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Pictured above is Manny! I adopted this handsome kitty from the local animal shelter in October '05. I've been happily blogging about his exploits ever since.
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The [Continuing] Adventures of a First Time Cat Owner...
April 29

Fwd

Every once in a while someone emails a pretty darn good forward or video clip that I like to pass on to the world.  How lucky for you that today, I have one of these such forwards.  How lucky for me that I get to use the forward as a blog entry seen as I have no blog matieral what. so. ever.
 
So with out further ado, I give you a forward that made me snort with laughter. Ta da:
(Oh, and if anyone has any Manny blog material and/or ideas - please, please, please, pass it along)

DOG DIARY
8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 PM - Lunch! My favorite thing!
1:00 PM - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 PM - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 PM - Milk bones! My favorite thing!
7:00 PM - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 PM - Wow! Watched TV with the people!  My favorite thing!
11:00 PM - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!

CAT DIARY

Day 983 of my captivity.

My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.

They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape.

In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.

Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a 'good little hunter' I am. 

Bastards!

There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event.  However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of 'allergies.'
I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.

Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow -- but at the top of the stairs.

I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches.

The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded.

The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicate with the guards regularly.  I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe.  For now... 


 
April 14

Orange and White

Last week, April 10th to be exact, I was walking to the train after work when The Husband pointed out the Empire State Building (ESB). 

 

"Look!", he said, pointing at the building like a first time NYC tourist. 

 

I looked up as I crossed the street, trying not to get ran over by an over zealous taxi.  "wow", I said, not that impressed.  I couldn't figure out what was so special. It's the same building I see every night and every morning and basically any other time I step out of the office. The [exasperated] Husband said, "notice the colors...see anything familiar..."

 

"OH YEAH!!!", I answered excitedly. The proverbial light bulb finally turned on! The Empire State Building was illuminated in bright orange and white....the same strippy color as my (ahem, our) Manny!  I stopped on the corner and fished for my phone to document the ESB adorned in Manny orange and white.  I didn't care about the people bumping into me and muttering, "tourist!" as they rushed past me.  I so had to take a quick picture so I could show everyone that the ESB decided to honor Manny on some random Thursday evening.  

Here's the view of the orange and white ESB from my phone:

 

as seen from the iPhone

Here's a picture of Manny on the same random Thursday night after I told him that the ESB was glowing in Orange and White. See the resemblance?

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As you can see, Manny was not as excited about being honored by the ESB as I was.   Probably because he already knew the real reason why the ESB was glowing a beautiful orange and white.

It was in honor of the American Society of the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals (ASPCA), ASPCA Day (April 10, 2008).  Oh, right - I knew that.  Ok, so the ESB wasn't lit in honor of Manny, but I  can totally deal with taking a back seat to the ASPCA.  Knowing the ESB was the same color as Manny in honor of the ASPCA made me smile, and probably made my day, too.

***

Special "Hi!" to Manny's new readers and to those of you kind enough to drop us an email!

 

Hi Noelle -- Manny and I miss you!

March 22

Manny & Friends

I finally uploaded Manny's tie pictures onto the computer.  Here he is gallivanting in his necktie:

 

Manny looking for some treats    Tired Manny in his tie

 

That's really the only pictures that came out okay.  Manny is a hard cat to photograph.  He thinks he's shy. 

 

In fact he would like to take the focus off of him just for a moment so he can show you his fish friends.  Here they are:

Plum Plum and Mocha Windex Jr. Windex Jr.

Manny's fish tank friends can be a whole other blog in itself.  Lots of crazy stuff happens in and around that fish tank (aka The Husband's pride and joy).

Like the time we came home and found that two of our fish (not pictured) were busy creating lots of little baby fish.  We were fish grandparents for like 30 minutes  before the new fish parents got hungry and turned their offspring into their sushi dinner. Eww.  We called The Twin, the self proclaimed fish guru to come and see the baby fish.  When he arrived, he said "I came as fast I can!" with his fish gear in hand.  The Husband and The Twin talked animatedly about how to proceed with our new fish friends.  I went to bed.  Manny hung around the tank looking mightily hungry. We decided to let my brother take home one of the fish who seemed to be acting aggressively to the new fish parents and their offspring.  About a month later, said fish surprised my brother with baby fish.

We get to experience lots of staring contests between cat and fish.  Manny loved to watch the now deceased algae sucker, Windex Jr. do his tank cleaning chores. Manny would get up on two paws to watch Windex Jr. move around the tank.  Manny and I miss Windex Jr. very much and hold a grunge towards the other fish the day I discovered a very mangled Windex Jr. at the bottom of the fish tank one night.  Tragic.

There was also that time that a fish mysteriously went missing and everyone pointed their fingers at sweet little Manny.  It was later determined that the fish met his untimely death when he hopped out of the tank while The Husband was cleaning the tank. 

We like to tell everyone that the fish are Manny's pets and the only reason we have the tank is for Manny's entertainment.  Its a lot better than telling people that my brother and my husband are obsessed with fish, fish tanks, and the maintenance thereof, and that they spend hours perusing fish stores for the latest in fish accessories, in my humble opinion...

anyways, we would like to wish you all a Happy Easter for those of you Eastering this weekend and a Happy Weekend for those of you not.

 

March 17

All Tied Up!

My little orange fur ball wishes all of you a very Happy St. Patrick's Day.

We've been so bad about blogging and we apologize about that. Manny can't type, so the blame lays squarely on my shoulders. Plus, Manny has a very busy schedule with napping, eating, napping, napping, eating, purring, napping, eating so the time really does fly by for him.

We do have a story to share with you, though:

It was my Mom's birthday (Manny's grandma) and we hosted a birthday dinner for her last weekend at my place. Manny decided to scrape a few pennies together and buy her some birthday flowers. Molly (my mom's cat) chipped in and also added a few lotto scratch-offs to the mix. Cats like things they can scratch so they thought Grandma would like it, too. She did, but she probably would have liked the scratch offs better if she won more than two dollars.

In the midst of all the party planning, Manny received a surprise in the mail!! In what couldn't be more perfect timing, my long time blogging buddy, Kim, sent Manny a couple of kitty sized neck ties! Yes, folks, cat neck ties complete with white collar. It's all the range in cat apparel and I was beyond excited that Manny had his very own neck tie! I knew right then and there that Manny would be dressing up for his grandma's birthday party! I could hardly wait to put it on him!

Surprisingly, Manny didn't put up a fight. He was a bit groggy from his recent nap and I managed to secure it on his neck pretty quickly. He looked fabulous! The Husband and I convulsed into fits of giggles (yes, The Husband giggled!!) over how handsome and professional he looked. If Manny could blush, his orange fur would be bright pink. You could just tell he was like "STOP LAUGHING AT MEEEE!" He got up and went into his under the bed hideout, all the while The Husband and I were shouting out things like, "have a good day at work!" and "don't forget your lunch!".

When guests started arriving, I had everyone peek under the bed so they could see Manny wearing his tie. Everyone oooed and ahhed and eventually Manny could not resist all the attention. He came out and made his tie wearing début. He loved how everyone went completely nuts over him and decided to bask in the spotlight. He came out of his hideout and jumped on the bed to let the girls pet him. He left the room and mingled for a little bit until he was tuckered out. He fell asleep with his tie on crooked, obviously pooped out from all the partying.

Right now, all I have is one grainy photo of his tie wearing adventures from my cell phone. I have more that The Husband took with the camera but I need to upload them onto the computer. I'll do it as soon as my laziness/business subsides a little.

 

MannyTie

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