new cat behavior

Mom and dad got so sappy about a video they took of Ellie and Cory on the first day they arrived in this house back in 2006. They made us suffer through watching again.  I mean Ellie and Cory liked it.  Mom and dad liked it.  You should have heard them fuss. 

It was enough to make me wanna hack up a hairball.  I mean, I didn't even live here yet.  Did they take endless video of me on my first days here?

NO!

The biggest news of the past week is that mom was finding dad's socks on the kitchen counter.  She couldn't figure out why he would leave his socks there.  That was...until she heard the singing.

I actually caught little Cory, all 8 pounds of her, leaping up to the counter with a giant sock in her mouth.  Singing her heart out the whole time.

And did mom get mad?  NO!

She just made more of a fuss over the little whippersnapper.

It's time I came up with a signature move of my own.  But what?  It seems that exposing my belly isn't quite enough to keep me out of trouble.

Mom got a new supply of fleecy socks for the winter.  She said I could play with them before she put them away.  I could hardly believe my good fortune.

Even though they were clean and not all dirty and stuff, I adore them all.

I played and scattered them and whapped them and carried them through the house.  I even sang a little song.

Thanks mom!  You can wear them now.  Can I have them back when you get them all smelly?

We got 8 little goblins showing up at our house on Sunday night.  Mom thought they were cute.  I really don't understand what she's talking about.  I mean, the doorbell rang, we had to get up from our naps.  Grete barked.  What's so cute about that?   And then...the worst of it is...they were asking US for treats!

Not one of those little brats children had anything for me!  No nip.  No stinky goodness.  No cat dancers.  All take.  And dad even let one little cowboy take 2 candy bars!!!

Ginger has no idea what she's missing!!!