It has left! Not, 'it is here' or 'it is leaving' but IT HAS LEFT. Very official this time. It is gone....
Solo has a home with a family an hour and a half away. He was kinda fun.. but he's gone now. He's history. *sigh*
Anyway... I've nothing more to say beside that.....
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Friday, May 18, 2012
What A Relief
The kitten is leaving. The furry little fuzzball of (nonexistent at this point) fleas. Yes, Solo has found a nice home with a lovely family. You'd think I'd say something snobby like 'What A Relief!' or 'Finally! That thing is leaving!'- but this time, I'm polite. I am truthful. I like that little fuzzball of (nonexistent) fleas, he's a pretty cool kid. This morning, I had a great time playing with him. I'll miss the little rascal.
And that is where the mushiness ends!
On the other hand (paw), I'll have all the kitty attention again! That may mean more torture.. but more attention is worth it! The little mongrel has been soaking up the attention with his baby charm- you know, everybody likes babies.. they're "irresistible".
I swear, it's like two people trying to upload their one-hundred-fifty pictures on flickr at the same time and one is sucking up the bandwidth! No, it's not that bad... but I'm still little happy that he has found a home elsewhere, I know this will sound bratty, but I like being in a one-cat-one-dog-six-people household.
[notice I did not say two-cat-one-dog-six-people household]
I'm so happy that the kitten is leaving, and it will be once again a one-cat-one-dog- (well, you get it....) household, that I shall compose a poem about it!
I am a single cat.
Like a single child.
My family consists of mostly children,
Which not at all are mild.
I live in a house on a street,
Most likely, just like you.
All of the people who come to the door,
I very politely, greet.
I am a single cat.
Much like a single child.
My family is large with many kids,
Non of which are mild.
My rules vary depending,
On my mood at the second,
But today, my new rule, is
Out with the kitten!
(I'll give it some time to pack and leave)
I am a single cat,
In a single house,
With a single family,
(Luckily) with not a single mouse.
I'd like to say right now,
That Solo has to leave,
I'm also going to say,
He is my pet peeve.
I will post again in a day or two!
I hope you enjoyed this post!
~Jasper
And that is where the mushiness ends!
On the other hand (paw), I'll have all the kitty attention again! That may mean more torture.. but more attention is worth it! The little mongrel has been soaking up the attention with his baby charm- you know, everybody likes babies.. they're "irresistible".
I swear, it's like two people trying to upload their one-hundred-fifty pictures on flickr at the same time and one is sucking up the bandwidth! No, it's not that bad... but I'm still little happy that he has found a home elsewhere, I know this will sound bratty, but I like being in a one-cat-one-dog-six-people household.
[notice I did not say two-cat-one-dog-six-people household]
I'm so happy that the kitten is leaving, and it will be once again a one-cat-one-dog- (well, you get it....) household, that I shall compose a poem about it!
I am a single cat.
Like a single child.
My family consists of mostly children,
Which not at all are mild.
I live in a house on a street,
Most likely, just like you.
All of the people who come to the door,
I very politely, greet.
I am a single cat.
Much like a single child.
My family is large with many kids,
Non of which are mild.
My rules vary depending,
On my mood at the second,
But today, my new rule, is
Out with the kitten!
(I'll give it some time to pack and leave)
I am a single cat,
In a single house,
With a single family,
(Luckily) with not a single mouse.
I'd like to say right now,
That Solo has to leave,
I'm also going to say,
He is my pet peeve.
I will post again in a day or two!
I hope you enjoyed this post!
~Jasper
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
And the truth is revealed...
The truth is revealed. I am a dog. No, not really, that isn't the truth that is about to be revealed, it is this:
The black mongrel (temporarily called Solo, instead of 'kitten') is... cute.
Even if he thinks the dog is his mother, and he tried to nurse off of him without success.
There, I said it... and it's true... I played with him today. I even gave him a scratchy-cat-tongue-lick right on the top of his head, randomly.
The black mongrel (temporarily called Solo, instead of 'kitten') is... cute.
Even if he thinks the dog is his mother, and he tried to nurse off of him without success.
