The Blog According to Cricket
Posted by Joan Kayse Jun 18 2012, 12:01 am
That’s kitty cat for good morning! My Mama, Joanie fell asleep in one of her numerous nap attacks yesterday. She’s been pretty tired taking care of me and my brother Grayson…oh, yeah and working, writing, cleaning but mostly…it’s about us So I thought I’d do her a favor and man the blog today. Let’s see, let’s see….what should we talk about? I know!
Well, pets in general I guess but really mainly about felines. We’re a pretty diverse group, ranging from pure bred snobs…er, I mean breeds to the hardier and let’s face it, CUTER domestics. I myself am a beautiful gray tabby and I’ve earned my stripes. The pest aka Grayson the Monkey Cat, is solid dark gray and occasionally flaunts his Siamese roots. (Rowwr….rowwr…rowwr) Ok, ok…knock it off.
We’ve got a pretty wonderful life here in Kentucky with Mama. She THOUGHT she was choosing us when she decided two years ago she needed entertainment. Ha! I had her pegged from the moment she walked through the door! One look at my “smile” and she was mine. Her and I were getting along great and then….and then….HE came along. Didn’t know what to make of him at first….little hairball. But he was persistent. Despite my authoritative stalking and pouncing he would bound back and roll around begging to play. (Shrugs) Ya get used to it so now I give him an occasional complimentary ear grooming…just to play nice.
Hello there Ma'm. Want to take me home?
Our days are rough…..Stare at birds. Nap. Eat. Nap. Jump on things Mama doesn’t want us to…look at her adoringly till the chastising words dissolve into “Gah, you’re so cute” and an ear rub. Then it’s more napping, chasing a felt mouse (they don’t run very fast). Visit the facilities. Cover it REAL good in case that stray coyote wanders into the house and smells it. And wrap it all up with a nap.
It’s not all self serving. We help Mama a lot. We help her with her writing. You think it’s all a coincidence that three of her manuscripts have cats in them? This last one’s a pip named Pooka….he’s a Cat Sidhe who can do more then twitch his whiskers. He assigns himself Aine’s protector. Yeah, wouldn’t want to meet him in a dark alley. Watch out gnomes!
The pest, diving into the story
We felines also have great intuitive powers and have our paws on the pulse of popular culture. We tell it like it is with one facial expression, one trill, one WTH howl. So, to enrich mankind’s understanding of life, we started our own network of informational pictures. Take a look at some of these:
We say what you can’t
We can be very dramatic!
What every writer feels at one time or another
So the Monkey and I would like to hear from you all…rather, we’d like to hear from your pets. Any kind of pet is fine (we reserve the right to chase any rodent species, reptiles etc. and canines will have to check their bark at the doors) What are you helping your Mom or Dad with today? How’d you all meet? Tuna or Salmon?
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