Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Monday, April 13, 2009
Change of subject: here's a woman who has the heart and soul of a cat and I mean that in the bestest of ways.
From one diva to another: I respect you!!
We also love this version of the same song by The Blow Monkeys from Dirty Dancing:
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Monday, March 23, 2009
Here's another flashback; this time it's done with a song.
Happy Monday everyone!
Friday, March 20, 2009
1) Thank you The Woman brought along her rattan chair. (Cause it'll have to do since little Ms. Troublemaker is hogging the bed. So small and yet so territorial.)
2) Thank you for the drawer underneath the bed in which she likes to hide. (I appreciate moments of peace and quiet and yes, that out of sight, out of mind thing works for me.)
3) Thank you that I now have four instead of two dining room chairs. (Someone of my stature deserves to have choices to suit her changing moods. Not that I'm moody. I prefer to say I have a rainbow of moods... a palette.)
4) Thank you that The Woman listens to something other than jazz! (So when do I finally get to hear her Aretha Franklin & Jacksoul CDs?)
5) Thank you for the change in food -- both wet and dry. (So what if it was intended for Ms. Pipsqueak. I am, after all, the Empress of all there ever was and all there will ever be. She'll never be more than a princess wannabe.)
6) Thank you for the new toys. (Yes, I can overlook that they were hers all along. But, what's hers is mine and what's mine is still mine.)
7) Thank you for those wonderful moments when I hear her being scolded for scratching my couch. (Where was the little floor duster raised? In a barn??)
8) Thank you for my new home and that I now see more of The Man. (But really now, boxes all over the place! Aristocat that I am, I only need two boxes for each room -- one for scratching and another one to lounge in.)
9) Thank you that we moved in with The Woman -- for the additional set of opposable thumbs. (Always good to have a back up when I'm hungry and now I have two people to cuddle with!)
10) Thank you for the little window in the living room. (The one that was all mine until the invasion of the squeaky, butt sniffing, pillow/bed hogging brat.)
11) Thank you that I now have the privilege of sharing my litter box. (What could possibly beat having to smell eau de latest offering of the little beast, whilst relieving myself? What's next? Pictures of her all over the bathroom?)
12) Thank you for the closet near the front door... that she hasn't discovered it yet. (Although I can't understand why the humans haven't set aside time to fix it up for me. Why should I have to settle for a crowded, teeny tiny piece of real estate, while she hogs my bed and pillows?)
13) Thank you that The Man had a week of normal working hours and periodically came home to visit during the day. (It upset my sleeping routine, my every routine... a kind of practise run before little Ms. ADD arrived.)
14) And most of all, thank you that my having to share my castle with the princess brat is only a temporary thing. (She is leaving, right?)
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Monday, March 16, 2009
Friday, March 13, 2009
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Enjoy the day and the rest of the weekend!
PS The woman hasn't been feeling well and we're hoping to be visiting our friends again soon.
PPS Zoolatry posted a beautiful image of Cinza today, along with other lovely kitties.
Friday, March 6, 2009
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Cinza: Do I look like I have ADD or OCD?
I prefer to say that I'm intense, thorough, multi-talented and that I zing to the sound of my own drummer.
Okay, so I'm a little bit quirky with three truckloads of idiosyncrasies. That just makes me interesting.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Here are the rules: Open a document or file folder, click on the fifth folder and then the fifth photo. Post the photo and describe it. Then tag five other bloggers.
Our humans like to go for walks with their cameras because they're both into street photography. This photo was taken last winter a few blocks away from our castle and was posted on the woman's blog seriously amused.
The woman loved the juxtaposition with the poster of this shirtless guy and all the snow, so she couldn't resist.
We don't want anyone to feel left out, so we're "tagging" anyone who would like to participate in the fun.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Friday, February 27, 2009
Enjoy! And if afterwards you're overcome with the urge to hug someone, go for it.
Oh, before I forget, Blogger was PMSing yesterday yet again. Not only did it prevent us from visiting other blogs, but it also wouldn't allow us to access our own blog!!! No amount of hissing, growling or whapping helped.
We also lost some of yesterday's comments. We're seriously considering moving our blog, but we don't know what's out there besides Blogger and our secretary isn't what you'd call a techno genius. Any suggestions would be most appreciated.
Have a wonderful weekend everyone!!
Thursday, February 26, 2009
The "rules" for this award and meme are as follows: "When accepting this auspicious award, you must write a post bragging about it, including the name of the misguided soul who thinks you deserve such acclaim. Link back to said person so everyone knows who he or she is. Choose a minimum of 7 blogs that you find brilliant in content or design. Or, improvise by including ones who have no idea who you are because you don’t have 7 friends. Show the 7 random victims’ names and links and leave a harassing comment informing them that they were prized with “Honest Weblog.” Well, there’s no prize, but they can keep the nifty icon. List at least ten honest things about yourself. After, pass it on!"
