Saturday, February 20, 2010

Garage Kitty

Yes, I did it again. I was in the garage. No one knows when I went out there but Connie finally brought me in and when she went back out, I tried to get out again. She faked me out and headed back to through the porch and I ran ahead of her and got into the hall. She quickly turned around and got into the garage. She got what she wanted out of the freezer and when she came in, I ran between her legs and back into the garage. She said "where's my kitty" and I came right back in. Russ says there must be mice in the garage and that is why I go out there. He is right, but I am not going to tell Connie that. Apparently she does not like mice.

It was a quiet day today. Kellie came out and held me and rubbed my tummy. Other than that I just laid around in the sun. Nice to have a quiet day once in a while.

Tigger

Thursday, February 18, 2010

Back to my old ways

I really did it this time. I sneaked out of the breezeway into the garage when Connie went out to the freezer. I am sure she blames me, but who was it that left the breezeway door open?!?! I tried crying at the closed door, but it wouldn't open and no one came for me. I had to crawl back up under Russ' truck to keep warm. That brought back memories of riding to this house and then riding to town. It was very scary to think I did that when I was such a little guy. Well, apparently as it got to be bedtime, Connie missed me. I could hear her walking all over the house saying "where's my kitty" but she couldn't hear me answer her. She even opened the door to the garage but I couldn't get out from under the truck fast enough. She finally kept calling and I was able to answer her and she found me. I was so glad to see her and so hungry. I think I was gone for a long time but Connie says it was only a couple of hours. That could be a lifetime to a cold, hungry kitty. I have spent the last 20 minutes or so climbing on the computer and then she removes me, hugs me and cuddles me. She says I smell like I did when she found me in the woodpile - like oil and grease - must be from the truck. I think I will stay out of the garage. It is kind of a scary place to be. Well, it seems that it is my bedtime and if I play my cards right, I can get Connie to crash on the couch and I can cuddle next to her. I may have to spend most of the night washing my cute little body. Good night.

Tigger

Saturday, February 13, 2010

I need help!

I was in trouble again. Connie was taking a shower and the water was too hot so she stepped backwards and I was in the tub with her. She said a naughty word and then said if we had a water softener the tub would have been so slippery that she could have fallen and got hurt. Now I have no idea what a water softener is and how that could have made her get hurt. I think she makes that stuff up just to make me feel bad.

She took Shadow outside with her when she went to do wood and after Shadow did her business, Connie dropped the leash around the handle of the wheelbarrow. After she got all the wood put in the stove, she turned around and Shadow had managed to get herself free and was heading towards the swamp. She would really like to run free, but that is kind of like letting me and Chance out of the house to play outside. It ain't gonna happen!!!!

I have been sleeping in the living room with Shadow. She is such a good friend to me. She never growls at me or snarls at me. She just gets up and moves out of my way. What a friend!

Happy Valentine's Day to Remington! We got your card - that was nice of you to remember us. I am hoping for hugs and kisses tomorrow from Connie. Maybe she will let me watch the race with her, too.

Tigger

Friday, February 5, 2010

A little more trouble

I got into trouble again yesterday morning only this time it was with Shadow. Connie and I were sleeping on the futon in the living room. Shadow was sleeping on the floor not far from us. She was snoring and it woke me up. I got down and went over to her so I could politely tell her to quit it. I kind of intwinded myself in her paws and face and it woke her up. She tried to get up and I was all tied up in her legs. She knocked me over and she slipped and started to fall, but caught herself. Connie was afraid she would fall on me and crush me. Shadow was not happy with me and just left the room. I looked at it as a victory for us non-snorers. Connie told Russ about it and he wondered why I hadn't woke her up and made her leave the room. He told her from the sounds she was making, there should have been enough wood to burn for a couple of nights. Now I didn't understand any of that, but Connie explained that when a person snores, sometimes they say "they are sawing logs". OH MY GOODNESS - all I could think about was the woodpile where she found me. Did she cut all that herself? Where would I have slept if the woodpile wasn't there? So I decided that "sawing logs" was not a bad thing. I think from now on I will just let everyone in this house snore as much as they want. I have such nice memories of being in the woodpile and Connie picking me up and holding me close to her. I am such a lucky cat!

Tigger

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

More trouble

Hi

Connie thinks "Trouble" should be my name. I got caught in the sink again and when I got out, instead of getting down, I just walked over in front of the toaster and parked my cute little butt on a towel that was laying there. I was picked up and put on the floor. You know, I kind of liked that attention, so I tried it a few minutes later. Connie was not very happy, but she just told me "no" and set me back on the floor. The towel was not there - she moved it after I sat on it the first time.

So, you know I have to go with Shadow when she goes outside. I don't go all the way out with her but to the outside door. Most of the time she goes out through the utility room. Well, last night I got tangled in her feet and legs. I got myself untangled and she started up the one step into the living room and I tripped Connie who was on her way back into the house. Connie screamed or yelled something about a "darn cat" (more on that later) and stumbled around me. Shadow doesn't hear very well, but she heard that and turn around and fell off the step and rolled over in the room. We were all pretty shook up over that. That Darn Cat was a movie from when Connie was in school - a long, long time ago.

So now to more trouble, but I was saved by Shadow. I got left in the utility room last night about 9:30 or 10 and no one noticed. So about 11, Shadow woke Connie up and she thought Shadow had to go outside to do some business. When Connie opened the utility room door, I came in and Shadow turned around and walked away. I am thinking Connie might not have been too happy with either of us, but she just turned about and went back to bed.

It was very cold in the house last night. There was something wrong with a pump so it kept getting colder and colder. There were plenty of blankets on the bed so I was warm and much warmer when I was let out of the utility room! Chance likes to be covered up with a blanket, but I need to be on top of the blankets and alert at all times because Shadow might need me.

All for now,

Tigger