Please Pray for my Mom—She Got Into an Accident!

Hi, cats.  I am sorry that I haven’t posted for so long.  I have been busy with controlling dealing with my Mom who is turning into a flirt, the mean squirrel family outside that likes to torment me, and watching the Construction Destruction on our street.

I will post more, but right now, I am asking all of you to pray for my Mom.  She got into an accident yesterday!  Some crazy human rear-ended her while she was driving.  Mom says that she feels OK, and that no damage was done (well, not much) to her car, but she isn’t sure if she’s really OK.  So, I am worried.  I mean who will feed me if turns out that she’s hurt and doesn’t know it yet?

So, if you wish, please pray for her.  I’m going for now because that miserable squirrel who knows I can’t get it is laughing at me, so I have to make him respect me.  My next post will be about how my Mom is turning into a flirt and what I plan to do about that. Type to you later, cats.

I’m Back!

Hi cats. I can’t believe it’s been over a month since I’ve posted! I could give you a lot of excuses but the truth is that I was feeling discouraged. Mom said that most of the visitors to our site are spammers and bots. So, I thought, Why even bother posting then?

However, I missed blogging about what’s going on with that crazy Mom of mine, and everything that’s going on with my secret friends in our neighborhood. That made me decide to keep on posting even if no one is reading my blog. And, Simone reminded me that a thousand cats who are good at covering their tracks could be reading this blog right now.

So, I’m back! I’m going for now, but I will tell you about what’s been going on in my neighborhood in my next post. Until then, I hope that all is well with you, cats!

Humans Are Dumping Their Pets at Animal Shelters

Hi cats.  I usually don’t type about human affairs, but this one involves us.  People are dumping their pets at animal shelters!  If you don’t believe me, click on the link below:* 

I almost jumped the computer monitor when Mom showed me this story.   I couldn’t believe that people could be so cruel. As you can see, though, they are.  And that makes me very angry!





So, cats of the world, we need to unite.  First, we need to be very careful about choosing the humans we live with.  Second, if they try to “dump” us somewhere, we need to claw them in the face let them know how upset we are. Third, we cats who blog need to let everyone know how we feel about this issue.  I feel furious, and I’ll bet most of the other cats who blog feel the same way.   Last, the laws that govern how humans treat us need to be changed. I think they should be sentenced to years in jail. Then they’d see what life in a cage is like!

Now it’s your turn, cats.  What do you think should happen to humans who dump their pets at a shelter that is already overcrowded—knowing that those pets might be killed? Please post and let me know.  I’m looking forward to hearing from you!

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I’m Changing my Name to Tommaso!

I just heard about the cat in Italy, Tommaso, that inherited 13 million dollars from his owner. My first thought was, Finally, a human who had their priorities straight!  Mom read me two articles from human publications that told his story: The Daily Telegraph by Nick Squires, and an ABC news blog written by Kevin Dolak. The ABC article had a picture of Tommaso in it. When I looked at it, I saw he looks just like me!  So, I wondered if I could switch places with him. After all, I am a black cat with green eyes. Then I figured out that that probably wouldn’t work. I think they’d notice that I’m not a boy cat.

Next, I thought of e-mailing him and conning getting him to marry me. I gave up on that idea when Mom told me that his email address is being hidden so no one can kidnap or con him. So, for now, I guess I’m going to be Grace. However, I am posting this for you, Tommaso, in case you ever visit this blog. Tommaso, if you are looking for a wife, I am the cat for you! I’ve got to go, though. I have to continue looking for Callie. Type to you later, cats! Oh—and please pass this message on to Tommaso if you know him. Thanks!

Mom Left Me Alone With a Stranger!

Hi cats.  I was so happy about becoming famous that I forgot that it has been more than two weeks since I last posted.  I could make up a lot reasons why, but the main reason was that I was discouraged.  I’ve been typing and typing into what appears to be empty cyberspace.  That’s not fun. However, now that my our blog is famous, I am back to posting.

Since I last typed to you, nothing major has happened.  Mom and I had a nice anniversary, but then she got busy.  She worked extra hours, and when she wasn’t working, she was out with her friends.  I did not like that.  So, yesterday I prayed, God, I’m lonely here!  Could You please make Mom stay home more? I never dreamed that He’d answer my prayer so quickly!

Today, Mom and I were having a nice snuggle.  Then, one of her friends called.  She said, “I’ve got to go, Gracie,” and walked out of our apartment.   As she went out the door, I thought, Great.  Now I’ll be home alone again!  That wasn’t what happened though.  Instead, my Mom came right back with a person I’d only met once.  Since I didn’t know that person very well, I took evasive action and hid under the bed.  My Mom can be naïve, so I figured I’d check this person out before I came out to visit with them.  Her friend tried to get me to come out, but I remained under the bed.  I even ignored Mom when she called me.  After they both stopped calling my name, I thought that I was safe.

Boy was I wrong.  Mom did something that shocked me. She went into the bathroom and closed the door.  That left me alone in a room with a stranger!  I did not like that at all.  So, I huddled next to the wall and prepared for battle.   Thankfully, nothing happened.  Her friend talked to me, but I ignored her.  Then, Mom came out of the bathroom, and she and her friend left.  I was very happy to see them go.

I have to wonder:  What was she thinking?  Mom knows that I don’t like strangers.  Yet, she left me alone in a room with one! I think that I am more important than any human idea of “privacy”.  I’d like to punish her, but I know that I get in trouble when I do that.  So, I won’t do anything—for now.  However, I am going to tell God . . .

Tell Me?

OOPS, humbly ask God to make sure that she gets together with her friends outside of our home.  I’d rather be home alone than alone with a stranger!

