Hey! We got a Secret Paws package today! Abby from Manx Mnews was Buddah's and my Secret Paw...and Abby was very generous! She even sent some chocolate for the Woman, and it's one of the Woman's favorite kinds. And she sent treats that I don't think I've ever had before! The Woman let us have some (heh, yeah, I'm on my back legs, standing up trying to get at them before Buddah) and they were very tasty.

Buddah got all excited because there were little mousies, and lately little mousies have become his favorote toy. He especially likes the kind that have little things inside that rattle, and these do! So he spent the entire afternoon with a purple mousie, which meant he was leaving me along, so that made me very happy!

The Man took pictures (click to see the bigger sized):








Thank you Abby and Boo and Ping and Jinx and Gracie! This was better than a birthday, I think!

:::points at Buddah and laughs:::

He thought he was so cool this afternoon; the Woman took his collar off and then went outside, and he thought that meant he didn't have to wear one anymore... A hour later she was back with a new collar, and put it on him while he was eating. He was so mad he didn't even want to finish his Stinky Goodness! She was trying to get it around his neck and he started wiggling like a fish out of water.

I tried telling him it was useless and she was going to win, but he kept trying to wiggle out of it anyway. In the end, he had a new collar on him, and I got a little extra Stinky Goodness.

But that serves him right for acting all smug and Oh-I'm-Hot-Stuff when he thought he was getting rid of it and I wasn't.

This is why the Woman says we can't have $500 to buy the kitty city. The People bought this for us last year, plus I have my Supreme Commander Kitty Tower.

But the Supreme Commander Kitty Tower is downstairs, and the other one is upstairs and there's no way to connect them. I want to have a realy really big play place like the Kitty City picture. I even reminded her that I have money of my own, but she still said no.

So I turned my back on her and wouldn't even look at her.

Then she said maybe, if I can be patient and wait until Until Uncle Sam is done bleeding them dry, that we can get a second climbing tower, and the Man can make a ramp between them, and maybe even an extra ramp down to the Kitty Klubhouse.

I can be patient, but I don't really trust a "maybe" like that...

I WANT THIS!!!

It's a kitty city!

Do you know how much fun Buddah and I would have with this? We have a nice tower, but this would be way cool. And it's only five hundred dollars! Surely we're worth five hundred dollars!

Eh, what am I saying? The People don't love us five hundred dollars worth, even though it's my money.

Maybe for my birthday...?

Every night at dinner, the Woman takes the half can of Stinky Goodness that I don't get but still want (and am not allowed to have until snack time later), puts it in a baggy, and then sticks it on top of the fridge. That wouldn't have worked in the apartment, but here neither of us can get to the top of the fridge. But once in a while her head is wedged up her butt and she leaves it on the counter, and we're supposed to show incredible restraint and leave it alone.

Yeah, right.

Tonight was a head up the butt night.

She heard me and Buddah talking quietly to each other, and she got suspicious, so she came trotting down the stairs, asking what we were doing. Like we were going to sing out "We're doing something we're not supposed to!"

Well, duh, there was a baggy with Stinky Goodness where we could get to it, and Buddah has claws, so...

You think she would learn.
You'd think.

To her credit, she didn't get all bent out of shape that we'd almost emptied the can. She just said we were bad little boys (:::rolling my eyes:::) and then she divied up what was left...and we'll still get our snack later.

This is where having Buddah is a good thing. He's still growing, so he'll need more food later, and she's not going to feed him and not me. And I bet I get a little more than usual, because she'll have to open a whole can and there's no way she's throwing half of it away.

And when we eat it all and don't fight, she's just going to say how good we are.
No, she's not on medication.
Yeah, go figure...!

Rain, rain go away
I want another sunny day
I'm sick to death of rain, you see
And if we don't get a string of sunny days, I am going to find the person at the weather controls and bite them on the knee.

You HAVE to click to biggify!

Mean people! Mean!
Kitties don't belong in showers!
Look how upset he is!
HE'S CRYING!!!!
Mean Mean Mean Mean!

Um, ok, it's totally photoshopped but it's funny...found at Cute Overload

We had sunspots all weekend, but this morning when we got up to have breakfast, they were all gone and it was raining outside. Plus, there was no warm air coming out of the warm air blowing thingies. After we ate, we agreed: it's cold in the house and we needed warm. So I curled up on the Younger Human's bed, kind of wedged into his blankets, and left Buddah to figure it out for himself.

He wandered around looking for a warm place for about an hour and a half, then decided he'd ask someone. So he sat outside the Woman's bedroom and meowed until she got up and let him in. And she told him where it was warm! Just like that. I was trying to make him think and she told him it was warm on top of the dresser where the extra fuzzy blanket is and she said she'd go turn the heat up!

If I had woken her up, do you think she'd lead me to warm AND turn the heat up? Phffft. If it had been me she would have grunted "I was asleep, furball" and I would have been annoyed AND still cold.

