Frootbat Friday

After 535 posts this is myy final post on my own blog. Luckily I get to keep on with Frootbat Fridays at our new blog! I started Frootbat Fridays 2 years ago to show off my rather large (OK totally HUGE) ears when I first moved into my furever home. I may have grown slightly into my ears but they're still big!

For continued posts for me please visit me in my new home....The Cats P

Thirteen Things I'm going to miss about having my own blog

9. The concept of "sharing" just doesn't apply to me. I mean, if the LL calls any other cat I yell and come running because she's only allowed to talk to me.
10. I won't have to call my humans by different names will I? Chase had better not try to get me to use his names. The Tall Man is tall not Awesome. The Lap Lady has a nice lap and is not the Woman.
11. I was the first one who started blogging, why should I give up my blog? Its my space. It was MY idea.
12. Will my friends follow me? I'm super sensitive and worried that my friends won't follow me. I know my true friends will follow me and I've already received nice e-mails. Thanks for all of the encouragement!
13. Talking every day of the week! I have A LOT to say so how am I going to keep quiet?

See Chase and Latte for the start of our 13

Wordless Wednesday

Thieving- my way of life

"While the cat's away...." More aptly "When the cats are homegrown nipped out....the sisfur will steal." While Latte & Chase were busy enjoying their new snuggles from DKM (I already have my own of course and its even named after me and pink!) I took to the "packaging". DKM was so sweet to send me snuggles AND string. Its good to be a trash thief!!

Next week I'll be blogging at The Cats P for all future posts.

Jump and Shout

Kaze likes to jump for a good cause! Kimo and Sabi's contest!

Final Meezing on Monday

This will be my last week with solo posting. Next Monday we will all officially move over to our shared blog The Cats P. I'm really really sad to have to share after almost 2 years on our own but I guess things change. I've been guaranteed Frootbat Friday posts and Tuesday and Thursday are up for grabs. Most likely my grabs as I'm so good at stealing stuff!!

For my final Meezing on Monday I would like to meeze about friends. DKM is a really really really good friend to have. She sent Latte & Chase snuggles last week and I won squiggles for guessing a poem on her blog. The boys sunggles are SO beautiful and I've been snuggling in the a lot. But really....squiggles are the most perfect toy ever and now I don't think I'll run out for a long time. Know who your true friends are in life. I know mine are my blogging friends. Without you I might loose faith in stupid humans.

Frootbat Friday

Sorry about not posting earlier, blogger just wouldn't work for us. All night long it wouldn't load any blogs or even gmail. The Tall Man checked the "hops" ('cause he's weird like that) and said the Google servers were having a major routing issue around Washington, D.C. Well, excuse me, I needed access to my BLOG!!! So this morning all was up again, phew!

You're probably going to notice us posting less. We're "backing off" according to the Lap Lady. She's toying with ideas right now of maybe consolidating our blogs together or something like that. But for the time being, less posting. By the time the LL is done with work and riding Snap she gets home at 9:30pm. Then she has to eat and relax and sleep so that really only leaves us a little time to post and that's on a good day. I hope everyone understands, we fought this for 5 months and we just can't make it work. It makes me very sad and we're all really torn up about it.

Wordless Wednesday

Toysday

Oh man....I NEED the toys in here! NEED them. Right now!!!! Nowwwww!!!! Why won't my Lap Lady stay home with me and play all day long? I told her I'd pay her in snuggles and purrs but she said those can't buy food or more toys. I don't care if she doesn't make green papers, I need to be played with in order to be a happy kitty.

Meezing on Monday

I'll admit, some cats might think this is kitty torture. I, however, purred my heart out. I find it quite comfy to have my paws held and lie on my back. Also, the nip banana was Chase's left overs, I don't really get in on nip. My Tall Man called this pose a "Kaze tube". So today my meezing has to do with trying new things because you never know what you're going to enjoy.

Frootbat Friday

Thirteen Things I save in my Crevice

Last night one of us *ahem* yakked on the love seat. This prompted the Lap Lady to clean up the whole love seat and find all of my treasures.

1. Ticket to a concert back in February.
2. Pull tab from butter box.
3. Plastic pull top from bag of cheese.
4. Bits of tissue paper from a gift box.
5. Plastic wrapper from the top of an eye-drop bottle.
6. Q-tip.
7. One dollar bill.
8. Temptation (I was saving it for later!).
9. Tag from one of the Lap Lady's new skirts.
10. Hair elastic.
11. Receipt from Blockbuster (with due date listed).
12. A coupon for dish washing detergent.
13. Pull top from a lazy human dinner (microwaveable).

Wordless Wednesdsay

Toesday

Do you see the indignity of my clawrs? They've been clipped.  I don't know about you but I can't stand to have my claws clipped.  I find it very disturbing and scary.  It takes two people to get the task complete.  The Tall man holds me and my Lap Lady comes at me with the clippy things.  I always try to purr my way out if it but to no avail.  Squirming helps but still doesn't seem to work.

Snap said she will try to blog more.  She told me to tell everyone that when my LL went out to ride her (she even left work early) she had pulled half of her shoe off and therefore was limping.  I have to say, Snap has the best advice for annoying humans.  

