Sorry I haven't posted in so long

We have been really busy at our place, I guess. And given that I don't actually have fingers, I have to wait until my mommy is free to help me blog. I know, it sucks. She's really busy going to Boston University -- that school with a dog as a mascot. Terrible, no?

I got a new toy, a "Bouncy Mouse." I like to attack it, but then again, I like to attack almost anything. I tried to chew it up the first night I had it but my mommy fixed it and then I felt bad.

Some of my friends moved to Winslow, you know, my aunts and uncle. My aunts Betty & Wilma really like it up there. I hear they have a crazy thing called a lawn to play on. I am not sure what that is but it sounds interesting. I hear my Uncle Jimmy hates it though. He refuses to leave the house. Maybe he's scared of that 'lawn' thing.

Anywho, I feel a nap coming on so I better hurry up and post these cool photos of me attacking a White Castle box. My daddy is eating meat again. I know. Good thing I was adopted, huh?

I had a really good day today!

Today was the first day in ages my mommy worked at home for much of the day. She forgot to turn on the radio for me though before she left. So I can't listen to her show now. Oh well. But I got to sleep on her sarong right next to the laptop as she wrote today, which was awesome.

And she opened the blinds ALL THE WAY so I could watch traffic and rain. Boy, did it rain today! It was really scary. There was a flash flood right outside my window! I looked at my mommy and made sure I gave her my really concerned face that says, "Did I just use a life?" That monsoon rain could have drowned us both. But it was over pretty fast.

Lately I have been participating in yoga with my mommy. She sits in lotus pose and I sit on her lap. It's a good opportunity for her to worship me, I think. Once I even jumped on her back while she was doing a yoga pose. Usually I just fight with her yoga mat though -- oh, and I win! I make that yoga mat sorry it ever rolled out on MY floor.

So that's what I've been up to lately.

Oh, and I'm on fat cat food now. I guess I weigh 17 pounds. My grandparents call me "Trazilla."

I'm not fat. I'm big boned. I swear!

Let's see...what else?

Oh, my new favorite song is "Lean Like A Cholo." I like that one. I can't get my elbows up, but I can lean side to side. Meow.

I went to the vet on Saturday. It was horrible! First thing, my mommy opens my carrier and puts it on the floor. Then a wild pack of miniature kittens approached me. There were three of them. They were meowing a chant in a chorus, trying to mesmerize me with their cuteness. It was actually kind of creepy how small they were. I could have never been that small, could I?

Then I was taken into the room. They put something up my butt. Then they gave me THREE SHOTS! It was horrible. I don't like my doctor anymore. The vet's office is full of terrors.

Anyway, I'm watching the Arizona Diamondbacks play baseball. They are winning, I see. 7-0. I am trying to root for them, but I am not sure which team they are. Are they the one in the red hats? I'm confused.

My Big Kill!

This little trespasser broke into my grandparents' house and I made him PAY!

I'm hardcore. Just look at that injury!

I tortured this lizard for hours before I killed it!

Got Tail?

I snapped the tail off a lizard!

Did I Kill It Dead?

I am a ferocious beast!

I Have Killed Again.

I was hangin' at my grandparents' house the other day when I thought my mommy had surprised me with a new toy! How lucky is The Traz? But then I realized it wasn't a toy. We had a problem; it was an intruder! And I was going to be the one to kick his ass!

It was a lizard and it was a biggun. My Uncle Jimmy had tried to kill it the night before but it got away. Now, my Uncle Jimmy is an intrepid hunter. Nothing gets away from Uncle Jimmy! Except this time, his humans intervened because they're weird about him dragging body parts through the house. So they let the lizard get away. I wasn't going to let him get away though. I chased him behind the curtains. I chased him behind the curio cabinet, you know, that thing that holds ancient tchotchkes? This took a couple hours of hard huntin. Then I finally chased him under the fridge, but not before decapitating his tail!

Then I waited for the evil bastard to emerge and he did. I beat him to death right there in front of the stove. He was big, but he wasn't strong or fast. Perhaps he was an elderly lizard but he was no match for The Traz! I killed him, thus earning my keep at my grandparents' house.

Someone really needs to take down that pane of glass between me and my next snack.

My daddy doesn't think I'm fat.

Or so I am told. I don't see my daddy much because he's always working. But my mommy says she told him my grandpa keeps calling me fat and my daddy says I am not fat. Duh. I'm just a heavy build Bombay kitty! Sheesh! I'm "Solid As A Rock" like Bob Seger sings! And I didn't eat that many Whisker Lickin's yesterday. So there. I also have spent quite a bit of time hunting birds at the window and chasing my Uncle Jimmy around.

I'm not fat!

My grandparents keep saying I'm fat. And they do it in the room too -- like I can't hear! I guess, well, fine. I'll admit it. I've been eating too many Whisker Lickin's lately and also taking too many long naps. But I love Wisker Lickin's! And I love naps! I need more exercise. I think I shall go chase a sparrow now. If someone would just remove that pane of glass, I would catch the sparrow...