Oh Hippo, You Came and You Purred Without Meowing, And You Fought With Your Mousey, Oh Hippo!!

Meowers. Its been a bit weird since my b-day last week, maybe partially becuz I have had a couple good doses of the catnip Baxter and Katie got for me. Katie also did a bit of cleaning in the living room and put all my toys in a very cute little basket on the floor. I had to pull the fishy-pole and the pink feather toy out to throw them around and a couple times it meant that I just played with pencils, blankets, rubber bands, books, electrical cords (umm, Katie and Baxter, if you're reading, ignore that last one) and the like.

One of the crazy things about the month of August is that once my birthday-extravaganza is over its time for the Katie birthday extravaganza. I have been saving up and consulted with Baxter about some things that she might like. Here's a picture of our pow-wow on the subject of Katie-presents:



Baxter has worked pretty consistently on his dissertation all week, which meant that I got to spend alot of time studying along with him, as well as occassionally taking a cat-nap or two on the desk. I hadn't read alot of The Interpretation of Dreams but as you can see based on this picture from today, I have really gotten into it.



I have been watching So You Think You Can Dance and in all honesty, I think a 2 hour tape of me sleeping in the window would be more entertaining. At least every 10 minutes I would rub my cute little paws on my face and you could go "awwww" instead of hearing pretentious dance people arbitrarily choose whether or not they "felt it." On the other hand I've been watching Kathy Griffin's reality show on E! and she is kinda meowtastic. She has two puppies and apparently no kitties, but a fountain that I would love to play with, stairs that I would love to run up and down, and lots of big windows to look out of.

Finally, there are two new puppies who live in my building and I have seen outside a couple times. One is a little black lab and the other is an 8 week old English Bulldog, I think they will be my new friends.

Purr,

Hippo

Birthday Kitty!

Hello All!

As I'm sure everyone is aware, yesterday was my first birthday! Katie and Baxter bought me some presents, though they have told me that I haven't received them all yet. I find this suspicious - don't they trust me with my purr-prises? Just this morning, I found CATNIP that had been being held from me. The sheer nerve.

So since I know it's what my fans demand, a few choice and purrtastic photos of my birthday, and then a few others.

Here is my first birthday present! I found it cat-tastically entertaining.


Another of me and my favorite toy!


And then a couple of me sitting on Baxter's neck! How cute am I, sitting up.




AND, MY CUTEST FACE EVER:

Cuz I've Got One Paw in My Pocket, and the Other One is Batting a Fuzzy Mouse

Sorry its been so long, I have been busy. Katie is still gone, my fur is less than perfectly shiny and smooth, and Baxter completely gives in to whatever I meow. Sometimes I just walk into the room and meow at him and then make him follow around the apartment as if I wanted something, even though I don't. Its pretty funny. I have also developed a couple new fun places to sit. My favorite is prolly (thats pretty sweet huh, I picked up some net-lingo there, /\/\e0w !!) over on Katie's nightstand which is almnost completely devoid of objects with her not around. Even glancing at this picture makes me purr with adorability:



Anyway, not much has been going on in this part of the world. The weather looks very nice outside, makes me kind of want to sit under a tree and chase birdies. Then I realize two things 1) I am not much of a jum-purr, since the top of the couch without a climb is kind of a stretch I doubt I would be able to reach up to the nest 2) I really like my comfy air-cat-ditioned bedroom. The only time the air-cat-ditioning hasnt been keeping my bunny-soft luxurious coat at a comfortable coolness since we've been home was yesterday, when some sort of storm wreaked havoc on our electicity.

I must admit, for the brave flat little face that I put up when I have to defend myself against a pink feathered toy, for instance, or when the shadow of my mobile toy strikes me in the wrong way, I am occassionally a bit of a scaredy cat. At first, the loud bark-like noises in the distance didn't deter me from sitting comfortably in the windows. But as the wind started to rattle them, I decided to move into the living room with Baxter, since, if nothing else, he would likely drown out the noise by talking to me about some television program that I had not been keeping up on or asking me what I want for my birthday. A concept, I have told him many times, that I do not understand. Though I must admit, a set of pink fuzzy sheets for my (excuse me, our) bed would be welcome.

When the lights started to flicker on and off, I had had it. I opened my big persian eyes as wide as I could, to let in the little bit of available light and crouched in the kitchen to wait out the storm. Almost 2 hours we had no lights, no TV, and nothing to keep my frantic self chilled and relaxed. When it was all over and done with I had to chill out with a couple White Persians, a delightful drink I developed featuring Vodka, Kahlua, Godiva White Chocolate Liquor, and Whipping Cream.

Finally, heres another pictures for my adoring paw-blic. This is a new game I have developed, called Pony Rides for Kitties. Hope you enjoy.



Purr,

Hippo