Keeping Up the Pace

Ah was so happy the uther day when mom got up and about the house. Pipi and Ah start running around, keeping up the pace with mom.

As she gets down to the kitchen, Ah start to chase Pipi and she chases me back, and we're so happy that mom's is up and about. Ah did mah slide across the kitchen floor and banged mahself against the door, conquering that rug one moar time.

And then Ah lost track of mom. Where'd she go?? !!

Ah decided to go awn upstairs. Ah didn't think this would be, but Ah stepped hesitantly into her room, one paw ahead of the uther and Ah looked upwards towards her 'beddie bye', stretching mah neck.

Could it BE? She's back on the beddie-bye?

Yes, she waus. Ah guess then it's back on the beddie-bye mahself.

Regardless of how excited Ah waus to be running around all over the house, Ah climbed back in to be with mom and settled in for a snooze.

Opted Out

Princess is usually quite responsive to the simple phrase: "can you give me a massage?" She comes right over, most of the times, and starts to knead my stomach. (But you've seen those videos.)

A couple nights ago though, not so much.

Even though I begged for a belly massage, Princess's attention was somewhere else.

She opted out as she became absorbed on the movie playing on our TV screen.

"2001 A Space Odyssey". Her little face and ears pointing right at the screen, completely fascinated.

Cabana Cat

Mom brought in this thang, a whale back you see. And Ah took the liberty to presume that it was for me (well, Pipi too Ah suppose... ).

Ah took eenstant ownership of it. Becohze, you see, it's got four legs to it, and it creates a naice space where Ah can lounge. Awl on mah own. Ah believe they call it a "cabana" in uther terms.

And so, Ah always go there, and lay underneath it.

Mah own personal cabana.

[Video accompanied. It's a corner decorative table... ]

YouTube key words: princess diaries cats Gabriel cabana - just uploaded.

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Runnin' Enterfearance

Ah tale ya, Ah trah to do mah best. But sometimes? Mah best isn't good enough.

Yesterday eeevening, Ah saw the storm gathering again between Pipi and mom in the living room and this time, Ah decided Ah waus gonna trah and get in between them.

Even though Ah steel dohn't understand whah it is that Pipi fands it so necessary to do what she does where she has to go mom's couch where she sits and makes a mess. But Ah do know it makes mom upset and mad and she ends up yellin' at Pipi.

So, this time, yesterday? Ah saw it coming and Ah prepared mahself. Ah saw mom coming from the kitchen right about the time when Pipi was sniffing around the couch where mom sits. So mom took on momentum, charging from the kitchen. And so did Ah, so did Ah. Ah ran towards Pipi: "Pipi! Honey? Whaat are you DOIN? Don't you remember this never ends up goood??!"

Pipi turned for a moment and then realized mom's coming at her fast.

"HEY! HEY!!! ", mom bellowed.

Ah deed mah best. Ah tried to shield Pipi but Ah guess it deedn't do any good. Pipi ended up running in her guilty-as-hell style again... As mom, now bah the couch, picked up the flyin' thang again. And here Ah waus, running after Pipi, traying to make sure she'll be okay... when the flyin' thang crashed right behand Pipi's butt.

Hale! Ah gawtta go too, naw! This is too muuuch...

Ah lost steam bah the fifth step above mom and looked down at her, between the railings. Ah looked down at the flyin thang, it waus now in a few different pieces.

Hhmmm... how did it do that? Ah looked carefully at the wreckage and studied mom's face.

"It's okay.. You're out of it, don't worry", mom said to me. Ah came down but then had to go check on Pipi for a whale becoze she wouldn't come down. So it was just me and mom on the couch then.

:(... [the 'flyin' thang' NEVER hits Pipi.. I make sure of it, okay? ]

Ratting On Pipi

Hah, y'awl.. You know, Ah keep vigil on mom whenevah she locks herself in the small room [trying to get some privacy!!??].

So Ah camp it out right bah the door, waiting for her. [He's outside the attached bathroom door, in the bedroom.]

So she opened the door and looked right at me. Ah guess she noticed mah worried look. Ah do confess mah eyes were bigger than usual as Ah looked up at her, made direct eye contact and then turned mah head to the direction of Pipi over 'dere. Mom didn't seem to miss a beat on that one.

Yeah... Ah guess Pipi waus doin' sometin' she wasn't supposed to be doing, so Ah figured Ah had to tale mom about it. Ah mean, what else waus Ah gonna do? She looked right at me as she came out the door. So, upon seein' mah head turn so sharply, mom looked over to discover Pipi rummaging inside her open drawer 'dere bah the 'beddie-bye'...

Aw well... Ah mean, Pipi had no clue she was about to get busted red-handed, she was so beesy picking through all the thangs mom has in there, she had her back to mom.

"HEY! WHAT are you DOING?!!", was pretty much a foregawne conclusion, Ah tale you. No fuss no muss, though, all Pipi does is jump down and flies out of sight.

[...yeah, Ah do sound pretty lame and awl... becauze Ah guess Ah am.. Ah don't laike cawnfleect, really...]

Can You Make This Work?

