Vacation...

I guess I get them too. Although, since I'm a cat, and a very indulged one, I'm always on vacation. It's kind of like how my person's parents are retired.

So, for the last couple weeks I've been hanging out with my person's parents. I get to hang out in the yard. I really like "my" white lilac tree. And it's the best when it blooms. And there are trees to climb. I also really like to roll in the garden when the dirt is nice and soft.

Part of our vacation was spent at the lake. I like it there. It's so quiet and I can lay on the step of the motorhome or in a lawn chair. The only annoyance was Boo, this dog camped next to us. She would come over and try to visit. But I'm not really fond of dogs.

My Nemesis

My person has this thing. It's boxy, and makes clicking sounds when she taps it with her fingers. I hate it. When it's on her lap, I can't be. And she doesn't like it when I walk across it, or try to lay on it. Right now, she's tapping, and she keeps pushing my paws out of the way. I don't understand why she finds it so fascinating. It doesn't do anything. No purring, no kneading, and it never gets fed. Oh, and my person really hates it when I chew on it's tail.

Cold and Snowy

It's been very cold and the white stuff keeps coming down. I haven't had the urge to go out for awhile now, but the other day my person opened the back door and I stepped out for a few minutes. There was snow on the patio, so I didn't stay out long. Instead I've spent most of my time curled up in my favorite, fuzzy, fleece blankets.

Tree in the House

It's time for the crazy people to bring trees indoors. And they're not very useful trees. The one my perosn has is so prickly and scratchy, and you can't climb them. What's the point? The only good things are that I now have another bowl of water to drink from, and all kinds of dangling, shiny things to pull down and play with. Now if only my person uses lots of that curly ribbon stuff. I love to chew on it!

Vacation

I just got home from spending a week with my person's mom. The dad was out of town, so it was just the two of us hanging around the house. I got to climb trees and help rake leaves. And then, there were the long hours sleeping in the rocking chair. I really didn't want to come home even though I did miss my person.

A new place.

I've known something was going on for awhile now. First, all our stuff moved into the garage at the parents' house. I had some good hiding places. Then they started moving stuff around and some of it disappeared. Then my person left. But last night the parents brought me here, to this new place where all our stuff is and my person was so happy to see me.

It's going to take some getting used to. There are new cabinets to explore and I don't think I'm going to get to go outside as much. But my person's here and that's what really matters.

Where'd it all go?

Our stuff is gone! It's been a very weird few days. I was happy at the parents' place. My person was here after being gone for a long time. Things were good. then she disappeared! The next day the parents people put me in my crate in the car and drove a long time. We went back to my person's home. But it was different. There were boxes everywhere and my food and water dishes were not where they're supposed to be. And my litter box was gone! The next day, more people came and they started moving all the stuff out of our house. That night everyone slept on the floor. It's just too weird.