Hello, I'm Huey

Hello. My name is Huey. Lizzie and Tipsy are in trouble because they got to fussing at each other over a new cat that showed up a few weeks ago, so neither of them can get on the computer. The Mistress said I could, though. So here I am. I don't really know much about the new cat situation because I stay in the office. Why would I go outside where there are noisy cars and people when the office is so much quieter? It's also cool in the summer and warm in the winter, plus our food, water, and litter box are here. Our fluffy beds are here. Why would I leave such a haven? The other cats don't understand. That's okay, though, because it means I get the office to myself for most of the day. I can hear Lizzie begging for computer time right now. She loves to get on the computer- I think she might be addicted. She plays games on here a lot- I can always tell when she's playing Angry Birds because she gets really loud and cranky. Tipsy plays a few games when she gets on, mostly Plants vs Zombies. She says it's a great defense strategy game. I usually just watch cat videos on YouTube. Molly doesn't bother with the computer- he prefers to be outside, hunting and stalking in the grass. He's quite a handsome cat. Very lion-like. And very fluffy. Keeps disappearing for lengths of time though- he calls them hunting trips, but Tipsy seems to think he's doing something else. What she thinks he's doing instead, I don't know, but she's a strange one so I don't put much stock in what she says. It's not any of my business what that tomcat's up to anyway. I can't think of anything else to type (I don't know how Lizzie does this every week) so I think I'll end it here. Have a nice Sunday, blog readers.

Plan Failures

Lizzie here! Unfortunately, that new ginger is still hanging about. My plans haven't been...well, they haven't been going quite as smoothly as I had hoped. One of my first plans was to frame it by making a mess in the Grandparents chairs out on the front porch. It was a fine plan, sure to work, until the Mistress walked by the door and saw me making the mess...I didn't get any treats that night. I thought my next plan was failure proof. I planned to get a skunk really mad and have it spray the ginger. No one likes skunk smell, so everyone would be sure to chase the ginger away! I didn't realize I was messing with a baby skunk, though, and the momma was right behind me...the Mistress wasn't too thrilled with me after that. I certainly wasn't thrilled with the end result of my failure either. I got a tomato bath. It smelled really weird, was nasty and wet...and my fur looked absolutely horrid afterwards! I STILL smell tomato on me. Maybe the big guy who does some work for the Grandparents will mow the lawn tomorrow and I can roll in the freshly cut grass. My final attempt this week was quite fantastic. And by fantastic, I mean fantastically the worst failure I've had since I started my campaign to rid our home of the strange ginger. I decided to chase the ginger into someone else's yard and have them take it in. The chase was going good until it doubled back and shot into the office. Huey made a huge fuss and was flying everywhere, so it was hard to find out where the ginger disappeared. Mistress started gathering us up for the night shortly after, and that stupid cat was still inside! I stayed outside. Yes, outside. No way was I going to go in there with that ruffian. I had decided to sneak into the big house and spend the night with the Mistress. That didn't go so well. I got caught and the Mistress put me into the office. Where that ginger was still hiding. I didn't sleep a wink that night. I woke up to the Mistress petting it and giving it TREATS. Ugh, I don't know how to get rid of this creature. It's very sneaky. I have to think up some better plans and quick, so I'm off to research! Later!