The secret is out: I have help with this blog.

And the help hasn't been very helpful.

It has been 9 months since I pawed anything on this blog. I've been a little frustrated with O.Shane. Here's the secret: he halps me posts teh blogs, and he's been too busy to halp me.

I'm upset about this. I'm also upset that people assume that cats only talk like morons, even though this popular site is really funny (some of its true, too):

http://icanhascheezburger.com.

Well, Pumpkin talks like that, but I don't.

Anyway, let's talk about Lucas. He's grown a year since I last blogged about him. He loves me. In fact, when his dad was trying to banish me downstairs again through the wretched cat door, Lucas started crying, because O.Shane was taking me away from upstairs. My savior. O.Shane had compassion, not on me, but on Lucas (I'm still sure he is like a human kitten, but human fathers seem much more involved). I'll take what I can get.

And I did take what I could get. Lucas proceeded to knead me with his hands and roll me over for fun. All the scratches I don't give him (I know he's small and doesn't mean it) I should give O.Shane, but if I do that, he'll skeerd me.

Sister

From Pumpkin

Lucas "loves" me

If he loves me so much, then why when he smiles (which is kind of cute for a smallperson) does he grab my hair. Ow!!! It hurts more than you know, but I don't meow too loudly, since I think he doesn't realize it. I think he's pretty helpless not being able to eat, go to sleep, poop, pee or walk by himself, so maybe if this is fun for him...I can tolerate it from time to time. Pumpkin never does. She sees him look at her, and she runs. Scaredy-cat. Also, I think maybe Lucas might be mommy's human-kitten, which means she has to take care of him, even if he's slow to develop the basics. One thing I'm confused about is: where are his littermates? I think maybe this theory has some kinks in it.

Long time no post

My posts are few and far between now, which is really no fault of my own since Daddy and Mommy don't play with me as much as they used to. How do those relate? I've been on strike as both have coaxed and cajoled me to post on my blog and I've said "no!" since they're not giving me what I want.

What I want is more lovies. Why does the new smallperson who just showed up one day, get to cry whenever he wants? When I cry, all I get are scolds and "no!"s. It's not really fair.

The smallperson's name is Lucas. I know, because I hear it about 20 times more than "Frog" now, which is sad. My name used to be the one said most. Pumpkin thinks it's because Lucas can't walk, feed himself or use a litter box properly yet, so maybe he needs a lot of help. Well, if a kitten can't do those things after 10 weeks, then that's the mama's fault....he's about 14 weeks overdue in my book.

Pumpkin has been sick. O.Shane was really worried about her a few days ago and took her away in the green cage (I hate that thing). I bet I know where he took her: Dr. Evil, who likes to poke "thermometers" in innocent kittens' bottoms. O.Shane and Michele seem to think they should take us there when we don't feel good, but I don't understand why putting us in their scary hands should make us feel better.

Pumpkin finally came home and they had special food for her that they wouldn't feed me (dry and wet!) but they also kept force feeding her some weird brew. Pumpkin said she's feeling better now, and she had been throwing up a lot.

I still love my mommy and daddy...I just wish they'd pay some more attention to me.

Funny cats

I am sad today

I feel really bad today. Mommy was running around trying to do things before she left and I wanted her to give me lovies. I ran in front of her like I normally do to tell her, but she didn't see me, and her leg hit me, and she fell over. She yelled very loudly and I knew I was in trouble.


Daddy came in and asked what happened a little worried. Mommy told him that she fell and he looked even more worried and asked if she were injured. She told him she was fine, but then Daddy was mad at me anyway and he wouldn't let me go anywhere and yelled "NO" at me several times.


I'm sorry, Daddy and Mommy, for making Mommy fall. I know something special is going on with Mommy since her belly is very large and she looks strange. I don't like walking on her tummy anymore, because I have a sense that would be bad. I hope I didn't hurt whatever is going on.


Love,
Frog

Where are they?

I miss my mommy and daddy. They have been gone a long time and they have been gone a lot.

Stalking School

O.Shane (Daddy) has been busy lately. Mommy tells me he's either underwater (who in their right feline mind would go UNDER water - ick) learning 'skills' (like what, attacking underwater mice?) or studying for tests or "applying to school." I asked her, what is "applying to school." Mommy said, that's when you think of all the reasons you should be allowed to go to school and then tell the school about them so they can let you go.

I asked what school was and she told me "that's a place where you learn new things."

Then I said, "Meeoww?" which means, 'so school is like being with Daddy?'

She smiled and loved on me and said yes. Daddy is always trying to teach me new things, so he belongs in school. I know how to 'Come, Frog, come!' and how to attack stuff. Usually Daddy is pretty gentle and patient with me even when I want to do something else.

Last night though he got mad at me because I kept asking him the same questions over and over, "Meooowwwwwwww?" He told me he needed to learn some stuff for an important test and that I should be quiet. I think he was mad that he didn't have any treats to reward him for learning. I don't do anything without treats.

Anyway, he told me that I had a masters degree in stalking and that I majored in preying. Mommy reminded him that I also have a double major in disobedience, whatever that means.

To The Kitten of Our Love

Dearest Froggie - We are so thankful that you were born. Love, Your Mom and Father

P.S. You look quite smart in your new red collar.

1 Year Old

I'm thinking about this last year. My first year (it's my birthday today). I've been thinking about all the fun life is.

Getting born

Getting fed with lots of kitties around, some who look like me

A long car ride (I hate them)

Meeting Mommy

Meeting Daddy

Jumping over the cardboard

I'm Scared!!!

Jumping over the big cardboard

Can I come up?

Can I come up?

Please can I sleep up there?

Can I come up?

WHERE DID YOU GO?

WHY did you go? :(

Gross dry food

Even more gross dry food

Treats!

Come Frog Come! (I come!)

Don't go!

You're back!!!!!

Don't go!

You're back!

Don't go!

You're back!

...

Ow. Ow. Ow.

!!!!

!!!!

MY MOMMY MY DADDY!

Fine, you can stay!

I love you, Pumpkin!

I really love you, Mommy!

I really love you, Daddy! (see picture of me and Daddy below - he's a good Daddy)

Birthday Present

Mommy,

My birthday is one month from today. Here is an idea for my birthday:

The best gift idea ever.

Love,
Frogalog

Nemesis

Another sighting. Beware.

Cat Alive After House Explosion

Read this article about a cat who survived an explosion!

Beware Gorf

My evil nemesis, Gorf. He looks 'good', being mostly white, but he's dark underneath, sinister and menacing.

Uncle Jon!

Uncle Jon,

We just wanted to thank you for taking care of us while Mommy and Daddy went camping last weekend. We love you!

Frog & Pumpkin