May 17, 2012 § 5 Comments
May 11, 2012 § 1 Comment
Step 1: Find a Wearer. It helps if you are much lighter in weight than your subject. This ensures your subject retains head movement. This is not necessary, just recommended.
Notice the difference in size?
Step 2: Position yourself out of his range of site, and wait for your victim to unknowingly turn himself in your direction.
Step 3: Get ready to attack by lowering your body to the ground and wiggling your butt.
Step 4: Pounce! Take a running start, jump into the air, and fly towards his head with all limbs extended.
DO: Cling to the head.
DON’T: Cling to the opposite end.
Step 5: Hold on tight! Your chosen
victim subject will most likely not appreciate his new hat. In light of this, you must grab his head as tightly as you can.
Step 6: Repeat steps 1-5
Don’t get discouraged. It will take a few tries to perfect your technique. This is normal.
Once successfully executed, treat yourself to a victory romp around the house. Congratulations, you’ve turned yourself into a hat! Now, go do it again!
May 2, 2012 § 1 Comment
Today I had several new adventures.
I slept more. (It’s always best to have your human hold you while you sleep. It keeps them on the job while you get some rest.)
I improved my playing.
And I hung out. (I know what you’re thinking, “He looks so cool.” You’re right, I do.)
But, more importantly, I did some discovering! Did you know of something called a bed? And that you can ‘make’ it? I certainly didn’t. My first encounter with a bed was amazing! There are so many sheets that are big, white, and fluffy. I spent a good hour bouncing around them — pure heaven.
I also found a giant, brown bag in my house today. Bags are the best for hiding in, and popping out at unsuspecting victims.
I’m still perfecting my technique, but I’m sure I’ll figure it out soon.
There are so many things still left to do. How did your day go?
April 30, 2012 § 4 Comments
Hi, my name is Sparta. I’m two months and three days old. I’ve been told they call this ‘kitten’. I have no idea what that means, but I’m pretty it has something to do with bravery, ferociousness, and courage.
I recently found my family at a local shelter. They seemed like they were lost without me in their life, so I used my kitty charm on them. It didn’t take long until they took me home.
Ah, home. It’s a pretty big place — I still have so much more to explore, including the abyss called ‘garage’. But, my humans don’t understand my Lewis and Clark spirit. They think I’m too little and they try to keep me from danger. Ha! If they only knew! Despite my human protection, I did manage to meet two ferocious beasts. I tamed them in a matter of seconds. What are the beasts, you might ask? Dogs! Two huge, hairy, smelly dogs! Everyone insists that they mean well, but I still don’t trust ’em. They like eating a little too much, and I fit into their food bowls a little too well…
I’ll keep my eye on them.
I’ve done a lot in the days I’ve been here, and I plan to do a lot more (namely, getting into that garage).
Oh, and for any ‘kittens’ out there who just adopted his/her new family. If their not giving you what you want, just try a meow. Make sure it’s extra cute and little. Works wonders.