I stayed on the Younger Human's bed until the afternoon, and I think Buddah stayed on the dresser until then, too. We were nice and warm but I heard the Woman whining about til being cold.

Serves her right for not letting Buddah learn something on his own.

Yesterday, in my comments, Debi asked "how come you dont carry psychokitty underwear???"

The answer is simple. I find naked people visually disturbing, and just the idea of my likeness plastered against their most naked nakededity is just...wrong.

I now need to go lick some kitty crack off the floor to get the image out of my poor little head.

I can't believe I have to point out the obvious...

People. If you leave a baggie of kitty crack on the table with the rolling balls, you can be pretty sure that at least one kitty is going to get that baggie, rip that baggie open, and spread kitty crack wonder alllll over the floor.

You can be pretty sure, too, that this incident will inspire cooperation between two kitties. And when they're done rolling in it and munching on it, they are not going to help clean it up.

I think Buddah had a nice birthday. He liked his presents and he liked his dinner, and he shared both with me. You can see some pictures at his birthday page. Right now he's taking a nap, getting more energy for the last couple hours of the day...we're pretty sure the Man is going to have some shrimp, and if we're good until then, we'll get some more.

Look.



Remember the first picture? Taken last year, not too long after Buddah showed up, blowing 5 foot boogers all over the place. The second was taken tonight. Amazing how much he's grown, eh?

And today he's 1 year old. So go over to his blog and wish him a happy birthday!

Psssssst...Buddah doesn't know it yet, but tomorrow is his birthday. He'll be a year old. And I'll have been putting up with him for almost 10 months. I overheard the Woman say he's getting a couple of presents, and there might even be something special for dinner. But tomorrow, everyone go to his blog and wish him a happy birthday. I'll try to get online late, late tonight and make a sneaky post on his blog to start it rolling.

Don't tell him! It's going to be a surprise!

The Woman wants it to stop raining for a few days because she's tired of being cold.

The Man wants it to stop raining for a few days so he can mow the back yard.

I want it to stop raining for a few days so we can have some sunspots to nap in again. When it's all gloomy like this, all I want to do is sleep, but sleeping during the day is so much nicer when there's a sunspot. Even Buddah is complaining about it, like there's something I can do to make the sun come out.

He's just not intelligent enough to realize cold seeps in those windows, and he's got his butt parked by one most of the time, waiting for sun.

I really think the People need to buy us one of those special lamps that pretends to be the sun. I don't care if it's a fake sunspot, I just want a sunspot.

Is that too much to ask?

Evidently, it is...

Hey! A new kitty blog! Go say Hi to Hara and Lulu!

Last night, when the Woman grabbed me to shove that chunk down my throat, I growled at her. I mean, it was a ferocious growl that made Buddah back up a few steps and would have made him pee if I'd done it a second time. But did it stop her? Phffft. She laughed and said "Oh, you're a big brave kitty, aren't you?"

Condescending b... In any case, she got it down my throat and gave me my snack, and said, "You only have a couple more days, then you have 2 weeks without having to take it."

Well la-dee-dah, don't do me any favors now.

I was still in a growly kind of modd today, so when she was headed downstairs and I was already on the stairs, I stopped right in the middle of one and wouldn't move. She threatened to step on me, but I knew better. I wouldn't budge.

So she stepped over me, got whatever it was she wanted, and I was still there when she came back, only this time I spread myself all the way across the step.

Then she said, "Are we being a speed bump today?"

Cripes, she didn't even have the decency to be annoyed. She just grabbed the hand rail and hauled herself up and over me.

I'm growling at her again tonight, just because I can.

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BOOK NOTE: The Woman ordered more copies of my book, and usually she gets them in just a few days, but the printer informed her there will probably be a slight delay in getting this shipment, maybe about a week. So if it takes longer than you expected to get your book (in the U.S.; if you're overseas it's gonna take a while to get there regardless) please accept our apologies. They're moving all their printing stuff from just an hour south of us all the way to Kentucky. We are not thrilled...only because we're selfish.

Turnabout is fair play. Tonight Buddah was asleep and the People had bacon (ok it was turkey bacon, but that's still bacon) and I got to have a little bit. The Woman was going to give him some, too, but he didn't come downstairs, so he didn't get any.

After I had my tiny taste of bacon I sat in the Woman's lap and stared at the Man while he finished eating his dinner. I wanted to say "gimme gimme gimme gimme" but all that staring made me kinda sleepy, and I almost took a nap right then and there--with FOOD on the table.

But dang, that bacon was tasty!

I'm not entirely sure, but I think the people tried to sneak Buddah some crunchy snacks without giving me any. I was upstairs and heard the treat bag being opened verrry slowly, and I heard the Woman whisper "Buddah...come here, sweety."

Well, I was having none of that. I marched down the stairs and sure enough, she had a bag of crunchy treats in her hands. And when she saw me she looked guilty, but I didn't say anything, I just looked at her like "Hello, what are we having?" and she gave both of us some treats.