Cinza: Too bad we can't list 10 honest things about our humans because I've been keeping lots of notes!
Ms. P: (With a big sigh) Okay, back to the subject at hand, here's our list:
1) Cinza likes her greens -- plants (dead or alive) and romaine lettuce (she doesn't like iceberg or the red leafy stuff); so far she won't eat broccoli.
2) Ms. P enjoys her morning coffee straight out of the man's cup and can't understand why he isn't willing to share.
3) Cinza loves to dig in the litter box and manages to come up with a different design each time (even after the box has been freshly cleaned); she also scatters litter all over the floor.
4) Ms. P doesn't like to dig in the box and leaves her business for her staff to take care of (Cinza will run into the bathroom and cover up for Ms. P before the humans get a chance to clean).
5) Cinza won't respond to her name, but will respond to the smell of lettuce.
6) Ms. P will respond to her actual name (Patches).
7) While the humans are watching a DVD, Cinza will run into the room like her tail is on fire, open a drawer and then run out again.
8) Ms. P, on the other hand, likes to say hello to both humans before curling up on her special pillow and settling in for a nap beside them.
9) Cinza will continuously sleep for hours and hours during the morning and early afternoon.
10) Ms. P takes short naps and when she wakes up she'll say hello to the humans, inspect the castle and then find a new place to snooze.
We would like to give this award to everyone who comments on today's post, but only if you would like to participate.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
The Divine Ms. P: The woman placed these tomatoes on the table so that they could become more ripe.
A few days later they were oven-dried and most of them were used for lentil pate. (Apparently, it's surprisingly edible; even the woman likes it and she's not a big lentils fan. I never sampled any so I wouldn't know.)
She likes to experiment, so the rest of the dried tomatoes (along with some pesto) were added the next time she made crackers.
She gave me one of the crackers and I enjoyed batting it around on the floor. The little mooch ate hers.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
And then we came to Step Seven: "Humbly asked the black cat goddess to remove our shortcomings."
Since a) I don't do humble and b) I have no shortcomings, there was nothing for me to do, so I sat on top of the condo where I made eye contact with my female servant and hypnotized her into brushing me.
IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT: we've been having difficulties leaving comments on blogs with word verification because the word isn't showing up.
Monday, February 23, 2009
Cinza: While Roxy from The Devil Dog isn't a kitty, we're still sisters in all the ways that count.
I dedicate this song to my kindred spirit: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8YhTKiFEMAg&feature=related
By the way, I received this wonderful award from Fin at Housecat Confidential for Best Musical Screenplay -- The Interview (posted Friday, February 20th). What a lovely way to start the week. Thank you, Fin.
Have a wonderful day everyone!
Friday, February 20, 2009
INT. APARTMENT -- MORNING
Our beautiful grey heroine CINZA is lying on the floor in front of the balcony in a sunspot staring off into space. The warmth of the sun is making her sleepy and before long she gives in and closes her eyes.
The image fades.
INT. TV STUDIO -- AFTERNOON
OPRAH is seated on stage wearing a pink T-shirt with the face of a grey kitty and the words: "Cinza's number one fan!!!"
OPRAH (to the cameras and audience)
I'm very excited to introduce our guest -- the world renowned, no, make that the universally loved Cinza who comes all the way from Toronto, Canada.
OPRAH (to Cinza)
Cinza, I'm very honoured to have you here on my show.
We now see CINZA lying on a Boogie Mat on top of a red velvet cushion on a beautiful antique throne.
On the table next to her there's a bowl of filtered water, a second bowl filled with her favourite kitty treats, a pot of lush green cat grass, a salad dish filled with chopped romaine lettuce and a collection of colourful toys.
Thank you Oprah. I'm delighted to be here.
We've been trying for a long time to get you to appear on my show. I want to pinch myself to make sure this isn't just a dream. Then again, if it is a dream, I never want to wake up. I want this moment to last forever.
It's so hard to find time for everything. It seems the more famous I become, the busier I get.
Cinza licks one of her dainty silver paws.
So, Cinza, please tell us about your latest CD. Every time I hear it, it takes my breath away. You emote like no other. I can't believe how your CDs get better and better. How is that possible? How do you do it?
Cinza smiles modestly.
I'm inspired by life, by the little moments we all take for granted and of course I thank the great black Cat Goddess for all that I am and all that I accomplish.
What was your inspiration for your new hit?
