Yesterday it rained a ton and the sump pump broke and Daddy had to bail water out of the hole in the floor for hours and hours and plumber people came, but you know what? Inside is still a whole lot better than outside!

Kirby likes to play thundering herd of elephants with me and wrestle and we have lots of fun together.

That Tiki cat still makes me uneasy.

I don’t understand why we have to have a dog in the house. It seems dangerous.

Kirby

Stan “the Man” Lee is my bestest friend. He likes to do all kinds of fun stuff and we have stopped fighting over the foods. Apparently there will always be more foods.

Tiki is a little bit stuck up sometimes.

I do not mind the dog so much.

I like to drool on the Daddy.

Tiki

StanLee is okay. I suppose. Sigh. He’d be better if he let me sniff him.

Kirby ruins my good time. He has started sitting on the hamper while Mommy takes a shower. That is my spot! Sometimes he even insists on sleeping near me!

I like playing chase with the woofie. He never tackles me or bites me like some people I won’t mention. He’s got a wet nose, but whatevs.

Kesey

StanLee isn’t as fun as he used to be. It was more fun chasing him when he was terrified. Also, he swats me when I walk past the kitchen table.

Kirby rubbed on my legs the other day. What’s wrong with cats? They should fear the Kesey!

Tiki smells good. I like to snorgle her belly.

Oh, don’t get all excited. I don’t eat cats. I like to lick them. I’m a dog. We lick things. That new cat hisses when I get near him. I haven’t been able to lick him yet but I’m working on it. Kirby doesn’t like it, which is also fun. Tiki doesn’t mind it at all, which bugged me at first because it’s fun to mess with cats, but then I discovered that she likes to lick me too. She grooms my head for me, which is nice. I don’t like it when she licks my nose though. Did you know that cats have weird tongues? It’s like sandpaper. What’s that all about?

Tiki gives me kisses too. She hisses at the boy cats, but she never hisses at me. I like Tiki.

* This is me a long time ago.

I threw up in the Mommy’s shoe and she didn’t yell at me or throw me out into the cold!!!

Mommy

It was an old shoe that I needed to get rid of and I would never do that to you anyway. And it’s 60 degrees out so even if I did that’s not exactly cold.

StanLee

The people were worried when they brought me in that since I had been outside for a year and seemed to be happy that I would try to get outside again. I have to tell you even having to put up with the woofie, inside is better! I have no desire to go outside. When the people go near the door I go the other way.

So the other cats who live here are okay. We’re not buddies yet and there’s still a little hissing but we eat together now. If they get too near my food bowl, I do hiss at them. I have discovered that Tiki leaves leftovers, so if I get there before Kirby, I can has leftovers!

I am still spending a lot of time in the basement, but I come upstairs more and more. I like to snooze in the guest bedroom.

I have also found out that if the people are yelling, it is probably at the woofie for chasing us and I am no longer afraid of being yelled at. The woofie doesn’t hear too well so it might be a little loud.

Life is good.

Right now I am dictating this from the bottom of the basement stairs. The new Mommy person thinks I am weird because I am curled up about a foot away from where the woofie had a pee accident this morning. The carpet’s even still wet from the cleaning stuff. Whatever. Anyway, so far I have met the tabby girl that lives here. There was a little bit of hissing but not much. I have met the black boy kitty who lives here (I guess that’s other black boy kitty now because that’s what I am too). He really wants to play with me, but he is being polite and patient for now. Both of the kitties who live here have used one of my new litterboxes though. That may not be so polite. The Mommy got some kind of litter called Cat Attract for the boxes. The reason why I was outside all this time is because I peed in my old house, so the Mommy is trying to prevent it here. She also sprayed Feliway. We’ll see if any of this works. If not the Bissell may get quite a workout.

I haven’t met the woofie yet. He’s still locked in the bedroom. The Mommy got a new pet gate so he can’t get me on the stairs. I’m not too sure about the woofie.

The Daddy says that my new indoor name is Stan Lee. Kirby is named for Jack “King” Kirby so I am going to be Stan Lee. The Daddy really likes comic books.  He even teaches classes on graphic novels at conferences. I have not decided if I will answer to Stan Lee or not, but I don’t answer to Jinxy either. The Mommy says she will bribe me with treats until I answer to something. Kirby, Tiki, & Kesey all come running when any of their names are called. Especially if their names are called from the kitchen!

I am finding that this Kirby cat is not so bad. We have many things in common.

1. We both like drinking from the faucet, but I had to show him how.

2. We both like teasing the woofie. Again, I had to show Kirby how to do that.

3. We both like looking out of the open window. Ditto (I find the shelter educational system to be quite lacking. Apparently they have other things to do there.)

4. We both like looking at Jinxy, who likes to hang out on our porch and meow for food. He seems to like it outside, but we are wondering if he might change his mind when it gets cold. He likes to spend a lot of time with Daddy and we know that buttering up Daddy is the best way to get in this house.