Snap's thoughts on the Eight Belles tragedy

****Public Equine Service Announcement- Not Feline related at all**********

OK, so I know I'm not allowed on the blogs much because yes I have large hooves and I can make a mess in the house. However, Kaze alerted me to the fact that Captain Jack & Sir Dante's mom had a lovely post about the filly, Eight Belles. I'm not here to debate, just give the perspective of a former race horse. A perspective as the boss mare of many future race horses.

Eight Belles was kind of my cousinish. Well, we have similar breeding at least, both having Mr. Prospector as a Grandhorse and having Native Dancer on both sides. Plus she's from one of our home race tracks; Delaware. This is where some of my minion horses go when they go test if they'd like to be racehorses. I'm sure some of my past minions rubbed shoulders with her on races.

Don't get me wrong, I HATED being a race horse. I sucked at it. I ran in 4 races and I failed to finish anywhere near respectable. In fact, I was last in most races. Its not my "thing". My thing is to be totally spoiled and barely asked to do anything beneath me. I'm a queen of course. But some horses- some horses LOVE running in races. These are the horses who make it to the Kentucky Derby. Their passion to run makes them spectacular.

My barn is filled with racehorses-to-be. The Woman-In Charge is amazing. You know how humans generally fail animal needs? Not her, she rocks, she knows when we need a half-flake more hay, an extra water bucket, or when we need to stay in the barn in the winter. We trust her completely because she's proven herself time and time again. She is the woman who teaches the young horses how to be ridden and accept the things in life that will come at them when they try to be racehorses. Our babies (I say mine because I teach them older mare stuff in the field like how to avoid being captured hehe) are happy and LOVED. Truly loved. The vet care is incredible and their owners and trainers care for these horses and know their personalities and likes/dislikes. Training progresses at the speed of the filly or colt, not on an arbitrary schedule.

I would like to share a story of one horse in our barn and his love of racing. "Jack" as we called him was 3 years old when he was shipped out to our barn from California. The Woman-in-Charge took him in to see if she could get him re-trained to be a pleasure horse which is what I do (and I LOVE it!!). Jack did not want this. Jack spent a winter out in the field to "chill out", he was ridden lightly, he was ridden out in fields, he was given every chance to "calm down" and find joy in being ridden. Even my Woman (Kaze's Lap Lady) rode him. Scared the poop out of her because Jack only wanted to RUN. Anything else was not cool with him, he just was an unhappy horse. So Aunt G finally suggested maybe Jack should run again. He was put back into training at 5 years old and do you know what? Jack was laughed at and ridiculed for trying to get back into the sport. He showed them- he won his first race. Yup, Jack loves to run. This isn't even an old story- this race happened 2 weeks ago.

Please don't try to debate me, I'm a chestnut thoroughbred mare and I'm ALWAYS right. Just ask my human. My intent here was to give hope to those who feel that racehorses are not well cared for. This is true in some truly sad circumstances but the vast majority of humans who take care of us deeply care about our welfare. Sure things need to change in racing but totally stopping racing would not fix anything. We are fragile yet strong animals who are very well loved by the humans around us. Of course there are exceptions (as there are with kitties too) but the majority of race people have a good heart. As for race horses- we let you know pretty fast if we like our jobs or not- hence the reason I got this sweet gig with my Woman and Jack is back at the track.

************Now back to your regularly scheduled Feline Topics***************

Meezing on Monday

Today I want to meeze about snuggling. Its always better with a partner. Sure humans are the best for warmth sapping but brofurs can be quite useful. That is when they aren't lying on top of you. That's annoying.

Frootbat Friday

So you know how my Lap Lady goes to ride Snap?  Well there are 3 cats who live there.  They're all well taken care of and had their hoo-has removed and such.  Well there is another barn close by who does NOT take care of their feral cats.  In fact they get mad when people try to catch and release them.  Sometimes these cats wander over to our barn because of the cat food.

Anyhow, there was apparently a 9 month old girl kitty who was more talkative than ME following the LL and TM around.  She was very sweet and really purred and talked the whole time they were there.  Snap thought the cat was crazy.  I don't know what she would think of me if we ever met.  At least my ears are bigger.  

Thanks.

Yes Tall Man. There is no need to taunt and torture me, I KNOW where the toys are thank you very much. Your pointing to the toys just serves to make me meeze louder and harder for you to play with me. You're slacking Tall Man- the Lap Lady plays with me every morning before work, you're supposed to be on night duty.

I'm not amused.

I almost forgot its knock-knock joke day!!!

Kaze: Knock Knock.

The Lap Lady: Who's there?

Kaze: Meeze.

The Lap Lady: Meeze Who?

Kaze: MEEEEEEEEEEEZEEEEEEE!

The Lap Lady: OK, Meeze who, Kaze?

Kaze: MEEEZE want to play!!!! Or else I'll steal trash.

The Lap Lady: Kaze, that's not really a knock-knock joke, its more a threat.

Wordless Wednesday

Toysday

I learned a hard lesson yesterday.  THIS (above) is a toy.  The stairs are NOT toys to be scratched upon.  I got yelled at by my Lap Lady and Tall Man!  I was so upsetted I hid under the dinning room table until they both came and coaxed me out on their own.  I do not handle yelling well at all I get REALLY upset when humans raise their voices.  Luckily my Lap Lady doesn't stay mad long at all and she often "covers for me" when I make mistakes and scratch the wrong things or steal stuff.