The ladies were here again yesterday. Can you believe they have two toy box’s and a big tub of markers, crayons, and coloring books and they choose to sit in MY cat bed and play with MY kat toys? Geeze Louise! Here Ollie is telling Ava that she BETTER be putting my new kat toy down and vacating my bed because I am getting mad.
Not only were they in MY bed they were fighting over MY cardboard box. The fighting got so bad that Ma had to go get another box so they could both have a box.
I have never heard such a commotion as when they used their litter box. Ma kept saying YAY and clapping her hands! Hmmm… she never does that when Ollie and I use ours. Hey. We also never get treats like they did when we use the box. I tried to use their box, but I couldn’t fit my big butt in it. Oh well I guess I will keep using my own box for now.
Ma put our beds in the alcove so we can lay in the sun and look outside. Yay! Spring is on it’s way! I can’t wait until it’s time to go out and garden with Ma. Ollie is in trouble because Ma put a small fan on the mater plants and Ollie the big goof stuck his head in the green house and chewed down two mater plants. Ma was really mad at him!
Me I have been trying to be really good. I have been trying to “help” mom sew. Ma keeps saying “Oscar, Oscar, Oscar”. I just know that she’s glad that I am helping!
Later,
Oscar the Kat
Hello, I know. I know it’s been a while since my last post. Ollie has been nothing but naughty! He pulled mom’s celery plants out of the dirt and chased them around until mom caught him. She was sure mad at him. Dad has now built a door for the pantry so we are locked out unless we are supervised. Thanks a lot Ollie.
Then Dad bought her a cheap indoor greenhouse because she is going to double the garden size this year and needs more maters and jalapenos and other assorted green stuff.
I do like "helping" mom put away groceries when she gets home from shopping. Shh don't tell her, but I am really looking for my treats! Ma you did buy me treats right?
I had to go to the circus last week to get my shots. This year I saw a different clown and her name was Dr. Dommer . I was pretty pissed with her at first. Then Ma yelled at me for hissing at the “Vet Tech” and Dr. Dommer and I decided to behave. Well actually the Dr. threw my towel over me and gave me a massage and rubbed my chin until I settled down. She thinks that I am “Artistic”! Ma told me that she said Autistic not “Artistic” because I was bottle fed and missed learning things from my furry mom and that’s why I get over stimulated easy. Dad said mom and I are both nuts.
I also have to go on a diet. Apparently 11.4 pounds is too fat. I don’t have a hourglass figure. Pfftt
Later,
Oscar & Ollie the Katz
P.S, I am SO SICK AND TIRED of snow and sleet! I wanna get out in the garden with mom. I like laying in the dirt watching mom. I also like to poop next to the compost pile!
