This morning I had a dream that it was my birthday and we had a beautiful cake COVERED in frosting flowers. I love frosting flowers. All morning, I anticipated having some of this delicious cake. Then lunchtime came and my coworkers cut the cake without me. I got the last piece – a tiny piece from the middle that was about the ONLY piece without extra frosting. So sad. I’ve been awake for about five hours and I’m still kind of ticked off at my coworkers for ripping me off on the frosting flower front. My point? None. No point whatsoever.
Obi has been channel surfing all day. He just strolls from one window to the next, barely stopping, sometimes sighing as he leaves his perch. He had one exciting moment when a squirrel was eating bread on the sill of one of the living room windows. I had to go get Obi from the dining room to show him. He launched himself out of my arms and into the window with such force that the squirrel actually jumped. Usually the squirrels just calmly eat their treat and watch Obi pounding on the window with a “dude…glass” look on their face. That’s right, Obi makes squirrels look cool.
I’m pretty sure Obi gave himself a concussion hitting the window. We watched him for an hour – this is how long we decided was cat equivalent to a person staying awake for 24 hours. We wondered if we’d be able to notice any mental impairment caused by the impact. We wondered how many times Obi, who doesn’t catch himself when he falls, has hit his head.
Part of the reason Obi made so much noise is that he knocked our yard stick against the window and then to the floor. After he channel surfed all the way through breakfast I decided to use the yard stick for its magical purpose. I waved my magic wand under the couch and made…toys! The best thing about the magic toy making stick is that it doesn’t create new toys, but it brings back their favorite toys from wherever those favorite toys got off to.
With a little digging, I created a catnip ball, squeaky mouse ball, and milk ring from the big couch. With one sweep of the wand I produced from the loveseat a teddy bear mouse and two flat leopard skin mice. I. Am. Magic.
One of the flat mice is already back under the loveseat. This has something to do with the fact that Obi will only play with this mouse on the living room rug. If the mouse tries to get away from the couches by flying into the entry way, Obi gets him and carries him back to the rug.
The catnip ball is under the recliner.
After playing with his toys, Obi was able to settle on the dining room channels of OutTV. Both of these channels can be viewed, while napping, from the top of the bookcase.
An Oliver update: Oli has been drug free since Wednesday. He is limping a tiny bit but it isn’t getting worse. I asked him this morning if he had a fever. He declined to answer. I asked him if he has Bieber Fever. He says, most decidedly, no.
Good news for Oli — as you know, there is no cure for Bieber Fever. And you need to get over here with the magic stick and free these damn prisoners from Mouseschwitz so Callie Jean will stop eating Kleenex.
Yes, Bieber Fever is a sad thing. Luckily, Oli isn’t a tween yet. And while we would be okay with it if Oliver was gay (he does have a thing for closets), we could not tolerate a Bieber fan in the house. Never. That’s right, I said never.
Our little mousies never seem to get stuck under furniture. Clearly Kitten Thunder does not view them as a threat. Maybe they should talk to Callie Jean…there may be a sneakiness with the little mousies of which they are not aware.
OutRadio…lol. I love it. We have 8 cats and a big fat squirrel that lives in the pine trees behind our house. The squirrel most decidedly runs the show. My kitties go outside, but they stay a respectful 3-4 feet away from Fatty McSquirrel.
Its amazing how little squirrels (even if they’re fat) have such big personalities. I’ve never seen one back down from a challenge.
I like the part about how do you tell if the cat has a concussion. Considering the cat brain is the size of a walnut, it is amazing how much they do figure out.
Especially Obi who is delightfully ditzy. But deep down I think he’s smart…he’s just laid back.