This morning Bob slept in later than Monika, so King Obsidian, Princess Boots and I staid in the room to guard him against the evil spirits. Protecting their humans is a very important job for all cats. |
January 10, 2010
Guarding Bob
January 09, 2010
That's My Spot
This morning, while Bob was DJing, I came in to get some attentions and Princess Boots was sitting in my spot on his desk. I almost cried, but Bob picked me up and put me on Monika's desk so that they could both give me pets at the same time. *smile* |
January 08, 2010
Casual Day
Bob doesn't have a dress shirt and tie on today. He said something about a casual day. I wish that meant he didn't have to go to work. |
January 07, 2010
Well Trained Pet
This morning after Bob gave Queen Munchkin his cereal milk and put his spoon on the desk, I jumped up there for attentions. The spoon was in my way so he moved it behind his mouse pad and said; "There you go Frostin. Daddy moved it out of your way." Then when I laid down I turned to face the door and started batting the spoon with my tail, so Bob picked it up and said; "OK Frost. I'll get it the rest of the way out of your way." and he brought it out to the kitchen. *smile* |
January 06, 2010
Lonely Kitties
We have to go back to being all alone during the day. Bob and Monika both will be gone from 7 am until about 5:30 pm. *pout* |
January 05, 2010
Bob Has A New Job
Bob has a new job. He is working for the Census Bureau and he has to where a shirt and tie. It is going to be strange seeing him dressed in something besides jeans, or cargo pants and a tee-shirt. Even his Pizza Hut uniform isn't far from that. |
January 04, 2010
Pet-sicles
Bob and Monika are crazy. They got up early this morning and went for a walk. The temperature is in the 30s out there!!! What are they trying to do? Turn into pet-sicles?! |
January 03, 2010
Pet Hair
Yesterday I made Bob laugh. I came to him for attentions, and when he started petting me he saw that I had a Monika hair hanging from my chin. I don't know how it got there, but while he was petting me, he pulled it off and put it in the garbage. |
January 02, 2010
No Petting The Mouse!
This morning, while Bob was DJing, I decided I wanted some attentions. So I jumped up onto his desk, then reached for his mouse and pulled it under me. He usually breaks in after every third song to tell listeners what the last two were and what the next song is going to be, but because I was hiding the mouse he gave me pets for seven songs before he took the mouse back so he could click the talk button again. *smiles* |



