Adoption?

So Mom came home today to cheerfully tell me that the adoption is final and the sisters are staying!?!?!?!

Why is she so cheerful? They're ruining my peaceful kingdom, using my toilet box and STEALING MY FOOD! Evidently, Minnie is on a diet, whatever that is, but it means my dish isn't always sitting there with food in it for me. Bummer!

Well, working on trying to make them realize I'm the king of the house, but they're not falling into line. Thankfully, once Mom is home I can go out and sleep in the warm grass.

On the bright side, I can lord over them that they can't be outside with me. They have to sit inside and watch from the perch. I understand when my back was turned, Maui broke Mom's screen and escaped. Unfortunately, she didn't get lost and was waiting on the front steps to come in.

Me, on my perch

Minnie, on my perch

Maui, on my perch

Later!

Monster

Update on my kondo

THERE ARE STRANGERS IN MY KITTY KONDO!

I got to peak into the room last night, Dad let me. There are two strange cats in my house! I do not approve, I don't think. The black one seemed nice until the big one hissed at me. I left quickly after that!

I'll do more recon tonight and report in.

Later!

Monster 

(Mom's note--he now has two big sisters. The first two meet and greets through the door were not stellar. Will be working on introducing them slowly. Mister is not impressed with me even if he is lonely!)

Maui

Minnie

Strange doins

So a few sleeps ago, Mom washed the floor of my 'kitty kondo', which she also calls the laundry room.

Then she moved my toilet box and bought new beds.

Now suddenly I'm not allowed in my kondo and there are new smells and sounds coming from it.

She also has the door fixed so I can't get in (I'm a good door opener, you know).

What is she up to?

Any suggestions on how to get the door open?

Let me know and I'll let you know what is going on once I get in there myself!

Later!

Monster 

Bye Bitsey

Mom took my sister away this week. She's been no fun lately, we couldn't play because she couldn't walk anymore.

I'm not happy about this, I'm glad she is, and I quote mom here, "In a better place and out of pain" but I don't like that she's gone.

I don't like being alone. I miss her, even if we couldn't do anything more than sleep together in the cat bed.

Mom's talking about another cat. I don't know about this. What if this new cat isn't like Bitsey? What if she is? 

I'm in a bad mood, so here are some great pictures of my baby sister, may she rest in peace. I know I'll see her again at the Rainbow Bridge.

What is with water from above?

I would like someone to tell me why the water can't stay in my dish and feels it necessary to fall on me. I want to roll in the dirt and once the water falls, I can't until the heat lamp comes back and gets rid of the water-dirt. Mom calls it mud and doesn't appear to like it any more than I do.

Glaring isn't helping. It's not a good week.

Later!

Monster