Oh, Buddah had probably already had a few, but at least I got some, too. And I'm not irritated at Buddah--heck, I'd take sneaked treats, too--but the Woman should be more fair. Really now.

• It is not fair for the Younger Human to cut up chicken when he has no intention of giving me some.
  
• It is the Woman's job to make a lap for me on demand, whether she's trying to "work" or not.
  
• We all know when the Woman is "working" she's really just surfing for kitty porn.
  
• She's talking about moving office stuff around. This cannot be allowed to happen.
  
• I am perfectly happy with where things are.
  
• The rain is getting on my nerves; there have been no good sunspots in way too long.
  
• Kitties can get writer's cramp when they have to sign their name over and over.
  
• I don't care if those are nipples, I am going to stand on one until you get out of bed.
  
• I don't think she needs those nipples, anyway.
  
• I have a new kitty friend, his name is Winston and it would be nice for him to meet other kitties.
  
• He only has 2 posts in his blog, but he's a nice kitty.
  
• I am now going to start bugging the Woman for snack, even though it's an hour and a half early.
  

Because it makes me laugh so much, I had to stick the picture of the singing hamster in my right sidebar.

'Cause, truly, we all know that HAS to be Bastya, and that's really why he can't blog very much...

You know, I really think that if the People forget to shove the chunk down a kitty's throat, then they shouldn't be allowed to just up and shove that chunk down the kitty later, when there is no forthcoming Stinky Goodness to take the sting away from having to have that thing. If I have to have that chunk of anti-biotiks, then I should get Stinky Goodness right afterwards, even if I've already had breakfast.

A Couple Of Things...

First off, Buddah is soooooo lying... None of the people ever hit him. Well, there was that incident with the door this morning, but that was an accident. He was running around like his little crackhead self always does, and he darted down the little hall between the kitchen and the living room right at the same moment the Man was opening the closet door. So techincally, the Man hit him in the head with the door, but that doesn't count. I think what Buddah was really upset about was that he wanted crunchy treats, and the Younger Human would not give us any. But I swear, no one beats on Buddah, not with a broom, not with anything.

=^..^=

I know where Bastya has really been.

He said he couldn't use the computer because his people had to use it for the creation of a thesis.

But look.

He was on tour, singing, and he didn't invite any of us to come see. It could be because he knows few kitties and fluffies have disposable incomes and we couldn't buy tickets, but still...

Will he remember us when he's rich and famous?

Sing it loud, Bastya! You rock!

=^..^=

Okay... more clarity on the book.

Easiest way thing to do is go to my my other website and look there. Under the picture of the cover of my book there are 2 links: click on one to take you to a page that tells you how you can order an autographed copy (using PayPal, money order, or personal check) and another link that says "Direct Print." That takes you to Cafepress, whom the Woman is using to print this early print run. It costs the same either way, directly from me or directly from the printer.

Later this spring, the book will go into distribution, so it can be purchased on places like Amazon.com and Barnes & Noble online. The books will be identical in content, but the one this spring will have a few stray typos corrected, and it might be a smaller trim size (the one you can get now is 6.63 x 10.25; spring issue might be 5 x 8).

A couple people were sneaky and found the link to Cafepress early, before the Woman even got a copy, and they actually got theirs before she got hers. If you were one of the few, and you wanted an autographed copy, you can send it to us and we'll sign it, and send it back to you. Or we can sign a bookplate and send that to you, and you can stick it inside the book. Just let the Woman know.

If you clicked on the Paypal button to buy one, you're getting an autographed copy. If you want it signed to someone special, email The Woman or email me and let us know. Be sure to say who the name on the order is. If your name on PayPal is Nokia LaToyota and you email and say you're Jim Bob Johnson, we won't know whose book we need to make sure has that special signature.

Okay, now I need to go make Buddah stand in the hallway and say 100 times "I will not lie about people hitting me." And then I will have to teach him other ways to get the attention he so obviously seems to feel like he needs.

Behold once again.

The Woman finally got a proof copy, and it looks good. Better than good. It actually looks better than my first book. The pictures inside are much more crisp, the print quality is higher...it's just all around spiffy.

This book won't go into distribution until probably late May/early June, but since you guys are so wonderful, you have a crack at getting "pre-publication" copies. The Woman will sit down and add it to my PsychoKitty Web Page (the place where my goodies are pimped) later today, unless she finds something more fun to do (like harvest belly lint) but for now there's a PayPal button. Cost is $15.95 + $5 (US dollars) shipping and handling...US orders will be sent USPS priority mail. International will be sent via the Slow Boat to China. Sorry, but otherwise the shipping to International would be about $20 US. If you want to spend that much, email me, we'll talk.

The web page will have info on how to order if you need to pay by means other than PayPal.

Something Of Yours Will Meet A Toothy Death is now real! Yay!

Oh, and y'all are gonna wanna read the dedication :)

Edited to add: you can get order details from here or here. The Woman let her belly lint go, and re-did the web page...