Hello Autumn...Goodbye Friends...

With the weather changing so fast I will not be spending as much time outside on the enclosed patio. It is mighty chilly out there and I prefer to keep my hairy ass toasty warm.

The down side is I will get to spend less time chatting with my wild critter friends. So, I have decided to post some pictures from my spring and summer encounters.

These are the baby ducklings who hatched early in the spring...

The same babies after a few weeks...Geez they grow fast...

Mister pheasant who I visited at Grandma and Grandpas...He somehow lost his beautiful tail feathers...

The wild and elusive hissing slasher...Well, O.K., he is somewhat tame...And I do not enjoy chatting with him whatsoever...

This is a horrible picture...Once again reflecting my mothers inept photography skills... But I swear the glowing things are the eyes of two coyotes who ran next to our house...They were not able to stop and chat...Thank goodness...

Mr. Nutria aka 'Newty' and the adult ducks...Grandma can't stand to look at this fellow...She swears he is prehistoric...He loves green apples and is a great conversationalist...

Big raccoon eating some bread momma fed him...He is actually friendly and never is mean to me...

The little lizard who ran into the house...I found her with my superior olfactory nerves...She did not stay long, mom said she had to get back to her family...

Some bizarre hideous new species of cowcat I discovered...If only my dream came true she would be outside all year long...

So, there are my buddies. It is going to be a long boring winter without all their company. But, I will be back to chat when the weather changes again!

I Did Not Sign Up For This...

And I do not approve. Nobody consulted me with all these different medications. Everyday I endure having a syringe full of oily liquid squirted in my mouth and some powder sprinkled on my food. I then have to suffer through having my ears wiped clean then some sticky goop rubbed on them. Geez. Any other orifice you want to violate? I am going to sleep now, so leave me alone...

Drop That Shrew...

Mom and I heard a commotion outside so went to investigate. That is when we spied an orange tabby cat with my shrew in its mouth. Mom clapped real loud and the kitty dropped him and ran. Thank goodness for mom, or my buddy would have been dinner.

Yes...I Understand...

Yes, I understand you are busy with school.

Yes, I understand you can't wrap your brain around Plato's "The Republic".

Yes, I understand you are still feeling like death.

Yes, you still need to get off your fat lazy ass and feed me.

Yes, I will stand here and cry incessantly until you move.

Cough..Cough..Sniffle..Sniffle...

It seems as though my mom is a walking germ. She is coughing and/or blowing her nose every two seconds. Between her and the cowcat trying to breathe, I feel as if I am being housed in a small cage with two water buffalo.

Add to this the fact she can not decide if she is cold or hot so proceeds to throw the covers on and off every five minutes. It is a wonder I am still alive after all this missed sleep.

Everywhere I try and nap I am forced to listen to some God awful coughing/gagging booger noise. Enough already. Go to the Doctor and get something for that. I am done listening to it...

Hello Again...

Angel here. I have not been on the computer for a while so I thought I would give an update that was not biased from Saharas mouth.

First off, I believe my litter box habits are just divine. Sure, I might miss the box every once in a while, but what do you expect...I was born without eyes. I have NEVER had a stinky accident. I am very polite when it comes to my crap, but my pee I am a little less concerned about. Also, I do have some medical issues, so cut me some slack. You try having a chronic bladder condition and being perfect every time. I try my best. Look at it this way, you are not the one who has to take 3 different medications everyday.

Mom has this annoying habit of picking me up and placing me in the damn sand box when I do not even have to go. Geez...I know where they are at. She thinks this will help me in some strange way. I do amuse her and scratch around and proceed to throw litter all over the floor before jumping out and escaping. Maybe she will catch on that this practice is irritating... I am a big girl you know.

I want to thank my mom for the Feliway air diffuser she bought. It is very relaxing, so much so that I just can not help myself from urinating right underneath it. I was told this was not the intended purpose, but it does help me remain cool and calm, which is just fine for me.

Secondly, I am not fat.... 10.7 pounds does not a fat cat weigh. Sure, I might have filled out a wee bit, but the food here is heavenly. I get to eat whenever I want, and I get yummy food 2-3 times a day. What is a girl to do. I actually do not scarf down my whole bowl, I often leave some for a light snack later.

I may appear to be slightly overweight but mom is not a professional photographer either...She could take some more flattering pictures of me then when I am sound asleep and letting it all hang out.

I also want to thank the mom for all the heat sources in this house. I am a heat seeker, and she accommodates me without question. There is a little hard box under the desk that I love to curl up on...


There is also a heated spot on the couch that is toasty 24 hours a day. I even have to jump down periodically to cool off.

The big comfy bed is warm all day and night also. I am not able to jump up there all by myself but I do have the luxury off being picked up when the feeling hits me.

Since mom is back in school I know she will have the computer on constantly, so I will post again soon. Just remember that what Sahara says may not be the whole truth. She has been known to exaggerate in the past...