Trouble with the Washing Machine

As a kitty it is my personal duty to make sure everything is safe and in proper working order. Anything I see thats amiss I promptly report back to Dad. I have taken it apon myself to make sure that the dryer and washing machine function properely. For some reason Mom and Dad find this funny and took a video. Enjoy!

Sandy's "Accident"

Last night Mom ran off to her parents place. Her Dad (my Grandpa) called to tell her that Sandy her family cat had an "accident" on Krissy (her sisters) keyboard. Krissy tried cleaning off the keyboard, she even cleaned out in between all the keys and washed everything all off. It still didn't work after and smells like cat poop. Mom says that she wouldn't of even tried cleaning it off. A keyboard ain't worth that. She thinks it's pretty funny. I do too! Way to go Sandy. Maybe Krissy will think twice now about leaving for the weekend. Now how to get Mom and Dad to learn that lesson. Hmmmmm

Sandy

Here's a video I found today of Flair playing fetch with Mom. In the video she's fetching nerf darts but she'll fetch bobby pins, plastic forks, hair clips, toys, nerf darts, and bottle caps. I personally hate the nerf gun, the parents got it to keep me off the table and counter. Flair however obviously doesn't respect the darts like I do.

Flair's Vet Visit

Oh I forgot to tell you Flair went to the vet at the end of April. Not for her routine vacinations just to get her program shot. She will now continue to be flea free for the next 6 months. She went with Sandy Mom's childhood cat. Sandy is 13 years old and huge! No one can bring Sandy to the vet besides Mom she is only calm with her. Even Flair behaves better with Mom there than Dad. Flair didn't like Sandy and growled at her the entire time. Flair doesn't like change. The first time I had a bath after we got her she hissed and growled at me for two days. She didn't know who I was and wouldn't stay in the same room as me. Didn't bother me though. I needed a bath, I made a huge mess in my carrier and well a bath is better than having to lick myself clean. Anyway Flair and Sandy will have to go back to the vet in August. This time Flair will get her vacinations. Sandy needs to go to get weighed again. She has been a steady weight for the last few years but over the last year she has lost 2lbs. This is a big drop. If she has lost more weight in August then the vet will do blood work to find out why.

Oh and Flair turned 1 on May 2nd!
Happy Birthday Flair Bear.

My Birthday is coming up too. Both Flair and I are May kittens.

Shedding

Hey, I just wanted to share with you a picture Mom took of Flair and I sleeping on the futon.

Now that the sun is coming out Flair and I have been shedding a lot. Mom has been brushing us as much as she can. Flair is getting pretty bad dandruff on her back. This weekend she sat on Moms lap for hours while she brushed her trying to get all the hair and dead skin out of her coat. She also forced me to eat some toniclax. I hate that stuff. I run around trying to get away from it. The parents think it stops me from getting sick on the floor. Every other cat they have had has loved the stuff. Even Flair likes it, I HATE it. Not sure why, the stuff they use to clean my teeth is supposed to be the same flavor as the toniclax and I like that stuff. Just something about the way it sticks to everything I don't like I guess. Anyway Flair's skin is really dry and Mom is worried. She thinks that either the winter was to dry (they got us a humidifier but that only helps so much) or that we may need different food. We currently eat Acana which we really like but she is thinking of getting some Orijen. Both are made in Canada from fresh locally grown ingredients. Orijen just has a higher amount of fresh meat than Acana. She also read online that adding olive oil to our dry food may help with the dry skin. Dad suggested bathing us (yep we tolerate baths) but that just may make the skin problem worse. For now Flair is just going to have to be brushed everyday and the couch vacuumed more regularly.

My Scratching Post

It's Saturday! My Mom and Dad will be home more today. Right now they are out so I'll take the opportunity to tell you about what happened Wednesday.

Flair and I were playing tag around the living room. We were having a ton of fun. I ran up to my scratching post and jumped up the levels to the top. I got it rocking pretty good. Flair followed me up but instead climbed the post. My jumping and her climbing threw off the delicate scratching post balance and it started to tip over. As it fell over I was sitting on the top rest and Flair was clinging to the side. I jumped off just befor it hit the ground. Flair didn't. It fell right on her. She ran so fast out from under it I didn't even see her. I just heard her nails doing a burn out on the laminate. We hid under the bed for a while. But that got old so I sat with Mom and Dad and tried to convince her to come out. After a long time she did and not by choice. Mom held her and checked her all over she was still really scared but not hurt.

The next day Mom came home from work with toys to make us feel better. Flair played a little bit but was still really skittish. This morning she was back to normal and playing with our new toys. Mom got a big cement block and put it on the base of the post now we can jump as much as we won't and it don't rock or tip over.


It was really funny.

Hi, I'm Trouble!

Today I just started my first blog. I want to start of by telling you about myself. My name is Trouble, my Dad named me. His girlfriend (aka. Mom) really liked the name Soda Pop since one of her favorite books is the Outsiders. But Dad said that Trouble suited me and I try my best to prove him right.

Before I was adopted I lived at the SPCA with a bunch of other cats and went by the name Soda. I stayed in a cage with a bunch of other kittens. One day durning the air show two people came to look at the cats. I did my darndest to get noticed. I climed the wire mesh and chased toys around. All my siblings and other kittens were sleeping so I jumped on their heads and attacked the toys in the cage by myself. The guy really liked how active and playful I was. I could tell I had him, now to get the girl. I let her cuddle me and I played with her hair. I even sniffed her nose and guess what?!? I got adopted.

I am a torbie or tortishell with taby markings. They have a tendancy to be really talkative and I LOVE to talk. When Mom and Dad get home from work I tell them all about my day. They ask me questions and I answer them. I am so talkative they decided I needed a sister so they went to LAPS (Langley Animal Protective Servics) and got me Flair. She's Mom's kitten and is totally oposite to me. I love her though and we cuddle and play a lot. I also have someone to talk to durning the day so I don't meow as much when Dad comes home from work.

When I was little I did lots of bad things. I like to destroy toilet paper and climb the screen. I climbed the wall and hung there till Dad yelled at me. The deviding wall in the kitchen is now covered with scratch marks. Dad says he'll fix it one day, but I think it looks good.  After the wall incident Dad listened to Mom and they went and got me a scratching post. I love my scratching post and now I don't need the walls. Mom says that the only reason I cause trouble is cause of my name, that Dad asked for it and that a Soda Pop wouldn't climb the walls.

I have another post I'll write about my scratching post but for now I gotta go have a nap with Flair. Bye!