Just Me....Or An Alien

First I must fess up as to what I've been doing with most of my spare time. I Have to admit to reading a couple of blogs!! *gasp* Well, 3 if you want to be technical about it. :-D Of course, me being a tad bit ocd'ish, can't just start reading in the "now" of a blog. Nope, not me!! I have hit the archives and am working my way forward in time. I really need to know where it all began so when I get to the now I actually know what the heck is going on! I need to know about the references to certain people or events and yes to all furry friends that are and have been in their life. It saves time, really it does, and you don't feel all stupid and lost. :-D

The first blog is HERE.
Her archives page is right over HERE.

Both links, any links I add open in a new window, cause I'm thoughtful like that. :-D

The other 2 blogs I confess aren't even written my human hands, they're typed out by the 4-legged furry kind. LOL They're hysterical as well and WOW.....what a great way to keep the pain at bay! They are owners of the above human's blog links. The first feline blogger is Max and his little brother Buddah Pest

I feel about 25 kinds of smart and oh so special right now!!! See those spiffy, totally neato links I have that,I must remind you,open in a new window? Well, with a few clicks of the keyboard I just learned how to make words into clickable links!!!! *jumps up and down* I ROCK!!!! I did it in html no less and didn't take the easy way out either. *gets a silly,goofy grin* Yuppers, I'm just about to burst with my oh so clever self.

So...now that I'm done impressing all of you hard to impress people with my Big Brain and all, I shall regale you with happenings in the World of Kitty.

First up, My Sweet Connor Devlin aka "Furry Tail". It was way dark out so I poked Gil and asked "Do you think it's dark enough yet?" I said it very sweetly too. He says, "Ooops!" He herds the kitties inside like a good hubby should and all is well with my world. *smiles*

So, no sooner are they in here than Connor begins acting like a total freak! He was doing this racing car circuit thing from the kitchen to dining room, bottom of the stairs, sails over a stack of boxes in front of the sliding glass door and back. He did this about 3 or 4 times. Then, he trots over to the litter box, his veryyyy long furry tail trailing and waving like a flag in the breeze. He proceeded to have a chat with the litter box!!! ROFL I'm no kidding either. He's standing there looking into the litter box and talking! The noises issuing forth from him were a series of click type noises, high pitched growling and other weird noises that I seriously haven't found the words to describe yet. He is Maine Coon though and if you're a cat type person then you've run across the breed at least once and know they don't Meow, they Talk.

So....he has this "conversation" with the litter box and THEN got in there and did his business. He, of course, took those massively big paws of his and tossed kitty litter all over the freaking place like it was confetti on New Year's Day!! *sigh* Ah well, what's a little more little added to the floor?

I don't know what inspired him tonight and even though I tried, I couldn't figure it out. All I did was give myself a brain ache.

For Shanni aka "Fuzzy Butt" well, she's on a "I gotta sleep on mom no matter what" kick. I really just didn't want her on me, but she knows dang well that if she can insert her big 13lb self into the little space next to mom's body then she's won. She knows I will not throw her on the floor or yell no matter what I say when she is creeping over here and ready to jump up on the couch. I really thought I had her blocked off. No way was she getting next to me. I had one arm outstretched, hand on the mouse, one leg drawn up, way up to block off access to a space next to my body. HA!! She jumped up, slipped under my arm then lowered herself down. She then commenced to kneading what little bit of my uterus was available, my thigh and hip. I heaved a HUGE sigh, uncurled myself so the Queen could be comfortable. She was there for all of 1 minute. Dad went into the kitchen and she was off like a shot.

Shanni was perfectly happy to come back out here and curl up underneath the coffee table too. First she had to have a "kill" though. I don't know where she got it from, but Gil looked down at her and saw her "kill" was the little black foam thingy that covers the earpiece on the headphones. He was a bit stunned that she had somehow managed to get it off. I asked him if he was sure it was off his headphones. He looked and both were still there! LOLOL I told him there was a set of "extras" I had found and put away. Now...I can't even remember where the heck I put them but I guess she found them cause she had one! She was sitting on it like an egg that needed hatching. As I watched she gingerly stood up and turned around to check on it even!! ROFL Crazy dang cat!