Krazy Kats

The first moment I strolled in the door, I knew I wouldn't be alone. An old Sheltie named Celest greeted me, but I don't even think the old bird did it on purpose. She can't see past her own nose any more. I also saw two crazy cats jet quickly away from the front door. Score! Great chasing targets.

 

Playing the first night home.

OK, I wasn't always full of it, and still honestly, quite scared of them. They're like sophisticated aristocats with trucker mouths. I grew up with an attack cat, so I knew better than to mess with these two. Just imagine - two bullies pinning me to the ground or backing me up in the corner. No thanks!

 

Khali and Blaze showdown. 

Khali (the calico, queen bee) learned to mess with me early on. She's also super boring because she won't run for me to chase her. And, sometimes when Britni throws my ball her way, she'll stand up and just give me the laaazy eye. Refer to Feivel Goes West for that one.

Khreep kat also tries to steal my girl by sleeping next to her or laying on her lap. I'm not a jealous type, but I get the creepy crawlies thinking about the infectious diseases the could be spewing out of every cat pore.

Th fun cat is Bagheera, the furry black dork of a cat, who runs every time I walk in the door. I now get in the ready position when the door opens into my home because I know there's a furry black ball to chase. I mean, I wait at the door too for Britni to come home, but like clockwork, those cats are always waiting for her as well. Baghy is becoming a little more comfortable with me around these days, but I still own him like a gang boss to his minions. Booyah.

Now a days, I still get all jealous, (what?! not jealous - I mean protective!) when a cat comes near my girls. Seriously, there's no need for a cat to be near her. Ever.