Crazy kitten in the house

This new crazy kitten in the house is not as welcome as our humans thought it might be. I have been tolerating the intrusion because I see the value in courting a potential vote. Don't get me wrong, if the little fur ball gets too close, I let him know who's boss.

Tang is still scared to death of the little guy. I'm not too sure why, he is about half our size and has a puffy tail. Who can take a fluffy cat seriously? It's like he is a fluffy toy. Maybe Tang will warm up to him soon. I hope so, because I miss my late night trips to the upstairs bathroom. Since the little one arrived, we've had to make the long trek down the 13 steps just to drink and pee. The trip may be helping my waist line, but it sure is killing my hips.

Day two of the menace

So, day two is upon us. I feel this new fuzzy addition is here to stay. Our humans are being quite sneaky. I feel this infiltration of our home might have something to do with our human's inability to pass up cute and fuzzy creatures.

They have blocked us from the upstairs bathroom. I smell wafts of stink permeating from beneath the door. I'm starting to get used to this odor around the house. Sadly, I have to admit, Tang too is getting used to the stink of our new long term friend. He is no longer in hiding.

I was kind of hoping he'd stay terrorized by my new found furry menace so I could easily take over control of the cat house. With Tang quickly back in the picture, I am sad to realize this new addition to our household will not benefit me in anyway in the upcoming election. I actually fear Tang may actually gain a new supporter, Ragamuffin is definitely of the same mentality as Tang, if you get my drift.

What the Punk?

Who is this new menace in our midst? My humans call this new addition to the household Ragamuffin. He is a terror comparable to Tang but perhaps a little more enjoyable. His one saving grace is he actually terrifies Tang to the point of hiding. Come to think of it, I'm kind of liking little Rags for the moment. Any kitty who can keep Tang in a corner can potentially be my friend.

SUGAR!

In honor of the warm weather, I have decided it is appropriate to eat marshmallows every day. My humans disagree with me, they keep throwing around terms like "obesity" and "tooth decay". They need to lighten up. What's wrong with a little sugar everyday? I think they should calm down and let me live my life.

Sushi night

MMMM...the deliciousness of sushi, how I love it. My human was extra nice to us today. She must have felt guilty that she left us alone all day because when she came home she had a special treat for Tang and me. You've got it, tuna sushi. There's nothing better.

We couldn't wait to chow down on our slabs of tuna. Both of us were having a little trouble with the big hunk of meat. Tang actually took his in his mouth and ran around the kitchen and living room for a hot minute. Our human was not too happy about that.


She finally got a clue and helped us out by cutting our fish into nice little cubes. She should know by now, we expect service. How dare she not cut our food into little pieces in the first place? What does she think we are, wild animals? Oh, no...no...no...my friends, there are no saber tooth tigers here. Though the jury is still out on Tang, he does have quite the primitive brain if you ask me, and a bite that sure does smart.

Though we are not wild animals, we definitely are not as refined as some felines I have seen while surfing the web. Check out this crazy cat, her human makes me appreciate the two I have. Jeez.

Winky no more

Thank you to all those who were concerned for my wellbeing yesterday. My winky eye has begun to heal and my vision is returning to normal. Fuzzy needs to get over her anger issues. I think she was just all jazzed up on the mallows. You've seen her with the peeps, she gets crazy. Nothing like a sugar rush to put you in a tailspin. From now on, I'll remember to steer clear of Fuzzy when she is in a mood with a 'tude. One thing I don't need in my life is more drama. I get enough of that from the humans.

You mess with Fuzz and yout get the claws

Look here Kris, you promise me an escape to a land called New York City, where there are vermin hiding in every corner for me to hunt. What were you thinking when you showed up with this poor excuse of a travel bag? Can you even fit a pair of undies in there?

If you are going to make promises, you best be able to deliver. I'm Fuzzbucket, I don't easily forget. I will keep this in mind for your next visit. You know that man you love so much? Keep in mind he's allergic to me.

I swear if you ever pull something like this again, I will blast him with a dander ball that is liable to send him into anaphylactic shock. Hear me now missy, you better bring an epi-pen along with you from now on because Bucket will have her revenge. Check below if you don't believe me.

Tang crossed me on Saturday. He stole my marshmallow when I was promised chocolate-less smores by my humans. Now he has a winky eye. I don't mess around people, I mean business. You mess with Fuzz, you get the claws. I even drew a little blood from him. Just imagine what I could do to your fur-less skin.