5. We both enjoy grooming. Kirby says I do it too much, so sometimes I groom the dog. Dogs are stinky.

6. We both enjoy getting pets at 3:30 am. Kirby is very noisy about it. He is teaching me to be noisier to get what I want. Maybe the shelter education wasn’t so bad after all.

7. We both enjoy fleece and are glad that the weather is cooler.

8. We both love the Mommy.

9. We both love the Daddy.

10. The woofie is not so bad. We might love him too.

Mommy found my collar and put it back on me. Crap!

Meh. I’ve only been here since Thanksgiving and they forgot my birthday already. I’m 2 years old !!!!!!!!

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Kesey

Meh. They forgot my birthday too. I’m 13 years old !!!!!!!!

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Tiki

Mommy finally filed the taxes. I think that’s what happened with the birthdays. I think I heard her say something about celebrating birthdays this weekend.

Kirby update: he’s not so bad. Except he’s a piggie. Since I tend to graze we are now getting the same amount of food split between 4 times a day so that I get my share. Mommy & Daddy say I have lost weight and Kirby has gained weight since he got here, so they are trying to change that. I have stopped growling and hissing at Kirby. Occasionally I will hiss if he chases me too much, but I did that with Riley too. Sometimes boys don’t know when to stop. No means no.

We don’t snuggle or anything, but he is good company. Also, the other night I had a nightmare. Mommy & Daddy thought I was in pain, but I was just scared. Kirby ran in to see if I was okay. I was so happy to see him I licked his head.

Kirby

Kirby Eats Foods

My pictures are still stuck in the camera, but I am tired of waiting on Mommy so I am going to go ahead and introduce myself. My name is Kirby. I used to be Basil. I came from Colony Cats. They are very nice people there. They have a wonderful brand new adoption center, so if you live near Columbus, Ohio you should go there and get a kitty, or even a doggie. They have nice big open rooms full of wonderful kitties who would be happy to go home with you. I was not in a room. I used to greet people at the door. I greeted Daddy by head butting him as hard as I could, so even though I am not a kitten, and won’t be Tiki’s minion, Daddy wanted to bring me home. Mommy said yes, so here I am!!

Tiki hated me at first and I hated the woofie. She hissed and growled and was very unpleasant. She has pretty much stopped that unless I jump on her. She has even licked my head. I still do not really like the woofie, but will tolerate him unless he corners me. Then he gets swatted and sometimes hissed at. He is kinda dumb about what that means.

I love, love, love Daddy & Mommy. I have a serious purr and love to cuddle and get pets. They can not believe that I was not adopted for almost 1 1/2 years. (I am 1 1/2). Apparently there are still a lot of people out there who don’t like black cats. I don’t get it. All I know is that even having to put up with the woofie, it was worth the wait. I really like it here and the food is excellent. I get wet & dry food twice a day. Can you believe it?

I have the sneezes so I have been getting antibiotics wrapped in delicious cheese. That is very exciting. The sneezes are not exciting. I am sick of them. I am also getting l-lysine crushed in my wet foods. I do not mind it at all and gobble the wet foods. Tiki is amazed at how I attack my foods. She is a dainty girl, so I get to eat her leftovers, which is awesome!

Time for my nap. Gotta go!!

Fierce Kirby

I don’t think they got me a minion. I think they got an alien by mistake. He was in the bathroom for a couple of days, I growled and hissed at him for several days, Kesey just wants to chase him, and he smells funny, so he must be an alien. I ate some of his foods, it gave me runny poops. He ate some of my foods, it gave him runny poops. He’s an alien. I’ve been using his litter box just to show him. Okay, so now I only hiss at him if he corners me and I’ve stopped growling. He’s still an alien. Oh, and the runny poops have stopped.

Kesey

I don’t think he’s an alien, but I so want to chase him. I have spent so much time on a leash in the house! It’s so embarassing!!!

In other news, I am getting tasty kielbasa again. I can now open my mouth just fine, but I went back to licking my legs, and the bed, and the carpet, and the dresser, and the couch, and Daddy’s pants, and … with a vengeance. I am so much worse about doing this than I was, so I went to the v-e-t today and got clomipramine. I’m supposed to have OCD. All I know is that I enjoy the kielbasa. Daddy says he always knew I was neurotic. Whatever.

Gotta go. This new pill makes me sleeeeepy.

Tiki

We found a new woofie friend. His name is Buddha. His Mommy has been out of work for a long time and could use some purrs. She is very worried. She has a donate button. We know money is tight for a lot of cat bloggers too, so we’ll just ask for purrs.

Spiders are the best toys! One was running around in the basement and I was chasing it! Mommy was afraid it would bite me, so she squished it.   I could have squished it myself, bad Mommy! So while Mommy was getting a tissue, I ate the spider! Spiders are yummy! Mommy thinks it’s funny because I am this dainty little girl. I won’t really eat wet food much anymore since Riley isn’t here to taste test it, (it could be poisoned) but I like spiders. Nom, nom, nom!!