurée bags: there’s a string attached! Two actually!!

I can play hide and seek from the bag.

Love this bag!

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Have you heard of Choupette, Karl Lagerfeld’s cat? I mentioned her once here.

She has been in the news these past weeks (Check for example here and here). I am very happy for Choupette. I must say that these humans that call themselves journalists are missing the whole story though.

The story being: a feline having his human do everything the feline wants him to do, how is this news?!

For example, take my first news link:

French model Baptiste Giabiconi asked Lagerfeld to babysit the feline for two weeks around Christmas, Lagerfeld told WWD, but Choupette was “too cute” so he “refused to give her back.”

Huh-oh, wrong interpretation. Choupette chose to stay with the famous designer.

Since then, the 9-month-old cat has become the apple of his eye and has been treated to a life of luxury. Lagerfeld has seen to it that Choupette is “beyond spoiled.”

She deserves it! We all do!

The cat has two maids who tend to her night and day and document her daily life in a diary of sorts for Lagerfeld.

Err, excuse me “journalists”?! This is what we call having humans. There are dozens, probably hundreds of cats out there doing just what I’m presently doing, dictating our blog entries and tweets to our humans.

It is time for humans to stop turning a blind eye to reality: we don’t simply rule; We rule the Internet and we rule the world.

The sooner humans will realize it, the better. I mean, can you resist this face?

My point exactly.

Now, bring me some kibbles and catnip.

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The humans bought another piece of furniture the other day. They call it a desk. The nice part is that I can jump on it!

I decided I would be nice to them the other day and help them by supervising the assembling of the desk.

The humans being, well, humans, I had to help too. It was tiring.

Needless to say that, after that, I needed a well-deserved nap. But at least the desk was assembled properly!

What would humans do without us?

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Nobody.

Yep, furriends. You hear me. Neither Milou, nor me.

What happened? We were starting to fight on the tree inside the house. My human, she grabbed her camera to document how brave and valiant and a good fighter I was (she usually starts screaming our names to have us stop, which is very annoying). So for once, she reacted about correctly.

Her human, what did he do? Grabbed Milou to put him elsewhere and started playing hard with me. You want to play with them humans and they are busy but he chose this moment.

Pfft. I bet I would have won.

I am blasé.

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Hiya furriends! How are you today?

Today I’d like to talk about our humans. I noticed on a couple of blogs – and on mine ahem [ checking behind my human’s hands what she is typing exactly], that humans have been making dumb mistakes like forgetting to post pictures we wanted them to post, or forgetting to answer fan mail, or forgetting to tweet on our page, or… misspelling or making typing mistakes.

Like when Matilda becomes Monica over here.

And you my furriends, although I’m sure you noticed, didn’t say anything, that was so nice of you.

Ahem. This is embarrassing. For my human I mean, of course. Can’t she pay attention? And I don’t want to hear that she is tired. Of course she is! She’s only sleeping 6 to 7 hours a day!

I’m telling you no treats for my human today: no cuddling accepted, no purring on lap. No nothing. No. No need to peg me.

Ah! I’m so not happy with that. I might even bite.

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Well, what your human needs actually. Or is it the Fireman? No! It’s the kitten of course, right?

Now if I could just get my human to STOP watching the vid. She says it’s for the kitten, but somehow I have a doubt.

Now check the following one. Who’s the star? Who’s the star? Exactly Ladies.

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Hiya Matilda! Welcome back!

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On the Internet, I came across many horror stories about humans dressing their cats as if they were humans or worse, some kind of dolls. The trend seems to be to put so-called hats on the heads of furry friends, stuff like that:

That’s enough! We are not dolls!

My human never tried that. She knows better and cares about her hands and arms! But I also know that she understand I am not her toy.
If my human ever tries to put a “hat” on me, that’s not her arm she is going to lose.

I have to ask the question: do you really think your furriend enjoys and feels comfortable wearing this? Or is it the human who really likes it and who wants some funny photo shoots?

Then I saw this. At first, I was happy for Iemon and thought he could be proud:

Meet Iemon (Ee-eh-mon), Japan’s first police cat, an abandoned stray who unofficially joined the force at the tender age of two weeks. He now spends much of his time atop the service counter at Yoro Station, adding a kinder, gentler, dare we say “human” touch to the local cop shop.

And then…

For the most part, Iemon’s function appears to be skewed more towards public relations than private detectives. He enjoys visits from children and looks reasonably impressive in his custom-made policeman’s uniform topped with a cap bearing a paw-print badge. Those with felonious intent should not take this feline lightly, though, as he hasn’t been de-clawed and has a low tolerance for jailbirds.

How do you want Iemon to be taken seriously while looking like that?

Hopefully the humans won’t come complaining that we bite and scratch after they do this to us. Next time maybe they’ll think before trying to dress us. We will get our revenge, anyway.

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And it is good for the planet!

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