Wednesday, March 30, 2016

Semper Paratus

Like the Coast Guard, Spitty never sleeps. Not with both eyes closed at the same time, anyway.

Monday, March 28, 2016


it is now my job to hold the 
curtains open for myself if 
I wish to have a bit of sun.

Honestly, can the Human do
nothing to help me around 

Must I do everything
Where's the Justice?

Sunday, March 27, 2016

(Very Late) Sunday Selfie

I was headed for an Easter-Egg coma so I had to set the timer and all before I passed out. 
Wake me before April Fool's Day, okay?

Saturday, March 26, 2016

             Hoppy Easter, Kitties & Humans!

All I have to say is, These had best be filled with Gerber's chick-hen.

Come Out, Come Out, Wherever You Are . . .

You know, Nope. I don't *think* so. I'm doing just fine here, right where I am. Thanks, though.

Thursday, March 24, 2016

What's Wrong With This Picture?

Can you find 
a)  Withered and nearly unpalatable kitty grass?
b)  An empty Amazon box not even on the floor for my use?
c)  Random Christmas-related items haphazardly placed so as to pose a danger of falling on the kitty?
d) Food inconveniently placed so as to keep it away from the ant armies?

Wednesday, March 23, 2016

Tales of the Tail(io)

Well, as far as I can figure, Tail(io)'s first stop was City Hall, where after being refused a personal tête-à-tête with the Mayor, he ran himself up atop the cupola and undulated gracefully for a half hour or so before the pigeons arrived.

Stay tuned. Same Tailio Time, Same Tailio Channel.

Tuesday, March 22, 2016


Or something like that. Rumpled, anyway.
My Tailio's back. As you can see, it is trying to tell me something. 
Perhaps tomorrow won't be Wordless?

I'll have to see about that after I hear what he's got to say for himself.

Monday, March 21, 2016

Tailio, Tailio, Where Have You Been?

I've been up to no good, ditching this scene.
Tailio, Tailio, what have you done?
I slipped out of these bars and found me some fun!

Swish, Switch, Twitch, Swish!

I wish he'd taken me along.

Sunday, March 20, 2016

Spitty's Sorta Sunny Sunday Selfie

This picture is deceiving because, since it was taken, the skies have clouded over and it is no longer really sunny, not even 'sorta.' But that's okay, because I enjoy my naptimes no matter the weather. Soon it will be Easter break and I will have the Human all to myself for days and days and days. Maybe I can re-edumacate her a little.

Friday, March 18, 2016

Nighty-Night, Sleep Tight

Sleep well, Kitties and Humans.

I am.

Maybe tomorrow will be play-day?

Thursday, March 17, 2016

Please Don't Plan My Nip Intervention

         till after St. Patrick's Day.

Wednesday, March 16, 2016

           (Almost) Wordless Wednesday: Silent Disdain

Oh, so now she has to get her grades done. Like she couldn't have done them while I was napping. I'm losing out on playtime here, Kitties, playtimeDisgraceful.

Tuesday, March 15, 2016

Yo! E.B., Is That You?

You're early, Man. Go back to the warren and sleep for about 300 hours and then poke your head up and see if you see your shadow. If so, freeze some 4-leaf clovers in an ice cube and sing a round of Auld Lang Syne

Got that? Okay, I'm going back to sleep now.

Monday, March 14, 2016

Me & the Warms

A most wondrous side benefit of our recent colds and rains is that the Human has been much more willing to turn on the warms for me.

Here, you see my post-prandial toilette, in my comfy scratcher-polka-dot box, purrfectly positioned before the Altar of the Warms.

Sunday, March 13, 2016

I Have a Stalker

Sometimes, a Boy likes to hang out on the bed, in the messy bedroom, stare broodingly out at the rain, and think his own important thoughts.

At those times, such a Boy would appreciate someone who understands and respects his Personal Space.

But what he actually has in the real world is a Woman with a Flashy Box, following him around, relentlessly invading his private time. 

She Can't Take a Hint.

Saturday, March 12, 2016

Sunday Selfie: Thinking My (Deep) Thoughts

So things are returning to normal around here, except for that silly time-change thing. What makes the Humans think they can change time, for Bast's sake?
Honestly, the Hubris of them all!

Friday, March 11, 2016

Aaaannnndddd We're Back

Hello, Kitties! I am finally finally finally back! You have no idea how I have *suffered* here, cut off from all my friends, my Human gone for weeks [hours --Ed.] at a time, abandoned here to starve [you never missed a meal --Ed.], the loneliest boy in all the world [really, Spitty? 'cause, you know, I came home every night --Ed.].

It's *good* to be Spitty-the-Kitty again. With furiends and my Human and stuff. She promised we could visit some this weekend.

After she sleeps for 93.5 hours.

Saturday, March 5, 2016

Spitty's Short Sign-Off

Well, Kitties, here we are trying to roll Caturday Art and Sunday Selfie into one post. We are about to be absent until next Friday (can you even believe that?) because my stoopy stoopier stoopiest Human agreed to be on an accrediting team for another school about 25 miles from here. She will come home at night, but kind of late, so she tells me we can't post until it is all over. Phffft
Me, I plan to sleep through it all. There better be lots of treats and playtimes, though, or there'll be hell to pay come next weekend. Cheerio and all, my furiends.

Thursday, March 3, 2016

Chats R Us

Welcome home, Human.

I enjoy these little chats we have at the end of your work day. It's nice to hear what you've been up to there at the Education Factory and all. What I really look forward to is sharing *my* day with y---

Oops, sorry! Noises off!

Later, Gator.

Wednesday, March 2, 2016

And Stretttcccchhhhh

The Human says she finds my regular stretching routine, well, not to put too fine a point on it, "bizarre." She says her other kitties managed to stretch in one fluid motion and not two sequential positions. I say, "Honestly, Human, don't you have better things to critique?"

Tuesday, March 1, 2016