Now, it’s your turn.  Have your human/s ever left you alone with a stranger?  If they did, please tell me what you did about that.  Then, I’ll know what to do if she ever tries to do that to me again!

It’s Our First Anniversary!

Today is one year from the day that Mom adopted me from the shelter.  Mom calls this our Adoption Anniversary.  Now, I have to tell you that it did not start off well.  She told me “Happy Anniversary.” when she woke up but did I get any more attention than that?  Nope.  She rushed around the apartment, and then left me alone for over eight hours so that she could work.  All I could think was, This is a horrible anniversary!

I’m happy to say that that has changed.  When Mom finally got home, she smiled at me.  Then, she gave me three new toys.  I’m not sure if I like the big rat-like toy, but I do like my two new balls.  Best of all, she gave me my favorite chicken and salmon dinner.  So, I think I’ll keep her—for another day at least 🙂 I’ve got to go, though.  That chicken and salmon dinner is calling my name!








I Got to Watch Mom Park Today!

I have just seen one of the funniest things I’ve ever seen—Mom’s attempt to back into a parking spot on our street.  And, she doesn’t know that I saw her 🙂

This began when I saw her car go by the window.  I was happy to see her, and figured she’d park in back.  She didn’t. Instead, she decided to try to back into a parking spot on our street. Mom usually avoids parking spots like that.  So, I was very surprised when she decided that this time she’d try to park there.

I won’t go into all of the details, but here is a summary of what happened.  First, she had to go around the block so that her car would be facing the right way.  Next, she tried to line her car up with the curb.  That took a while.  She had to get out of her car three times to see where she was before she figured out how to park it. While doing that, she almost ran over one of our neighbors because she didn’t see her trying to cross the street.   She stopped just in time, though.  I’m glad she was able to do that.   I don’t want my Mom to end up in jail!  I have a feeling that they don’t allow cats in there.

Finally, after at least four tries, she got the car parked right.  By then, I was laughing so hard that I almost fell off the window sill. I managed to calm down in just enough time to greet her as if I hadn’t seen her parking disaster.  However, just thinking about this is making me laugh.  So, I’m signing off for now. I’m laughing so hard that I can’t type anymore!

More Things that Mom and I See Differently

In my last post about my secret world, one of the things I talked about was how Mom and I see things differently.  Now, I’m going to describe more of the differences in how she and I see things. I am posting this for the cats, and especially the kittens,  who think they are crazy because they don’t see things like their human/s do.  I want to let you know that you are not crazy.  You just see things differently from your human.  That is normal, since cats and humans are two different species!

Here are some more of the things that we see differently:

She sees:  A cute little bird hopping along the ground.
I see:  Dinner.

She sees:  A sweet little bunny rabbit.
I see:  A sit-down dinner for four.

She sees: An adorable squirrel.
I see:  Again, dinner.

She sees:  A nice neighbor
I see:  A threat to our territory.  And, since I see everything that goes on around here, I know that neighbor is not as nice as Mom thinks she is!

She sees:  A poor, pathetic stray cat that she’d like to help.
I see:  That mean cat that talks trash to me.

She sees:  A scruffy, raggedy looking cat.
I see:  Herb—the heartthrob of our neighborhood.

She sees:  That nice guy who always says, “Hi,” to her.
I see:  A two-legged tomcat in heat!

Now cats, I’d like to hear from you. What do you and your human/s see differently?  I’m looking forward to your posts!


Quick Update

I just wanted to let everyone know that I didn’t claw Mom.  After I typed my last post, I heard a familiar, “Pssssssssst, Grace?”  It was Angelina.  She is a very nice cat who has a home but gets to go outside.  I went to the window and talked to her.  She’s a good friend, so I told her everything that happened yesterday.  She was very sympathetic.  However, she told me that clawing Mom was a bad idea.  When I asked why, she told me that a lot of the cats I see outside lost their homes for doing that.  Then, she had to go.

I didn’t want to lose my home, so I didn’t claw Mom.  I did something even better.  I made her feel guilty!  I acted scared of her and looked at her with big sad eyes all day today.  It worked so well that she said that she was sorry that she had to take me to the vet!  I’ve got to go, though. She’s home, and I’m going to see if I can use this guilt thing to get some treats!



She Got Me—Again!

I am ashamed to type this but that Momma of mine got me—again! I thought that after the trauma I inflicted on her during our last visit to the torturer veterinarian, she’d never take me to him again. I was wrong. And, she was sneaky!

I knew something was up when she took out the cat carrier. And, when I heard her talking to one of her friends about my “needing my shots,” I took evasive action.  However, when nothing happened, I figured that she’d given up. So, I came out and was nice to her. Then, that woman did one of the sneakiest moves I’ve ever seen a human do. She took out a can of my favorite food, chicken and salmon dinner, and opened it. I should have known it was a trick. When I smelled that dinner though, my taste buds screamed, “Salmon and chicken. Yesss!” So, I ran and got the food.

Well, I think you cats can guess what happened next. As I was enjoying my treat, she grabbed me and shoved me into the cat carrier. And, off to the vet we went. I did everything that a cat can do to avoid a veterinarian encounter. I yowled. I cried. And, when we got into the examination room, I refused to leave the carrier. I clung to it so tightly that her efforts to get me out of it didn’t work. I even managed to cling to it when she held it upside-down and shook it. I thought she’d give up, but she didn’t. She and the vet managed to get me out of there. Then, it was torture time complete with shots! I was not happy.

Right now, I am biding my time. Also, I am eating the rest of that chicken and salmon dinner that she’s giving me for being such a “good girl.” I will pretend to be just that . . . for now. I know that she’ll have to go to sleep sometime! Then, she just might end up with a mysterious scratch or two on her arm. Right now, though, I’ve got to go. I hear the refrigerator opening. Type to you later, cats!