KattyCat, Christmas decoration.

I have been told that i'm the prettiest Christmas decoration - i tend to think that it's quite true. I mean, everybody's commenting on how beautiful i am, so why wouldn't i think it's true ?
The problem with being a Christmas decoration, is that i didn't get a Christmas present - it comes with the function it seems. OK, so it's been snowing a lot just before the holidays, and the Christmas shopping was kind of cut short, and i was promised to get a new scratching pole in the new year, as soon as the snow melts. But i still suspect it has to do with "the sale", and the fact that i always show more interest to Christmas wrapping than to Christmas present. Yet, is it acceptable ? Where is my new pole ? Why am i not being spoiled rotten as a beautiful girl like me should ?
Well, the parents got slankets, so i guess it's not all doom and gloom on the Christmas present front - it's SO soft to sit on them those days, i can't get enough of it. Like right now, i'm upside down, dreaming, all curled up on a soft chocolate brown slanket (and yes, i can sleep AND tell you all about my life at the same time). If that's being a Christmas decoration, can i do just that all year long ?
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KattyCat, not jealous.

My mum's mum - i guess that would be my granny ? - anyway, my mum's mum's cat - is that my auntie ? - has had babies - are they my cousins ? Gosh, cross-species families are complicated.
Anyway, 3 kittens.
Very cute.
No, no, i'm not jealous of their cuteness, i mean they ARE cute, that's a fact, and now i'm even showing them on my blog, sharing my fame with them, so there, i'm not jealous.
But seriously, what is there with kittens and humans ?
I mean come-on - a mature lady like me is the best companion you'll ever have. I'm smart, playful, self-sufficient (apart from the catnip bit, yeah, yeah), AND, last but not least, I AM BEAUTIFUL.
So why are they all cooing ??
Yes, my cousins are cute. They live in the french countryside on a pink fleece. Yes, everything kitten is super cute, and maybe everything french too.
I was once a kitten you know, i was once cute too.
And now i'm just plain BEAUTIFUL.
And not jealous of the attention that all the kittens of the world get.
Not one bit.
So, stop looking at them, because in this place, it's ALL ABOUT ME.
All right ?
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KattyCat, busier than a bee.

So many things have happened lately, i have been the busiest cat ever.

I mean, for a start, the Da Birds seem to regenerate so quickly, i feel like i'll never managed to keep them under control. As soon as i eventually manage to kill one of those feathery things, here you go, another one appears. Thankfully, i'm a brave scottish cat, and i'll fight the invader with all my might. I don't think i will ever tire of this war. Mummy insists it's just a game to keep me fit - but let me tell you, she has no clue. General KattyCat will win over the ever renewing Da Birds !

Oh, and the humans have decided that i needed some hard brushing to get rid of my winter fluff - i mean COME ON, i NEED my heavy coat for those cold scottish spring nights, now that the radiators are off ! So i'm learning new kinds of meows to make sure mummy understands when enough is enough. Damn brushing, it really spoils one's nap. And i don't see the problem with a few hairballs, even when they come through the other side... er... well... you know... Anyway. What happens in the litter box stays in the litter box. Well, most of the time that is.

Oh, and mummy has started a new season of "i need to get fit, let's do gym with my wii" - oh dear, i mean, doesn't she know that her belly is just perfect as it is - soft and comfy, perfect for a tired cat to sleep on. What if she looses all her fat and her comfiness ? So i've been feeling that it was my duty to interfere, and ask for food, catnip, play, or even just a cuddle when she's huffing and puffing with her hand weights. I'm not being annoying, just supportive of my mummy's current figure. I really don't see who could blame me.

All of this, plus the birds to keep an eye on, especially on the sunny spot in the morning, i'm telling you, i'm way overworked.
It's hard work to keep on top of so many things.
Yet, i can't wait for the season to heat up, with the "spot the open window" game coming up soon.
I think i really, really like spring time.
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KattyCat & the writer's block.

