Cat Talk

Me and some of the other cats at work were supposed to have a talk today. We were going to tell other cats what we have been doing. It has been set up for a long time. So I got up very early this morning.

Although I hate water, I cleaned myself up before the talk. I found it strange that I was the only cat who showed up at first. Then a lot of other cats who wanted to hear us showed up to. I had to start talking without any of my cat friends from work. What gives?

It seems all the other cats got stuck somewhere while trying to come to our meeting place. Most of them showed up by the time the talk was over. But by then it was too late. I had to do all the talking. Ouch. Come on guys. Back up your cat bro.

Need to Eat

I was getting ready to come home from work today. So I called up Kitty Kat. She said we were out of food at home. Yikes. That's no fun. Luckily Kitty assembled all her kat power, and went out to hunt. That's more like it.

On the way home from work, I passed by Kitty in action. Looks like she was hunting for some big game. I felt happy, knowing my dinner was to be served soon.

A little while later, Kitty came back with some eats in her mouth. Delicious. I can't write any more. My chow awaits.

Boys Night Out

Me and Little Kat were home alone. So we decided to go out on the town. Little Kat has more energy than me. He entered a dance contest. I know he dances a lot in his spare time. That should have given him a little advantage.

There were a couple big cats in the dance contest against Little Kat. I was not sure if he could pull it off. But he did a lot of flying in the air, and a bunch of flips. He won first place. Congrats Little Kat. He walked away with a $115 prize. Meow.

As for me, I just kept my paws on my weapon just in case any cats got out of hand. The night stayed pretty calm. We saw one nice feline at the dance. However we did not get to chat. This is a school night. Had to bolt home to get Little Kat to bed.

Battling the Grass

Me and Little Kat sneak out of the house. It is hard to see anything. The grass has grown higher than our heads. That won't do. So I talk Little Kat into helping me chop down this jungle. Little Kat says we should eat our way through. I try to munch a little, but this grass tastes like, well, grass.

I go back into the house. After climbing up onto a shelf, I borrow a set of keys to the shed. Now we are cooking. Luckily there is a ladder in the shed. Little Kat climbs the ladder to a high shelf. He grabs a pair of shears with his mouth. So when he starts biting, the shears do some mean cutting of grass. He makes little progress. I decide we need more firepower to get the job done.

Somehow I manage to open the doors to the big shed in the back yard. I tie the starter cord to the fence. Then I get a running start and lunge onto the mower. It gets the mower going down the hill, causing the starter rope to pull away from the mower. The engine makes a bit of noise, then dies. I have to pull that heavy mower up the hill 3 times before the engine starts and remains on. My paw can move the lever that causes the mower to go forward. I am too small to steer it with the human handle. But when I claws grab ahold of one when darn thing can go either right or left.

I start to get the hang of steering this big lawn mower for one straight line through the yard. That is when I find that I cannot steer it into a circle. The mower bangs up against the white fence on the side of the yard. A couple white pickets break and fall into the neighbor's year. Luckily I spring up and cut off the mower motor. There has got to be a better way to get rid of all this grass. Anybody know the phone number for some hungry cows?

Getting Fit

The pediatrician recommended that the kittens get more exercise. We signed up for Tae Kwon Do two years ago. I am a little worried about taking them out of Tae Kwon Do class this year but I really have no choice. I am working on my Master's Program and I have class during their lesson time. That means we have to figure out how we are going to make up that missing exercise time. Little wants to go swimming but I do not know if I can get us to the pool enough to make the money I spend on membership make sense. I have started the kittens working in the yard for 30 minutes a day but that has not worked out too well yet. We seem to be cancelling the time for unexpected events like rain storms. I am still woring this problem out and I will keep you updated when I find an activity that works with our schedule.

School

Well, it seems that Little grew a lot over the summer and I had to buy him a new wardrobe. He is going to be in 5th grade this year. I guess he will have a lot of changes this year. I happen to teach 5th grade at the same school.

Little told me he thought it was going to be a good year because he felt like he would be very popular. It seems he figures all the kids will know who he is. I told him not to be disappointed if every child did not think I was the best teacher in the world. I figure I should prepare him to the fact that no child likes every adult 100% of the time. He might hear a few negative things and I wanted to prepare him.

Kit starts high school this year. She has really matured during the summer. She is acting more and more like a responsible adult. I think the change is that she has finally learned to like who she is and does not really care what others think. I like that about her. She is a really good kid.

I guess in the children department I have been really blessed. My ex has not really been involved in the raising of the children, but I know he is aware of how great they are. Of course, that is a whole other story. So many things still left to do, school is just a heart beat away.

End of Summer

Well the kittens came back from summer vacation, they were visiting their dad. They spent a lot of time with relatives this year. I know my family loves spending time with the kittens and do tend to spoil them rotten. When they come back home, I have to take a few months getting everything back in order. School was the first thing we had to get ready to tackle.