Yeah, I know, Buddah posted this picture, too. But I wanted you all to see it--look what I have to put up with!



That's my comfy chair, and my space to nap. It doesn't matter that he was up there first today. It's mine! He didn't even ask permission to get up there. I walked into the living room and there he was, snoozing in my space. He has no respect for personal property, none at all.

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...

This is the real fireplace; it has real flames, and a blower built in that spits our warm air, kind of like the warm air blowing thingies that are in the ceiling. This is TONS better than that fake fire thingy. It gets a lot hotter and makes the whole room nice and toasty...and as you can see, the Woman put my Gizzy quilt on my bed and set it right here the warm airs hits, so I'm all set for winter now.

Oh, and I am not playing here. I am self-medicating.

There's a difference.

And ignore those clothes holder thingies...the Younger Human has some laundry to pick up, but until he comes to get it, Buddah and I are lounging on it so that he takes home a lot of Max and Buddah fur for Butters the Dog to smell.

We're considerate that way.

I do enjoy that spiffy rug I'm lounging on while I nip out. The people put it down the other day and it stinks a little, but it's a lot nicer to roll around on than the floor. It's nice when they finally do something right.

Doods.

The other day I was a little bored, what with having the lame people that I have...they weren't doing anything interesting and they weren't paying attention to me, and I had already taken my 3rd nap of the day.

I needed something to do.

The Woman has her butt plastered to the new sofa that's supposed to be my new bed, and she was reading something on that reading thingy she has that shows books but doesn't look like a book...so I plopped down on her lap and started reading with her.

Doods! She was reading about this really cool cat named Homer. Homer looks like Buddah but he's way more awesome (ok, to me...the Woman disputes this, but what does she know? She's thinking with that puny human brain...) I mean, Buddah can see and he doesn't do half the stuff Homer can do. Homer doesn't even have eyes, and he can jump straight up and catch a fly in the air! I won't do that because I don't want to have to eat flies, but Buddah can't.

Homer is just 23 kinds of awesome, and if you haven't read his book yet, you have to.

Oh, I should point out that Homer had his person write the actual book, but I think he did that because 1) he can't see the computer keys to type, and 2) it was probably good for her. You know, people need to stop and think about how important we are, and I think Homer's person totally gets it.

If I had thumbs, I'd give it two thumbs up. Make your person go out and buy this book for you. Seriously.

Your fake fire...it does not amuse me...

There the Woman goes, rubbing more yellow stuff on the walls. I'm not sure why; the walls were a perfectly acceptable shade of brown before but apparently this is what she does when she gets bored. You know, she could be making a lap for me or baking chicken and real live fresh dead cow, but no...

The only good thing about it is listening to her tell Buddah over and over "no no no no no..." He wants to help, but she's not letting him. He ran through the room and flicked his tail against a wet wall and now it's got white on it (she rubbed the walls with white first. WTH?) This bothers him a lot, so it amuses me.

I was even more amused when she held him down and tried to clean it off, but it's not going anywhere... That's what you get for trying to be helpful.

Doods.....dooods, you are not going to believe this. Tonight there was a kitty in our back yard that looked just like Victor Tabbycat. Buddah noticed him first and went to the window, and they played chase from the kitchen window to the library windows and back again, and when they ran back to the kitchen window Buddah shouted out, "Hey! Are you Victor? Did you transport over to play?" He scrambled to try to get the window open to let him him, and he yelled out for me to come see, but you know what the Woman did? DO YOU?

She marched up to the window and banged it and scared that kitty away.

How very, very rude of her. I mean, what it if was Victor and she scared him away so bad he never comes back? Buddah was all excited to see a friend kitty instead of a Rude Outside Evil Introoder Kitty, and the Woman just chased him off like it didn't matter.

Victor, dood, if it was you I am very, very sorry that I have such a Rude person. I think we woulda had lots of fun playing in the house, especially since the Woman was busy rubbing yellow stuff all over the walls.