Mummy's breakfast on the table - CHECK
A laptop - CHECK
A sunny spot with a cushion - CHECK
Adventures to tell the world - CHECK
Catnip to trigger inspiration - missing.
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KattyCat, playboy kitty

I think my humans have no clue about privacy.
I mean come-on, i do show them my belly, but it's because i love THEM, and it's not for the whole world wide web to see !
Yet, time and time again, they take pictures of me in ANY kind of positions possible.
Look at this one for example - this was a PRIVATE bath time on the sofa, while i was high on catnip and happy with life - why does it end up on this blog, i don't know. There are things a little cat cannot control.
(sigh)
There should be a law for cats to own the right to their image.
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KattyCat, sun worshipper

I think spring is back !
Oh i love spring, the sun, and the birdies singing all day long.
Oh happy days coming up !
Sleeping on my cushion on the window seat all day long, only to be woken up by the feather things on the trees, or the feather thing in the living-room.
This is THE life.
Playing, sleeping, watching.
Shame my humans are a bit stressed at the moment - too much work i've heard them say, it makes them cranky and quick to argue.
Can't they see that all of this doesn't matter when the sun is BACK !
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KattyCat, all by herself.

They've done it.
I'm still in shock.
How could they ?
Leaving me ? All alone ? For 3 WHOLE NIGHTS ?
That's not fair, that's not allowed, or that shouldn't be.
Oh i know, they've sent Auntie J. to give me food and play with me everyday. And i have to admit, Auntie J. is super nice, and she has REAL birds at home, so hopefully i can visit her sometimes and have a nice close look at her buggies.
But still, can you imagine ?
NOBODY to sleep on at night ?
NO lap, NO belly, NO play-time before bed, NO cuddles in the middle of the night, NO NOTHING !?
I have to find a way, i have to make sure this doesn't happen ever again.
I can't have my heart broken another time.
Nobody leaves Katty in a corner.
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KattyCat, on the hunt.

Oh my god, a bird has entered the flat.
I think it's on a string, and it does disappear quite mysteriously inside a cupboard when my play time is over.
But when it's around, flying back and forth, IT IS THE BEST THING EVER !
I've managed to catch it a few times, and i love it so much it makes me growl and hiss - don't even think of coming between me and Da Bird.
Seriously, kitty friends, get one. This is fabulous.
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KattyCat should know better than to say: "Fontaine, je ne boirai pas de ton eau".

I've been given this strange thing today. Weird. They've put it next to my water bowl. I'm not sure what i'm supposed to do with it - it's rather noisy and there seem to be water flowing through it. I don't like water. I'm scared of water. Well, except the water that's in my water bowl, of course.
I heard mummy say something like "come on chachat, try your water fountain!" I have no idea what she was on about. I mean, is she really thinking that i'm going to drink from SOMETHING ELSE than my water bowl ? I mean, come on, i love to see my humans slaving away mornings and evenings, neatly cleaning my bowl, and filling it with fresh water. Why would i need something that doesn't require any human's help twice a day ?
I mean, my humans are ALWAYS at hand twice a day.
Well, i guess if they were planning to go away for a short time, that'd be different.
But don't be ridiculous, surely they're not going away. Surely they're not planning a week-end without me - surely not. Come on. I've raised them better, they wouldn't dare.
So there remains my question: why the silly plastic noisy watery thing ?
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KattyCat, neighbourhood watching.

I got this for Christmas.
A bird feeder.
You see, i live on the 3rd floor, so i can see the birds nesting in the trees, or feeding from the backgarden. But they don't come near me.
Oh, i'm not shortsighted - i can observe quite well from my high tower.
Still, birds just behind my window, i have to say that my humans had a brilliant idea there.
So far, not so much has happened - the grand-parents spotted a couple of blue tits when they slept in MY playroom the other week, but i haven't been that lucky.
But i'm waiting.
It's been snowing again, they're bound to want my food.
They're bound to come to me.
In the meantime, a squirrel is building a nest in the big tree, and it's quite a thrill.
Seriously, i love day-time TV.
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KattyCat loves GrandPa.

The grandparents are back for the week-end.
It's christmas all over again.
And i'm the baby jesus, the christmas tree, the wonder, the centre of all the conversations.
I'm not sure there's anything better than being a grandcat.

