They’re Talking to Me Again!

Hello cats.  I’m here to report that those cats who were ignoring me are finally talking to me again.  Here is what happened:

Yesterday, I heard a familiar, “Pssssssssssst . . . Grace!” at the window.  It was Angelina!

I was so happy to see her.  I’d been ignored for days.  So, I said, “Hi Angelina.  It’s so good to see you!  I’m so glad you’re not jealous like those other cats.  They are so mean.  They haven’t talked to me for—”

“Shut up, Grace,” Angelina interrupted.

I almost fainted.  Angelina is always nice to everyone.  So, much to my surprise, I shut up.

Angelina continued, “Grace, you made Callie cry when you bragged about your “fame”.  She wanted to talk to you about the home that she’s been hoping for.  Now, she thinks you are too famous to have anything to do with her.  And, the other cats think you’ve forgotten where you came from.  It wasn’t so long ago when you were out on the streets and starving.  When you were out there would you have appreciated someone bragging about her web site?”

“Errrr . . .no,” I mumbled.

“Well, that what you did to them.  There’s only one way that you are going to have friends again.  You are going to have to tell them that you are sorry for being such a braggart!”

That did it.  I growled and said, “There is no way that I will apologize to them.  I am famous.  I don’t have to apologize to anyone!”

Angelina rolled her eyes and said, “Fine, Grace.  Don’t apologize.  I hope you enjoy being alone.”  Then, she left.

At first, I was mad.  But then, I remembered the cat who bragged to me about how great her home was when I lived on the streets.  And, I remembered how much that hurt.  So, after some thought, I gritted my fangs, went to the window and yowled, “Oh all right!  I’m sorry that bragged so much.  That was wr . . . wr . . . well, you know what I mean.”

At first there was silence.  But then, all of the cats turned and looked at me.  I was so happy when they did that that a tear rolled out of my eyes.  Then, Herb said, “OK, Grace.  We forgive you.  But keep that bragging about your web site to yourself!”

“O-kay,” I mumbled.

Then I heard Cilly’s voice, “And another thing, Grace.


“Do us all a favor.  Don’t sing!”

I pretended that I didn’t hear her, but I did.  I’ll get her later though.  Right now, I’ve got to catch up on what’s been going on in the neighborhood. Talk or type to you later my adoring public, errrr . . . cats.


No One Is Talking to Me!

Cats, you are not going to believe this.  No one is talking to me!  It all started when I told every cat that I talk to outside, especially That Hussy, about how famous I am now (in case you’re just starting to read my blog, look at my 10/21/11 post about the cats outside of my window to see the descriptions of the cats I am talking about).   At first, they were happy for me.  So, I told them that from now on they had to treat me like the star that I am.  That seemed to annoy them.  So, just to remind them of how important I am now, I started singing, “I am famous . . . oh so famous . . . oh so famous as famous can beeee—”

I didn’t get any further than that because all of them hissed at me.  Then they turned their backs on me!  I figured that they were just jealous, and would get over it.  They haven’t.  The last few days have been the loneliest of my life.  Even Priscilla the Pest and Callie the Kitten haven’t visited me. I don’t understand their reactions—do you?  If so, could you please tell me why they are treating me this way?

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!

I’m Famous!

Cats, you are not going to believe this.  I am famous.  Mom just found out that my blog has been mentioned by Franny Syufy at  I usually don’t thank humans, but thank you, Mrs Syufy.  I really appreciate your mentioning my blog. May God Bless you for doing that!  And, you are right—it doesn’t flow smoothly.  So, I am going to change that.

From now on, I will post once a week about what’s going on with Mom and me.  I will try to achieve that flow that the other cat blogs have.  And, I will do a separate post once a week about what’s going on with the cats in my neighborhood.  As always, please feel free to comment!



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!








Oh No, She’s Cleaning Again!

Hello cats.  How are you?  Hope all is well with you.  It sure isn’t with me!

Mom has been cleaning for the last four days.  This has been a horrible time for me.  She used that thing she calls the vacuum, but that I know is the Cat Killer, twice.  And, she found my secret stash of toys.

I will post more later.  Right now, I’m going back under the bed.  This cleaning is too much for me!

The Cats Who Live Outside of my Window

OK, cats.  Now, I’m going to finally tell you more about the secret world outside of my window. Today, I’m going to talk about the cats that I am friends with.  Naturally, Mom doesn’t have a clue about this. I have typed about some of them before, but I want to tell you more about them.  Here are the names and descriptions of the cats I talk to the most:

Herb:  Herb is a good looking cat, and he knows it!  He has beautiful ebony fur like I do.  And, he knows how to sweet-talk a girl.  So, it’s no wonder that I thought of him first!  Herb is one of those cats who like it outside.  He says he loves his freedom, but I think he likes to be free to flirt with all of the female cats in our neighborhood.  He’s funny too.  He says things to me like, “Come away with me, Grace.  I will show you a new world and love you forever.”  When he says that, I just laugh at him.  My experience with a smooth-talking tomcat taught me not to believe in promises like that.   However, when Herb’s not hitting on me, we have some really nice talks 🙂 And yes, I like to flirt with him.  I’m fixed, not dead!

Trixie:  Trixie is a beautiful black and white cat, who has a home and gets to go outside.  She is my best friend.  We gossip about the other cats and humans in the neighborhood.  And, we laugh about the silly things that our humans do.  Best of all, we figure out how to make our humans do what we want. I love her, but I don’t like it when she flirts with Herb!

Angelina:  Angelina is a pretty calico cat, and she’s nice too.  She’s another cat who has a home, but is allowed to go outside.  Angelina has a way of coming along when I need her the most, including the times when I get into fights with Mom.  She always gives me good advice, and talks me out of clawing Mom in the face.  Sometimes I think Angelina is a cat angel!

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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!