The Cheezits: Colby and Cheddar: cat toys

Thursday, May 8, 2008

Cheddar to the Rescue!

Today, I saved Colby's life! We'll maybe not, but he sure was panicking! He snuck in Mom's room to get on the bed again (he's good at sneaking), but Mom didn't know he was in there and when she came out, she closed the door!

And then...she left! She and Alex (that's the youngest boy human) went to the doctor's office because he hurt his ~~paw~~ hand. And they were gone for over an hour.

So Colby was meowing, and I went over to the door to help, and I tried to get it open by bumping against it and pushing on it, but I couldn't! Still, I stayed right there, meowing right back at Colby to let him know I was there.

Then, Mom came back, and she wondered why I was meowing. She picked me up, and Alex opened the door and let Colby out! Colby was so excited, he started running all over the house!

I think Mom felt bad, because we had CHICKEN for a snack! MMM. Nom Nom Nom. I love chicken!

Hmmm. Maybe I can get Colby to lock himself in again...

ˆCheddar

Colby,
exhausted,
rests
after his
harrowing
ordeal

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

A Day in the Life

Today, our human (everyone seems to call her "Mom", so I think that's what we'll call her, too!) let us play all around the Great Big Soft Space, which she calls a "bed". Cheddar and I chased each other, wrestled, balanced on the edge, jumped on the pillows and then fell asleep on the covers. There's so much room here! We can explore all over.

We had lots of good food today, including some little pieces of chicken. I never had chicken that wasn't out of a can before, and boy is it good! I actually begged for it. Cheddar had one piece, but I snuck an extra one when he wasn't looking and had TWO pieces! That's what he gets for sleeping all the time. I would rather be alert and watchful when I can. You never know when you might get an extra treat!

The youngest boy human threw the cool rattly mouse all over the place this evening. I just go crazy when he does that! He held the mouse over my head and swung it around. Cheddar likes to lie on his back and bat at it like an otter, but I'm like a bear! I get up on two legs and swipe at it. A few times, I even got the boy's hand. I'm really getting fast *preening*.

Then Cheddar and I raced each other to the mouse. Cheddar got to it first sometimes, but so did I, so we didn't fight over our toy.

Much.

ˆColby

Who Are Dese Orangey Kittehs, Anyway?

Once, we were just two scared little kittens, clinging to our mother. We must have been very poor, because we weren't very clean or healthy and we had (this is so embarrassing) worms and stuff. We lived day-to-day, and we both remember being very hungry, all the time.

It seemed like we were barely old enough to walk when we were taken away from our mother and brought to a strange place, with lots of other cats (and big scary dogs!). We didn't know why, or what we had done. This place became known to us only as the Shelter.

So, there we were: at the Shelter, in a cage, cuddled together, keeping our spirits up and waiting for a chance to escape, not knowing what else to do, when a surprising new face came to see us.

She smiled at us, and looked us over without poking her fingers in our faces. She made sure our itchy ears were cleaned and those embarrassing worms were taken care of. And she didn't put us back into the cage.

Instead, she took us to a new, totally different place. A place where we have lots of food to eat and fresh water to drink. A place where there's always clean litter. Where there are toys to chase and soft places to sleep.

And we learned a new word.

That word is, "Home."

We are Colby and Cheddar. And this is our story.