Well, you see what happened was the man had placed a bowl of Bean and Pasta Soup on the table for the woman. I immediately jumped up on the table and marched over to the soup to make sure it was safe.
After a quick inspection I decided it was safe for human consumption, but not worthy of my more refined palate because it contained no meat or lettuce.
A few days later whilst napping, the music and lyrics came to me and I got the woman to write it all down. My new CD Cinza sings about life and love with my hit song "I sniffed the soup but it wasn't worth eating" is now available for the world's purchasing pleasure.
I noticed this album is different from all the others. Then again, each album is always different.
It's my first time singing country and western; it's almost as much fun as singing the blues. Of course I still love doing disco, opera and rap, but I need to challenge myself to keep things fresh.
My next CD will be all about drumming and will include a remix of my first big hit "Whap it, whap it good!!"
You're so versatile, so creative. I'm awed by your talent; your CDs have always been one of my favourite things.
CINZA once again smiles modestly.
I owe it all to the great Black Cat Goddess.
After we return from a commercial break we're in for a big treat. Cinza will sing her next big hit "So what if I like to build castles in my litter box." This song is also on her new CD and it's the world's first opportunity to hear it.
The image fades.
INT. APARTMENT -- MORNING
CINZA is lying in the same sunspot as before. She stretches and rolls over to her other side.
~ inspired by Fin from Housecat Confidential -- a truly creative feline
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Please stop, I have sensitive ears.
Babies are crying and milk is curdling three countries away. This is the most supreme act of cruelty to your two diva kitties and to the entire universe.
That's it you're grounded! No more youtube for the rest of this week!! If you really want R-E-S-P-E-C-T, you must stop singing and never, ever sing again.
Yeesh, sometimes she scares me.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Monday, February 16, 2009
Friday, February 13, 2009
Cinza: The woman forgot to water our grass.
Never mind that we pretty much ignore it because that's irrelevant. The point is if we were plants, we'd be dead.
By the way, here's an amazing story about Max told by his person: http://kathompson.blogspot.com/. If you haven't already met him, he's quite the character and has his own blog http://psychokitty.blogspot.com/.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Ms. P and Cinza: We received our first award. A big thank you to Tristan and Crikey, Cliff & Olivia and Jasper McKitten-Cat for presenting us with this.
Here's the explanation:
"This blog invests and believes in PROXIMITY -- nearness in space, time and relationships! These blogs are exceedingly charming. These kind bloggers aim to find and be friends. They are not interested in prizes or self-aggrandizement. Our hope is that when the ribbons of these prizes are cut, even more friendships are propagated. Please give more attention to these writers! Deliver this award to eight bloggers who must choose eight more and include this cleverly-written text into the body of their award."
We're not great at following rules (okay, so we're rebellious and allergic to numbers), but in the spirit of friendship we pass this award to the following (and yes, in all likelihood some of you probably already received this):
The Devil Dog
Faz the Cat
Missy, KC, Bear
Siberian Cats, Mishka and Milakoshka - ( A Tail of Two Kitties + 1 )
the Cat Street Boyz
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
The Princess Cinza: Whilst being brushed (one of my most fave pastimes ever!), I got this sudden urge to jump on the table and whap this timer to the floor.When the woman went over to inspect the timer she was surprised to discover that it was dead. (Duh! Of course it's dead because I KILLED it and it only took one mighty whap with my dainty little paw!)
It always made a nasty loud noise so I did us all a humongous favour and she should have thanked me, but she didn't. Oh well, all that matters is that I had fun.
At any rate, one down and three more timers to go, including the really, really nasty one implanted in the stove which goes on forever when the humans don't get their butts in gear fast enough to turn it off (which is all too often).
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Monday, February 9, 2009
Since the woman appreciates the reverently irreverent, I chose this just for her: Barbie Girl by Acqua:
She came across this whilst working on seriously amused and it's been playing in her head ever since. Now it will be forever implanted on her human brain. I like to call it the gift that keeps on giving...
Friday, February 6, 2009
Today, instead of writing about us, we would like to direct you to kitties and their people in need of our purrs.
Poor Jake has cancer. He is a very sick kitty who could use our support -- same with his loved ones.
Have a safe and happy weekend!
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Just look at me! I'm wasting away!!
Hey, could the woman have chosen a more unflattering photo???
Now will someone chase me so I can have a little fun?
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
The woman caught Cinza in the midst of inhaling my special kidney diet food on the kitchen counter. (We're NOT allowed on the counter -- EVER.)
When the woman walked into the kitchen, Cinza casually looked up and then resumed her inhaling, even while the woman was scolding her and telling her to get down!
