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Cat Commandments


  • Thou shalt not jump onto the keyboard when thy human is on the modem.
  • Thou shalt not pull the phone cord out of the back of the modem.
  • Thou shalt not unroll all of the toilet paper off the roll.
  • Thou shalt not sit in front of the television or monitor as thou are not transparent.
  • Thou shalt not projectile vomit from the top of the refrigerator.
  • Thou shalt not walk in on a dinner party and commence licking thy butt.
  • Thou shalt not lie down with thy butt in thy human’s face.
  • Thou shalt not leap from great heights onto thy human’s genital region.
  • Fast as thou are, thou cannot run through closed doors.
  • Thou shalt not reset thy human’s alarm clock by walking on it.
  • Thou shalt not climb on the garbage can with the hinged lid, as thou wilt fall in and trap thyself.
  • Thou shalt not jump onto the toilet seat just as thy human is sitting down.
  • Thou shalt not jump onto thy sleeping human’s bladder at 4a.m.
  • Thou shalt realize that the house is not a prison from which to escape at any opportunity.
  • Thou shalt not trip thy humans even if they are walking too slow.
  • Thou shalt not push open the bathroom door when there are guests in thy house.
  • Thou shalt remember that thou are a carnivore and that houseplants are not meat.
  • Thou shalt show remorse when being scolded.

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    that KV was finally able to “capture” Tina and hold her.  I don’t think Tina had a chance to hide this time unlike the gazillion times that  KV has been to our house . . . as soon as Tina would hear KV’s voice, she’d run.  But again, this was the first time since we brought Tina home (back in June or July 1999) that KV got to hold her.


    Tina is saying:  ” Please let me down!  I beg of you! “


    KV is saying:  “OK, Tina, look at the camera.”


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    Last Sunday afternoon when I went downstairs to check up on my (darn)  laundry, I saw Toby and Tina both asleep on the couch.  I hurriedly went back upstairs hoping that I wouldn’t wake them up so I can get my camera and take this “Kodak” moment of them two . . .

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    Tina is slowly getting the hang of Toby being part of the familia. I guess the word is “tolerating” Toby. When Tina goes to drink water from Toby’s water bowl, Toby just looks at her. After she finishes, Toby immediately takes his turn at his own water bowl. They still get on each other’s nerves but more and more we’re letting the two roam around the house whenever we’re home, but only if we’re not home, then we have to “separate” both of them.




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    Tina: Listen, pay attention . . .I said pay attention Toby! I am still the prima dona in this household . . . no matter how cute you are. I said, pay attention Toby!

    Toby: Why don’t you want to play with me? What does “prima dona” mean?

    Tina: I give up!  Mom was right . . . you do have a short attention span that of a gnat.  But again, you’re only a puppy. . . oh and one more thing, I still “rule” the house!

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    tina-in-kitchen.jpgshe’d probably ask me, “am I still loved?” And of course, we’ll answer her . . . “Yes and always!” I know it seems like ever since Toby became part of the familia back in June, it’s “Toby this, and Toby that.” I know that Tina knows that we still love her. The only “big” difference in Tina is that she always always sleeps with the hubs and I ever since we brought Toby home [we won’t mention the weight that Tina has gained. . . . shhh! :-)] . . . unlike before, she’d take turns sleeping with AC on her bed, sometimes JP or us. Maybe it has to do with the fact that the crate where Toby sleeps is inside AC’s room. We’re slowly trying to get those two together, but when we do, we make sure that we’re at home. If it weren’t for Toby’s “wild” behavior (i.e. jumping & frolicking towards Tina), I think Tina would not mind Toby. It’s just that when Toby starts to act as if he’s being possessed when he comes towards Tina, that’s when Tina would “hiss” at home or try to give him a “swat” with her paw. I think in time, they’ll both learn to get along.

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