KattyCat & her personal trainers

Well, once again, i'm puzzled by my humans.
I mean, no more than a week ago, they were concerned that maybe my tummy was a bit too large. (maybe). And they've started to use the string more than usual, to get me moving.
I thought that was all good.
So good indeed, that my exercise sessions are the new best thing on earth ever.
I can't get enough.
And here they are, all concerned that i don't run to my food when they're back at night, or that i don't seem to care for catnip in the morning, or that i don't even want to jump on the sofa at any time (even when daddy's busy with his laptop - that's usually my clue to go and climb all over him).
No, all i do is standing by my bedroom door and meow for more play.
And more.
And more again.
I just want to chase the string.
What's the problem with that, i thought i was being a dutiful good cat !
Seriously, those humans, they're so queer !
(and i've seen mummy shuffling some old toys to grab that silly panic mouse she bought last Chritmas - well, i say, i do not care for exercise without a personal trainer, and will REFUSE to play with the panic mouse. Just like i did for months last winter. Who's ever heard of a cat without a personal trainer ?!)
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KattyCat, getting self-conscious.

More and more people are commenting on my belly.
It seems that perhaps, there is a possibility that i may have put on a little bit of weight in the last year.
Hm, not much.
I mean, humans, think of it, when you put on a kilo, you don't over-react, do you ? It's not the end of the world, is it ?
So, why should i worry ?
Just for a little wee small and insignifiant kilo ?
I know the vet said that if i was continuing to "grow", i would probably have to go on a diet. I know.
But, is it my fault if my humans are often too busy to move a string ?
I mean, i do not want a diet: i want a daily work-out ! With string, hair-bands and christmas balls !
More food, more play !!
(if my humans read this - especially my daddy - could you please help with the moving-the-string part ? Those "belly" comments need to stop - it's never good for a girl's self-image. Thanks !)
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KattyCat, upside down.

This is an example of the radiator bathing technique.
Mummy's working from home today as she's waiting for a parcel, so the heating is on and is powerful - a real treat !
Instead of trying to learn to turn the heating on by myself, maybe i could find a way to make one of my humans stay home every single day ? Cuddles + heat, that'd be a winner !
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KattyCat & the invisible mouse.

There's a mouse under the floorboards.
I can hear it.
I can smell it.
I can almost see it moving.
I know my humans think i'm being silly, staring at the floor for hours, ears pointing towards a spot then another.
But let me tell you, after over a year of silent and perpetual watching, i caught a mouse. That was a couple of months ago.
A wee black mouse.
The silly thing didn't survive the encounter, so i've been told. It seems that real mice are more fragile than toy mice... oh well, how was i to know ?? It was my first ever catch !
And ever since, i've been even more vigilant.
I know there's another mouse.
Just under my nose, below the floorboards.
I'll wait for you Mouse, i'll never stop my watch.
One day, yes one day, i'll get you.
(or your sister)
(or your friend)
(or just your tail)
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KattyCat's new year's goals

I've been told i'm supposed to take new year's resolutions. Like becoming a better cat or giving-up catnip. As if i wasn't the perfect cat already.
But thinking of it, although i AM the perfect cat, i don't have the perfect life (yet).
So here are my 10 goals for the year to come:
1. Catch the string in 2010. Once and for all.
2. Get my humans to get up in the morning. May need to design new strategy.
3. (Pretend to) learn to fetch.
4. Avoid vet at all costs.
5. Find way to paralyse my humans when they sleep. Tossing and turning mean that i can't sleep on their belly all night long. This has to change.
6. Learn french. Well, maybe. I already understand "chachat" and "ma Katty" - do i need anything else to understand Mummy ?
7. Learn to turn the heating on when my humans are away.
8. Learn to open windows when my humans are away (not in the winter though, this one can wait for the summer).
9. Catch more moths than last year. And maybe another mouse.
10. Get my grandparents to move in forever.
If i can achieve at least #4 in 2010, i think i will call my life perfect.
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