After the little imp was removed from the scene of the crime, the woman covered my dish with a plate and left the room.
Seconds later the woman's meditation session was interrupted by the sound of a loud crash. Sure enough Ms. Short and Sassy had pushed the plate and my dish off the counter.
Did Cinza then run and hide??? Of course not. She returned to the kitchen and began to inspect the floor area surrounding the dish and what was left of the plate for something to eat.
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Monday, February 2, 2009
Enjoy your day and your week!
PS Thank you for everyone's support last week. It was a difficult time and your kind words helped a lot.
Friday, January 30, 2009
Thursday, January 29, 2009
He was a gentle, loving spirit who chose the woman when she felt she had nothing left to give. (He adopted her a few months after the last of her three kitties died; they had all gone to the Bridge during a difficult one and a half year period.)
Bashert was a street tom; the vet figured he was anywhere between two to four years old when he adopted her, but he looked a lot older because the poor guy was in rough shape. He was FIV+, missing part of his ear and fur along his back and had runny eyes and broken teeth. During their first three weeks of "bonding" she gave him ear drops, eye drops and pills.
The woman promised Bashert that she'd get him healthy again and then find him a loving home. One day while sitting on her bed a few feet away from him she decided that the time had come to consider his future options. While she was thinking about who would be a loving companion for him, Bashert got up and settled down in her lap. It was the first time he did that and she knew right then and there that he was meant to be in her life, hence the name Bashert which is the Yiddish word for "destiny."
One night the woman had a dream about a sick kitty. The next day she took Bashert to the vet. The test results indicated that his kidneys were going and the vet gave him a month to a year. It was largely because of Bashert's health issues that she learned Reiki so she could help him, and when she heard about a local homoeopath who treated animals as well as people, he started receiving homoeopathic treatments along with the care of his regular vet.
The woman still has a big Bashert sized hole in her heart that no one can fill, but she will always be grateful that this special kitty chose to share his life with her.
Writing this was one of the most difficult challenges ever. How does one capture the essence of anyone, especially someone who had so much personality? One thing is for sure, Bashert will always remain alive in her heart. She's not joking when she says that she'd like to be more like him -- a generous, loving and open spirit who gave with all his heart and soul.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
We weren't going to post today, but I've been doing my best to comfort her and it seems to be helping.
All day long I've been keeping a close watch on her. Right now I'm sitting on the woman's lap, purring and alternating between gazing lovingly at her and licking her hand as I dictate today's post.
Earlier while she was doing yoga, I would strike a pose whilst sending her healing purrs. She kept coming over to pet me and then I'd come up with a new pose and give her my best "you know you want me" look.
Anyway, the point of today's post is to remind everyone that love works wonders. If you're feeling down because you've got the January blahs, because you're missing someone or for any other reason, spread some love and open your heart to receive all the love coming your way.
It's hard work taking care of humans and now it's time for a kitty nap.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Monday, January 26, 2009
Friday, January 23, 2009
But that was on the first day. We mostly ignore it; occasionally I'll throw up in the middle of the night and sure enough the servants will find some grass in the mess.
Just to see what would happen, the woman left some lettuce next to the pot of grass. Cinza went for the lettuce.
Later, lettuce was placed next to Cinza's evening meal. She went back and forth between the two!
Unfortunately, the woman can't find the photos, so there goes the evidence.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
The fact that our woman didn't think of it all on her own is most perplexing given that she used to buy it for her previous felines.
And as for the man, well, I've been with him for nearly thirteen years. He thinks about bicycles, cameras and jazz -- cat grass is definitely not on his radar.
It's so hard to find good help.
Tomorrow: Cat grass -- paws up or down? We'll share our honest opinion.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Monday, January 19, 2009
Hope the following leaves you with a smile.
Friday, January 16, 2009
I don't much care for moves and to make things worse, repair guys were constantly coming and going.
I thought I'd found a nice safe spot away from all that nonsense and then the woman found me and had to take a picture.
Do I look happy?
Thursday, January 15, 2009
It's so cold our servant can't open the bedroom window because it is covered with ice and the pipes are making loud banging sounds. (The man kept waking up to the banging. He figured Princess Bam Bam had found a closed cupboard and was sending messages to the mother ship only to find her snoozing next to him.)
We're lucky we're indoor kitties and send special purrs to all animals who don't have homes and hope that anyone with dogs takes special care when they're outside. Our woman gets upset when she sees a dog left outside in the snow while their person is in some store or coffee shop where it's nice and warm.
In other news: Big Paw Blog is looking for guest bloggers to write articles about pets. You can find them at http://www.bigpawblog.com/.