Busted!

I got busted big time today. A couple of weeks ago mom decided to try and put up a Christmas Tree. Dad said they haven’t had a tree up since 1999. That’s because Uncle Opie broke a couple of the bottom branches and mom had to wire them up. That’s the year that the day after Christmas the tree came down. Opie was always climbing to the top of the tree and batting ornaments ‘til they fell. They tried a test run a couple of weeks ago. Of course I was VERY interested in what ma was doing. I waited until the tree was up and her back was turned. Hey! Who knew tree climbing was so much fun? Anyways that lasted for a day until they got wise to me and shortened the tree up and put it on a table that I can’t jump on. Drat!

Until….. Today mom was working in the kitchen doing the dishes, and I figured a way to get on top of the table. She thought she heard a weird noise and went to investigate. Shhh…. I hid in the tree and watched her walk around looking for me. Just as she left the room I made a BIG mistake and a couple of glass ornaments touched and made noise. Man I was so BUSTED. It took her a few minutes, but she figured out that I was jumping on the top of the litter genie and lofting myself over to the table. Needless to say she moved the litter genie. Now if I could get her to stop clipping my nails I might have a chance to climb the drapes and try jumping into the tree. Hmmmm something to think about. We are going camping for Thankgiving next week..... just maybe I will grow enough that I can jump high enough to get on the table when we get home.

Later,
Oscar The Naughty Kat

P.S. Who is this “Sandy Paws” dude? Mom said I better straighten up or he’s not bringing me any Christmas gifts.

My trip to the Circus

I am SO disgusted with mom and dad today. Yesterday mom made an appointment for me to go to the Circus. I was so excited! Mom even trimmed my claws. I thought that it was funny that she was playing in my litter box this morning. It turns out that “Circus” is code for veterinarian and she was digging in my box for a sample for said vet. I still can’t believe that dad went along with it and didn’t warn me. Ugh. Dad had to go into work early and couldn’t go with us. I really thought it was because he is afraid of clowns.

Ma suspected that I had ear mites and she was right. My uncle Sebastian had that problem. I was very VERY well behaved while the tech cleaned my ears, and during my two shots that I had today. Well one shot I had to have injected twice because Mom said that “I screamed like a little girl” and flinched. I only remember crying a little bit. Ma likes to tease me. I know she means well! I also have roundworms and had medicine shoved down my throat. Glad to be home again. I have to go back in 2 weeks to see Dr. Getson the head clown I saw today. I am currently laying under mom’s brooder lamp looking for sympathy.
Later,
Oscar the Kat

Happy Belated Halloweenz

Oops I was so busy helping mom fix the dishwasher yesterday that I forgot to post. Well I call it helping mom called it hindering! I was going to go trick or treating with "The Ladies", but my costume that ma made would not fit me any more. Jez have I really grown that much in 3 weeks? Guess I did. Good thing mom took a pic. I was going as "Super Kat". Instead of candy I got a bag of my favorite catnip, chicken and cheese treats, and a couple of new catnip pouches. I promised that I won't rip them apart and leave them for dead. I'm told that the catnip thing I got from my Uncle Opie. They say he was a mean drunk.

I also helped mom make the new sign for my tree house. Once again.... I call it helping mom called it hindering! Who knew that embellishing could be so much fun? Dad used one of ma’s old 45 record holders and built ramps, a couple of perches and made a bed area on the top for me to sleep on. He even donated his camo snuggie for my bed. Now I have a place to go to when Ava and Zoe visit. Mom even had dad hang one of my flamingo’s she crochet for me. I love to beat him up! I even have my very own bathroom hidden in the back, so Ava won’t play in my litterbox. Sometimes I wonder what is wrong with that girl!

Oh ya I forgot to tell you that I am 3 months old today. Mom and Dad tell me that I am growing like a weed. But then again they tell me that my eyes are all googly and that I have a marshmellow belly. Jez louise I'm not so sure about those two. At least life is always an adventure with them!

Later,

Oscar