I was 'downstairs' in the kitchen yesterday wanting to drink some water. So I extended my paw all the way just so, just like Googie does it. Googie has taught me that to drink the water properly? You have to tap it with your paw so it can do the 'bubble-bubble / glug-glug" noise. [After all, this is a water-cooler style dish we have here.]

So, I tried desperately to make it bubble down, extending my front paw out, over and over again but it wouldn't work. I tried doing it in front and then from the back of it.

I got frustrated and ran "upstairs" fast to get Googie.

"GOOGIE?? You gotta come down and help me with this! I can't get it to WORK!! ", I urged him.

Googie came downstairs with me, almost missing a couple of steps in his hurry to help. Ran right directly to the water bowl. He tapped it just so with his paw, looked at it carefully. So he looked back at me: "It's working, Pipi.. just go ahead and use it, don't worry."


[Pipi doesn't know how to make it 'work' - she stuck her paw completely outside of the bowl, by its rim. Googie, however, knows to tap it around the cooler-to-the-bowl rim. She really did run upstairs and got him to come down and help her.
You may find this hard to believe - but you've seen similar videos - including water-cooler video of how Googie does it. Check out this site and/or YouTube keywords: princess diaries cats Gabriel water cooler ]


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A Jumpy Snooze

I was laying by mom's side the other day, lounging in bliss with my eyes closed, purring away. I love our lounging time together and I just let myself go and snooze by her side. Not easy for a high-strung cat like me to do, even.

Then that 'phone' thing made its noise and she picked it up. Okay, I thought, I'll just continue snoozing my way into bliss.

My bliss began to be rudely interrupted. Mom began to go crazy again, yelling: "STOP IT!, STOP IT!!". And every time she yelled, I jumped a little, never losing my position or opening my eyes. I knew this wasn't for me, really. I didn't bother to jump down the bed and far from it. But I jerked every time she yelled to "stop it".

(Someone else was in trouble.)

[Princess has the ability to discern when momma-cat yells and it's not for her, even though it's right next to her ear.]


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The Bad Cat Syndrome

This will be much more fun to describe from little miss Princess' perspective:

All things considered, I'm really happy in my life. I follow mom around most of the time, I love Googie, he loves me, we love our dinners together, and I love to walk all over mom when she's on her 'beddie bye', before I give her my massage. So this is our routine, pretty much. Oh, and I always make sure to be "downstairs" to greet her when she comes in, regardless if Googie is there or not (he's a little slow on the take but that's okay..)

There's only a couple of glitches to this domestic bliss... Well, there's the part where mom goes and tries to sit on the couch... That's when I get nervous... I see her try to sit from afar, as I'm usually finished with my dinner in the kitchen and then walk over and realize.. well, that she's not gonna be happy when she sits on my pi. I just keep forgetting.

Anyway, it's gotten to the point that I don't even wait to be yelled at, or chased, or see the 'flying thing' thrown in my direction - I just high-tail it upstairs; real fast. But the other day, mom stepped it all up. She began to throw the 'flying thing' at me but then would start to laugh hysterically as she saw me fly myself out of the way. And she DID this two or three times in a row! I just couldn't believe it. Here I was thinking I was gonna be served my dinner, but instead? I was being chased by mom, laughing like a mad woman. It finally ended, thank god... She told me "it's okay, it's over - come and get your nummy-num now, okay?" So I felt safe enough to step back into the kitchen; she stroked my head and then served me my dinner.

But now? Every time I see mom start to laugh at me?? I stop in my tracks, my eyes start to get real wide, and I anxiously study her face, her every move to try to figure out: IS SHE gonna start acting crazy again? IS SHE gonna start chasing me with that thing? DID I do something 'bad cat'???

[Not always a Princess-like charmed life... Sorry! ]

Hitting the Liquor, 'er Catnip Cabinet

Exactly three nights ago, I shut the lights out to go to sleep without incident. Until I began to hear an unidentifiable sound coming from somewhere below... a low banging noise. For a while, I thought it might have been someone at the door even.

I decided I was not gonna investigate, I figured it must be something the cats are doing.

It sure was, allright. Woke up the next morning to find the kitchen cupboard OPENED, Gabriel standing nearby, apparently keeping watch.

"Pipi!?? Pipi honey? She's HERE!", he looked up anxiously toward the opened cupboard. And then what do I see? Princess Pipi jumping down and disappearing from eyesight in her usual guilty-as-hell, speeding bullet style.

I looked in to find catnip strewn everywhere, all over the cupboard and underneath on the counter. She had managed to open up the cabinet doors and get into the one sealed pouch of catnip I had stashed in there.

And she used HIM for her look-out!

(For the second time in a year, Gabriel has suffered a scratch on his eye, most certainly as a result of their catnip-frenzied fights; fortunately, this time there was no corneal scratch and it didn't cost me $210.00 like last time!!)

Rabbit Kitty

It is by now obvious to me that Princess has taken ownership of the rabbit - the fake toy rabbit sitting by the foot of the bed.
As she was lounging on the bed again, upon my calling out "Rabbit Keeety!", she took her cue and looked at the rabbit and even anxiously followed it back and forth as I held it up for her.

"It's mine! Isn't it?!!", she seemed to be saying.

Now every time I call out to her with a 'rabbit kitty?', she just shows up. She likes being 'rabbit kitty'.