Wordless Wednesday

Easy Like Sunday Morning

Okay, every-buddy, here's what I've been up to over the past few days:

1) I met my neighbor Cashew. He lives with Miss Anne, who takes care of me sometimes when Momma goes away. Cashew seemed cool at first, but then he was kind of a jerk when I wanted to check out his bedroom. So I went back to my own 'partment. Maybe I was a little too nosy? Sorry, Cashew.

2) Momma broke my handsome teal-colored collar! She'd better buy me a new one soon. I've been goin' Commando for the past few days.

3) Momma finally said it's safe for me to go out and eat the grass! But then it rained yesterday. But today:

My special window is open so I can hang out and smell the outdoors! I see birdies and smell adventure...

Sometimes I hang out on the cinder-blocks outside the window for a while, trying to decide what to do...

Umm, got the feets kinda muddy.

Better clean 'em up! Hmm, I got some dirt on my nose, too. Heh.

Wordy Wednesday

My great friend Chairman Mao tagged me for the six-word memoir meme! Here are the rules:

1) Write your own six word memoir.

2) Post it on your blog and include a visual illustration if you’d like.

3) Link to the person that tagged you in your post, and to the original post if possible so we can track it as it travels across the blogosphere.

4) Tag at least five more blogs with links.

5) Don’t forget to leave a comment on the tagged blogs with an invitation to play.

6) Have fun!!

OK, here's my six-word memoir:

Make friends and get belly rubs!

I'm going to tag Yao-Lin and Baby Mao, and Sammy and Miles Meezer and Bill.

OK, then, the Meezers tagged the Whole Cat Blogosphere to do the Five Sensations Meme! So I'm gonna do that now.

With my beautiful eyes, I can see: beautiful, luscious grass that I can't eat (see last Thursday's post.) See:

With my soft nose I can smell: my sister Coco the Wiener Dog. She needs a bath.

With my velvet paws I can touch: litters that I scattered over the floor, heh heh.

With my sharp ears I can hear: birdies outside singing, "we are so yuummm-mmy!!!"

With my sandpaper tongue I can taste: rotisserie chicken...Momma gave us some scraps last night...mmmm....

Sunday News: Coco Reads!

Hi every-buddy! First off, I want to share with you a very important new website called "Partners in Animal Health." The super-smart Beans who work at Cornell (that's where my momma is getting her Ph.D) at the College of Veterinary Medicine made this web-site with lots of important information about us kitties (and doggies and other animals), including videos for our Beans. There are special video features on things like toof-brushing, caring for those of us with diabetes, and important information about when kitties (and doggies) get cancer. Tell your Bean to put a bookmark on this page. It is very useful.

OK, now, I can't put it off any longer. Tiger Lily tagged Coco for the Book Meme, and she's (Coco, not Tiger Lily) been bugging me all week. So I told her she could do that today.

Hi, Kittieeeeeees!!!!! Coco here!!!!

I am so excited to share a book with you! Momma has three books on the coffee table next to the laptop computer, so I'm going to pick a book called The Empty Space because I like empty space, especially lots of empty space on the bed so I can pile up all of the pillows in the middle and bunch up the quilt and curl up in the middle!!!!

OK, here's the meme rule:
1. Pick up the nearest book.
2. Open to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the next three sentences.

Here are the three sentences from The Empty Space:
"Yet in Madame Butterfly these words are sung and indirectly Puccini's one phrase has brought the whole form of opera into ridicule. 'Dinner, ho!' in Lear's scene with his knights is similar to 'Have a whisky.' Lears often declaim this phrase, brining the play into artificialities, yet when Lear says the words, he is not acting in a poetic tragedy, he is simply a man calling for his dinner."

[pause]

That was a very stupid three sentences! There's nothing about empty spaces on the bed or on the couch or in the yard in this book!!! Hang on--this is one of Mommie's stupid theatre theory books!!! Oh, man, I thought it was going to be a book about home decorating for wiener dogs.

OK, Jimmy Joe says I have to get off of his blog now. Bye, kittieeeeees!!!!!!!

Friday Request

Oh man, every-buddy.

So it's finally a byoo-tiful spring here in Ithaca. Momma's airing out the cushion for the swing bench in the back-yard:

And the little yellow flowers have popped up in front of our neighbor's window:

It is sunny and warm. And I should be sitting in the sun, munching on nice green grass, right?

WRONG!

Because the stupid landlord sent men yesterday to put chemicals on the yard. Now Momma won't let me outside for a week, because she says if I eat the grass I might get sick. This is incredibly frustrating. I sit in the yard, and the grasses gently blow in the breeze, and the sun is shining, and I can smell adventure.

So I have a favor to ask of you (especially you stinky guys, little Billy and Baby Mao, aka BM):

Please send poots to my landlord. "I poot in your general direction!"

Great News on Tuesday!

We are so happy and amazed that Lilly Lu, Mu Shue, and Iris are all safe after the terrible fire. Purrs can bring miracles.

Karl and co. over at the super cool Cat Realm have created a Valued Friend award, which I am humbled to accept. It is great to have so many kitty friends on the Blogosphere!

And there are so many places to celebrate today: Princess, Dr. Tweety, and the Cat Realm! Oh man, I'm gonna have a headache tomorrow.

Tiger Lily very kindly tagged Coco for the book meme, so I told her that she can write that later this week. Just warning ya, buddies.

Emergency Purrs for Buddies

We are all purring with all of our might so that Lilly Lu, Mu Shue and Iris will make it through this okay.

Frustrations

Hi Every-buddy.

Sorry I haven't been around in the past week. Momma has these two ginormous projects, and she hasn't been helping me blog. She is running a performance workshop this week, with rehearsals everyday, and there is a public performance tomorrow. And Monday she was a guest lecturer at another college.

I have no idear why someone would invite Momma to come lecture to them. I usually walk out of the room when she starts to lecture. But Beans is weird, as we all know.

I'll be back this weekend to catch up with everybuddy!

In the meantime, Coco wanted to share her favorite picture, which is a painting by an Italian artist named Giacomo Balla. We had a good laugh, because that's what Momma looks like this week, running around, ha ha ha ha!

Wordy Wednesday: Book Meme

Both my great buddies Mickey and Yao-Lin tagged me for the book meme, so I'm gonna make this a Wordy Wednesday.

Here are the rules:
1. Pick up the nearest book.
2. Open to page 123
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the next three sentences.
5. Tag five people and post a comment to Empress once you post it to your blog so she can come see!

This is kinda hard, because Momma always has lots of books lying around everywhere. We live in a small 'partment, and Momma still found some way to fit 10 book shelves in here. She says it's her job. I think she's a little bit crazy, too, though, quite frankly.

So there are three books on the coffee table next to our laptop right now: Hollywood and War: a Reader; The Souls of Black Folk by W.E.B. Dubois; and Anatomy of Criticism by some Bean named Northrop Frye.

Well, I'm going to choose the Hollywood book, because that is the one that sounds like the most fun.

"Many stereotypes have been fostered by the motion picture. The visual immediacy of film has proved ideal for the simplistic depiction of national characteristics. The visual image of the German solider, for example, is common coin today on movie screens and television sets, but it is often forgotten that Americans were first introduced to aspects of this image by the films of World War I."

Well, I guess that wasn't much fun, either. Sorry, buddies.

I'm going to tag Dr. Tweety & co. and the Furry Kids! I think that's more than five, actually, but I'm not too good at math.