Katie Comes Home continued...
Posted by Heidi Rose | Posted in picture | Posted on Friday, December 18, 2009
And just for fun, since it's Friday, I found this for all you cat/Lola lovers.
Posted by Heidi Rose | Posted in picture | Posted on Wednesday, December 09, 2009
It is only some days that she does not want to have her picture taken...
For best results, press play and sing along
Posted by Heidi Rose | Posted in music | Posted on Sunday, December 06, 2009
[Verse 1]
I’m bringing sexy back
Them other cats don’t know how to act
I think you're special, what's that in your hand?
'Cause yummy food is all the demand.
Take 'em to the bridge
Silly human
You see the shackles
Baby you're my slave
You'll get a clawing if you misbehave
It’s just that humans shouldn't get their way
Take 'em to the chorus
Come on human
Go ahead, be gone with it
Come to my lair
Go ahead, be gone with it
VIC
Go ahead, be gone with it
Food for me
Go ahead, be gone with it
Let me see what you’re playin' with
Go ahead, be gone with it
Look at that string
Go ahead, be gone with it
You make me pounce
Go ahead, be gone with it
Go ahead slave
Go ahead, be gone with it
And fill my food dish
Go ahead, be gone with it
Fill my food dish
Go ahead, be gone with it
[Repeat 6 times]
Fill it up good
[Verse 2]
I’m bringing sexy back
Them other kitties don’t know how to act
Come let me make up for the things you lack
'Cause my sexiness is something that'll last
Take 'em to the bridge
Silly human
You see the shackles
Baby you're my slave
You'll get a clawing if you misbehave
It’s just humans shouldn't get their way
Come on human
Go ahead, be gone with it
Come to my lair
Go ahead, be gone with it
VIC
Go ahead, be gone with it
Food for me
Go ahead, be gone with it
Let me see what you’re playin' with
Go ahead, be gone with it
Look at that string
Go ahead, be gone with it
You make me pounce
Go ahead, be gone with it
Go ahead slave
Go ahead, be gone with it
And fill my food dish
Go ahead, be gone with it
Fill my food dish
Go ahead, be gone with it
[Repeat 6 times]
Fill it up good
[Verse 3]
I’m bringing sexy back
You silly humans watch how I attack
If that’s your ball you better watch your back
Cause I like playing ball and that’s a fact
Take 'em to the chorus
Come on human
Go ahead, be gone with it
Come to my lair
Go ahead, be gone with it
VIC
Go ahead, be gone with it
Food for me
Go ahead, be gone with it
Let me see what you’re playin' with
Go ahead, be gone with it
Look at that string
Go ahead, be gone with it
You make me pounce
Go ahead, be gone with it
Go ahead slave
Go ahead, be gone with it
And fill my food dish
Go ahead, be gone with it
Fill my food dish
Go ahead, be gone with it
[Repeat 6 times]
Fill it up good
Strange behaviors...
Posted by Heidi Rose | Posted in behavior | Posted on Wednesday, December 02, 2009
It was a perfectly normal day (and aren't they all?), and Kelly and I were going about our normal habits (as did Lilly, I would think, though she is not especially involved in the event this post describes, she was actually in another room, but I digress). We woke up around 6:30am. We were barely on time to school. We played our violas. The usual stuff. And as usual, when we walked in the door upon returning from school, Lola was meowing upstairs from her chambers. I hopped up the stairs and, since our cat-allergic mother would not be home for at least another hour, I opened the door. This in itself was not so unusual- I occasionally open Lola's door for her to roam the other rooms. And, as she usually does on such occasions, Lola did not immediately exit the room. I'm not one to be pushy, especially to cats, so I bounded back down the stairs.
Whether Lola followed, I did not take much notice, and I had soon resumed my seat in front of my computer, some feet away from Kelly, who had resumed hers. We were sitting, clicking away, when in an event reminiscent of Jumanji, we heard a sudden vamp on the piano sitting on the opposite side of the room. The clicking stopped, and Kelly and I both swung around in our chairs.
"Lola!?"
In what could be considered either an act of guilt or fright, she made a sprint out of the room.
For the next half hour (and counting), meows could be heard echoing from unknown spots on the first floor. We did not see her again until I heard a distinct meow, and looked to see her on the kitchen counter. As soon as she realized she had been spotted, she darted up the staircase...
...only to find her way back in the kitchen, this time balanced on the window sill above the sink...
...and darting upstairs again.
"One second I hear her meowing from upstairs, and the next I hear her walking on something behind me."
Such is life with Lola.
Posted by Heidi Rose | Posted in picture | Posted on Tuesday, December 01, 2009
Thankfully, it's a new month and she has plenty of time to nap off those extra kitty pounds before the big O'Maley New Year's Party.
Happy December, Humans.