Hi guys. Long time, no blog. I’ve been kind of busy lately, but I wanted to jump on here and give you a mouse update.
I have more evidence that the mice in this house are terrified of me. Remember how I told you that they freeze when I’m around and they don’t move unless I fling them around? Well here’s a lively one and I only ever see it move when Lisa is near it. Clearly it thinks Lisa will somehow protect it, like she protects Safari and me. Wrong.
I do like that I have a bit more of a challenge chasing it and batting at it. It also jumps pretty high, but it is still no match for me. Lisa keeps saying she wants to record my aerial acrobats, but can’t quite catch it with her phone. Hello. Has she not heard of a GoPro? What kind of a professional cat photographer is she? I should probably research it for her. I’m so getting into the Internet.
Speaking of obsessions, Safari has become convinced there is chicken in this canvas. I might have told him this. 😂😻
Lisa loved watching him hunt for it, but I think she figured out I tricked him. Look at what she made us do for St Patrick’s Day. I was indignant. If she thinks she can start putting clothes on us she is in for a rude awakening.
Ok. I need go bunny kick something now. Happy Caturday.
I like keeping it real, so I augment the food Lisa puts out for us by going on the hunt every day. Helps keep me in shape too. The mice around here are pretty lifeless though. I think they are terrified of me, because they freeze up when I’m around. The only time I see them move is when Lisa flings them around, which is weird, because she tells me all the time how much she is afraid of mice.
Anyway, I find them all over the house, so it keeps me busy. I especially like to get in a morning hunt and another during the night when Lisa goes to bed. Sometimes I leave them in places where she hangs out or in her handbag in case she needs a snack. Personally I don’t care for them. I mean I’ll lick them and give them a bite sometimes, but between you and me I am very glad that I don’t have to eat them.
Safari is another story. He goes for these pink sticks. I kid you not. I don’t think they are even real creatures, more like toys, but what are they even supposed to look like? Maybe we’ve just been living inside too long, but I don’t get it. He loves them though. Lisa says he’s goofy. She calls us a lot of names and I think that time she nailed him. He does have some good pounce moves. I trained him well.
He’s a really good brother. Lisa tells me I’m lucky to have him and to be sweet to him. I think she used to worry that I might bully him. When we first moved in here, everything was so new and I had to make sure he remembered that I’m in charge. We never lived in a house before and I’ll be honest with you, as wonderful as this place is it was a lot to take in at first. It’s also possible I have some control issues. Sometimes I make him move if I want to sit where he is (or even just to prove I can make him move). This used to lead to some bickering and boxing, but that’s all behind us now.
We like hanging out together and I’d say we are a pretty affectionate family. Lisa always greets us with pets and her lovey words, and Safari and I like to nose kiss and rub heads. We are pretty much always together, so mostly we do this when we wake up from our naps or circle the kitchen waiting for that delicious chicken. We also groom each other a lot. Lisa is constantly snapping pics, so we have to look good 24/7. We like to look out of the window together, play with toys, chase each other, and sometimes cuddle. Lisa goes bonkers when we cuddle together with her. It’s like her favorite thing. Ever. She tells us we are together forever. I like the sound of that.
Okay friends. I think that does it for today. Blogging is exhausting. I’m starting to get this concept of work. Time for a catnap, or as I call it a nap.