My Legs! My Legs!

I woke up last night unable to feel my legs.  There was a perfectly plausible reason for this.  You see, Mister Kitten (formally known as Vicious Miette Pumpkin Thunderblaster Knives Pterodactyl aka Kitten aka Trouble aka Oberon aka the Cat with the Identity Crisis) was laying across my legs.  Mister Kitten is the largest of our cats, weighing in at a good 16.5 pounds (or 7.5 kg).  Thus, you can understand my reasoning for going, "Ack!  My legs!  My legs!"; although, I must admit that I said this silently since the love of my life was still asleep.  However, I did get up and make Mister Kitten get off of my legs.

[pause to love on Zaphy who just came in from outside... we really really need to find his brush!!]

Mister Kitten is a yellow tabby who is extremely muscular (yes, that 16.5 pounds is not fat!!).  He loves to play chase with Star up and down the hallway just as he has done since he was a kitten.  Mister Kitten first came to use via the Eldest Daughter, Sarah.  She wanted a kitten since the only kitten she'd ever had was an Abyssinian mix rescue who was 9 months old when he came to be a forever companion.  So she went to a feline rescue group and found a cute female kitten whom she named Vicious Miette Pumpkin Thunderblaster Knives Pterodactyl.

The Teenage Mutant Ninja Kitty Horde at that point also included Tanis the Dragon Slayer (the Abyssinian mix) and Quigley the Demon Dust Bunny Hunter, who were the Eldest Cats in the household and also known as The Cranky Old Men.  Tanis had integrated into the Horde and become sociable (he is rather autistic and I worked hard with him once we were in the same household).  Then Miette came to live with us.  Oh dear!  Oh no!!  Horror of horrors!!  Tanis fell apart.  The other boys welcomed the baby, since they'd had other babies introduced to the Horde before (crazy cat lady?  moi?  noooOOOooo, that invisible neon sign that says "Cat Family Lives Here, Feeds the Good Stuff, Come on In" does not exist!!)

Oh.  You want to know more about Mister Kitten and how she became a he??  Well, that's a story for another time... mayhap... tomorrow.

Why Don't We All Just Nap Now

I spent half the day in Nashville (major city half an hour to forty-five minutes away from us) going to see my orthopedist.  Okay, I'll admit it, we also stopped off to see my mother, but that wasn't as long of a visit.  It did give us a chance to see Miss Kitty (in case you might be wondering, yes, this is where Mister Kitten's name came from).  Miss Kitty is my brother David's cat.  But she can't live with my brother David because there is a ::shudder:: dog at his house (there have been other reasons before that... college, roommate's cats... and so on).  Miss Kitty is a Delicate Kitty of the South ::paw to forehead:: who is now about 15-16 years old (don't quote me!!).

Miss Kitty was rescued from underneath a local school building (our parents are both retired teachers) at the instigation of my brother David.  She was quite skittish and quickly became David's Cat.  Over the years she has deigned to permit feeding by my mother and dad, and now she has mellowed to the point of even allowing some petting from people other than David (read primarily my mother & dad, although other members of the family have been granted permission as well).  Miss Kitty is a delicate black & white long-hair.  She is absolutely gorgeous, assuming that you get a chance to see her. 

This has become a wee bit easier in the past year since she began sleeping in front of the living room heater.  It sits beside the couch and there is a comfy chair in front of it, making a neat corner.   Mother has put down a soft soft pillow and Miss Kitty lays herself down like a Victorian lady on a fainting couch.  It's sad for me in one way, to see her fading away, but on the other, so nice to see a cat who could have been left alone have such a wonderful loving home (and having been spayed!!  sorry... whole family are sticklers about that!).

Once I got home, I had a phone call to make, and then one last therapist to see (discharge day!  whoot!).  But it was sooooo exhausting that Mister Kitten and Star put me to sleep.  No!  Really!!  I didn't want to go to sleep.  Nah-uh.  They made me take that nap!!  I woke up when my husband got home to see Zaphoid laying on top of me, which never happens, so I know it was a catspiracy!!

Okay Mom, that's enough...

I have now had every cat in the house come up and nudge me.  Thomas and Star have both tried to get onto the keyboard.  This says to me that I need to shut down the computer for a bit... maybe a long bit.  Star is sitting here staring at me.  They want me to get off of the computer "me-nnnnooooowwwww!"  Thomas has laid down on my mouse pad.  ::rolls eyes::  However, I did want to let everyone know that I managed to finish up the Cat Mommy/Daddy graphics that are in both Bumper Snickers and Caring Cats.  And Gray Cat has finally gotten into Kat's Kats!!  You can read all about StarWalker BitCat the ComputerKitty in my last blog.  He's the kitty that Gray Cat was based on because of his attitude.  I'm going to see if I can't do another blog about Emo Kitty, our Zaphoid Beeblebrox, who is still Emo.

Zaphy is my daughter's cat and she insists that he's not Emo, but she doesn't see him with his head laying just so.  I'm waiting for him to get a beret & start reciting bad poetry.