There, I said it... and it's true... I played with him today. I even gave him a scratchy-cat-tongue-lick right on the top of his head, randomly.
Photo credit Gypsy Forest
See? How can he not be cute?
I think I went too far with that last comment... but anyway, hopefully, we have found him a home. They say we can't keep the kitten because him and I will start peeing to mark our territory- who thought up that stupid idea? The last time I heard two cats peeing in any other place but their own litter box (which is absolutely horrifying) is when they got kicked out of it by the other cat! And clearly, Solo- or I- would never do such a thing. And anyway, about the peeing to mark territory thing.. we wouldn't have to mark our territory in the first place because it is all, obviously, mine.
I think it is terrible, the things that humans assume about cats. I mean, a guy walked in the door, and said, 'even the cat's greeting me!' and he laughed. Do people assume that cats aren't polite? Oh, and they say, 'oh he's probably nice because he isn't too smart!' but you know what? If I hissed at the kids, or anyone who tortured me in their casual way, or bit them, I would get in huge trouble and sent to my room, while the kids would pretend to cry! Such lies are absolutely ridiculous. I do not hiss, scratch (intentionally), or bite because I will be punished. And I'm too nice.
Well that just about wraps it up for the day!
~Jasper
Tuesday, May 15, 2012
Oh. My. Gosh.
My grandmother brought home a thing.
It is black. It is barely over one pound. It is fuzzy. And worst of all, it has brought an army of fleas. Luckily, Sid (the dog) and I are on flea medicine so we won't be infested as he is. And he purrs oh my goodness he does, he purrs and purrs and purrs all day long! When he's eating, pooping, playing, being pet, groomed- but he stopped for one moment when he was being bathed. And it isn't the fact that he is purring! It is the fact that his purr is bigger than him!!!!!
I swear it is like darth vader, and.. and his fleas are like his army of clones!!!!!! They're coming for us!!!
I'm done being dramatic now. That was yesterday... but today, I've decided that he is pretty... interesting. I've been watching him like a hawk, I even played with him. He doesn't smell as putrid as he did yesterday.. He was absolutely filthy! My mother wiped him down with a white rag, and his filthiness turned it gray. Goodness. At this moment, I am sleeping with him. Well, not with him.. I am a few inches away.... he isn't as vicious as I thought he was.
Those three lovely pictures were taken by my grandmother, or as known on the web: Gypsy Forest.
I hope you enjoyed todays post!
~Jasper
It is black. It is barely over one pound. It is fuzzy. And worst of all, it has brought an army of fleas. Luckily, Sid (the dog) and I are on flea medicine so we won't be infested as he is. And he purrs oh my goodness he does, he purrs and purrs and purrs all day long! When he's eating, pooping, playing, being pet, groomed- but he stopped for one moment when he was being bathed. And it isn't the fact that he is purring! It is the fact that his purr is bigger than him!!!!!
I swear it is like darth vader, and.. and his fleas are like his army of clones!!!!!! They're coming for us!!!
I'm done being dramatic now. That was yesterday... but today, I've decided that he is pretty... interesting. I've been watching him like a hawk, I even played with him. He doesn't smell as putrid as he did yesterday.. He was absolutely filthy! My mother wiped him down with a white rag, and his filthiness turned it gray. Goodness. At this moment, I am sleeping with him. Well, not with him.. I am a few inches away.... he isn't as vicious as I thought he was.
Photo credit Gypsy Forest
Photo credit Gypsy Forest
Photo credit Gypsy Forest
I hope you enjoyed todays post!
~Jasper
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
The Wizard Of Oz
Hello, how do you do? I am doing well. Yesterday was crazy absolutely crazy!!! My mom left the house at 7:45 (AM) to get to the auditorium for 'The Wizard Of Oz' production, then she did a rehearsal, and two plays for the schools, then my grandmother picked her up at 2:00 (PM) and then, dropped her back off at 5:45 (PM) for the 6:30 show. Some of our dear friends came from Lafayette, to watch the show, they all loved it! I was very upset that I wasn't invited! Though, I've got the whole movie memorized see?
"Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high,
There's a land that I heard of
Once in a lullaby.
Somewhere over the rainbow
Skies are blue,
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true.
Someday I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far
Behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Away above the chimney tops
That's where you'll find me.
Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly.
Birds fly over the rainbow.
Why then, oh why can't I?
"Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high,
There's a land that I heard of
Once in a lullaby.
Somewhere over the rainbow
Skies are blue,
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true.
Someday I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far
Behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Away above the chimney tops
That's where you'll find me.
Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly.
Birds fly over the rainbow.
Why then, oh why can't I?
If happy little bluebirds fly
Beyond the rainbow
Why, oh why can't I??
Beyond the rainbow
Why, oh why can't I??
I would love it if you could actually hear me sing it, but I'm afraid I don't know how to work a camera.
The weekend has just flown by for me, how about you? Has yours flown by?
Well, I'm sorry for the shortness of this post :P
Too-ta-loo for now!
~ Jasper
Friday, May 4, 2012
*sigh*...I despise ferrets....
Hello.
I've had an eventful few days. First, my Uncle Sam returned from his school, and stuff, but what I really wanted to tell you was my terrifying experience with vermin!!!!!
So, this is what happened, My uncle's friend came over last night and brought this hideous creature that everyone loved. They said it was kind of like a cat- I was extremely offended by that! They called it a ferret, they said they wanted one- then... they discussed what my most likely reaction to that would be.... Then, they did the most unforgivable thing to me. They brought me to the ferret!!! I couldn't believe what was happening! Everyone knew I wasn't going to hurt it, so they held me, and let the ferret sniff me and climb on me! It would take three years of bathing to get that smell off of me, I swear. I'd hate to smell it with the stink gland. Anyway...
So what did I do when it sniffed me? Well I hissed at it! duh! Then my mother rescued me, she dramatically swiped me off of my feet and laid me safely in her room, gave me a treat and told me everything was fine, and that a "13-pound-cat, like me, doesn't need to be afraid of a not-even-1-pound, two-month-old, ferret." She kissed me and left.
Have you ever been traumatized by a ferret? If so, I feel your pain. My uncle laughed when I was afraid of it, but I swear!! It had teeth!!! (sharp ones!!)
Of course, this wasn't the only situation that I was terribly afraid of something much smaller than me... I was once afraid of a miniature dachshund, and a pug, and- well.. a lot of bigger things too, including the vacuum and the broom.
Have you ever been so scared in your life? If so, please comment below and share your experience!
See you later!
~Jasper
I've had an eventful few days. First, my Uncle Sam returned from his school, and stuff, but what I really wanted to tell you was my terrifying experience with vermin!!!!!
So, this is what happened, My uncle's friend came over last night and brought this hideous creature that everyone loved. They said it was kind of like a cat- I was extremely offended by that! They called it a ferret, they said they wanted one- then... they discussed what my most likely reaction to that would be.... Then, they did the most unforgivable thing to me. They brought me to the ferret!!! I couldn't believe what was happening! Everyone knew I wasn't going to hurt it, so they held me, and let the ferret sniff me and climb on me! It would take three years of bathing to get that smell off of me, I swear. I'd hate to smell it with the stink gland. Anyway...
So what did I do when it sniffed me? Well I hissed at it! duh! Then my mother rescued me, she dramatically swiped me off of my feet and laid me safely in her room, gave me a treat and told me everything was fine, and that a "13-pound-cat, like me, doesn't need to be afraid of a not-even-1-pound, two-month-old, ferret." She kissed me and left.
Have you ever been traumatized by a ferret? If so, I feel your pain. My uncle laughed when I was afraid of it, but I swear!! It had teeth!!! (sharp ones!!)
Of course, this wasn't the only situation that I was terribly afraid of something much smaller than me... I was once afraid of a miniature dachshund, and a pug, and- well.. a lot of bigger things too, including the vacuum and the broom.
Have you ever been so scared in your life? If so, please comment below and share your experience!
See you later!
~Jasper
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