The human did leave the gate (or the length of fence that she pulls out to take the lawnmower into/out of the yard) open this afternoon. And then she opened the back door to let me and GretaCat out. It was some minutes before she looked out to check on us and noticed the large open area between our yard and the neighbors' yard. Happily (for her), ( Read more... )

The human told me this morning that she thought I was going to have a lot to write about today. Then she realized that all of my adventures that she had recently witnessed had been part of her dreams. This seems really unfair to me, because after she woke up she could only remember one of these adventures. It seems that she was in a worry mode ( Read more... )

I got over the fence this afternoon! The human has relaxed her supervision I was able to climb up and over while she was idly sitting in the kitchen reading the local paper. But she didn't sit idly for long. Something cued her to look outside. There was GretaCat (for once the innocent one) sitting attentively under the Forsythia bush, and there was ( Read more... )

When GretaCat and I were little kittens the kitchen counter beckoned to us like Mount Everest to dedicated human climbers. The intrepid GretaCat was the first to scale it, but I say she cheated because she actually climbed her way up using the human's legs and back. There was much screaming in our house in those days, that's for sure. I was too ( Read more... )

The human must have been in a good mood today because she let me and GretaCat play outside for a really long time. It's a cool day, so we had a lot of opportunities to chase moths and chew on various long green stemmed things, unlike all those days that are so hot we end up sheltering under the forsythia bush for most of our outdoor time. I ( Read more... )

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Evidence of kitty misdemeanors abounded when the human arrived home today. All three of the stuffed creatures from the tall bookshelves had been knocked from their perches. The black lamb was on the floor by the bookshelf, the groundhog beanie baby was on the sofa and sort of soggy, although not yet dismembered (Big Blonde seemed very eager to ( Read more... )

A couple of days ago we (okay, really the human)noticed what looked like a strange leaf stuck near the top of the fence. She looked a little closer and realized it was a woolly bear. It was remarkably still, and she began to wonder if it was dead (her first supposition) or preparing to spin a cocoon. Remarkably, this was the first time that she had ( Read more... )