Randomn Human Foolishness

The weather here has been unseasonably warm and you know what that means — an early crop of fluffy moth hors d’oeuvres! Unfortunately, they keep flying places where I can’t get them, like behind the window shutters. I swear, those things get smarter every year.

Once again my human got a stack of those papers she has to edit. But this time, I got to them first instead of Binga. I enjoyed helping in a number of highly creative ways. Here, I show my human the proper way to use a pen.

My human was so pleased with my work that she even let me have lunch on the editing papers. Unfortunately, I never, ever get to eat in peace.

 

Our office is filled with all sorts of stuff, including a bunch of books and DVDs, but that doesn’t stop my human from bringing more home. Some she gets from a place called the “library.” I’ve never been there, but apparently the deal is you only get to keep the stuff you get from there for a while — then you have to give it back. I think that’s lame because it means I’m not allowed to chew on library things. To make me feel better, one day my human brought home a DVD she said was just for me to watch.

I didn’t know what to think. She put the silver disc into the computer and all of a sudden the computer was filled with cats. Like we need any more cats here.

And the cats in the computer didn’t seem to like me, either.

I was kind of bummed that my human threw out my salle de bains that came with the shredder she got last month. She tried to make me feel better by getting me an “all-in-one” printer.

I wasn’t that thrilled with it. The box it came in was kind of small for a salle de bains.

The month ended on a sour note, literally. There were a bunch of guys here, hanging around my human’s boyfriend. I didn’t see much of them because they kept messing around in the rooms over the bedroom and kitchen areas. Then suddenly there was a load of noise that went on for hours! This went on for days, and is still happening. From what I gather they are recording something called an “album” up there. All that noise gets put on silver discs and into computers. At least it isn’t more cats.

My human took me upstairs one day when it was quiet so I could see what was going on. I was horrified. I had a few cat toys up there and I couldn’t find them anywhere!

 

I couldn’t wait to run down the stairs and get out of there.

Then my human got something in the mail and she expected me to get all excited about it. She said that even though it was addressed to her, it was really for me.

 

It’s some sort of “rebate” thing she signed up for so long ago that she had totally forgotten about it. So I get some pouches of my favorite cat food — free.

 

Like I care if my human saves money! Just give me the food and don’t bother me with petty things like price.

»May 2008