Maybe I could have played the Prince! Or something… Well, mama and papa took their little grandanthro, Margherita, to Cenerentola (Cinderella) by Rossini last night at the Rome Opera House and they can’t stop telling me what fun and how lovely it was. Even thought they did leave at the...
Read MoreCereal Killer
Well, y0u won’t believe this, but mama was in the kitchen trying to get something out of a cabinet and she was almost hit in the noggin by a heavy flying object! NOT a UFO, but a tightly packed square of avena, oatmeal, that papa has for breakfast, and it suddenly decided to hurl itself at mama. Hey, you...
Read MoreIndependence Day
Well, mama thinks I’m just a silly kitty who plays with my feathers all day. But she forgets that I took some pretty fun photos of the jets that fly over Rome on June 2nd, La Festa della Republica in Italy. When mama and papa came to Rome years ago, they landed often on June 1st and then the very next day (I...
Read MoreHot And Bothered
So, first anthros all complain about the cold nights and warm days and then about the rain that comes whenever it feels like it and now the HEAT, 85 degrees and climbing. Which is not so hot really for some of you who live in the south, but still…you’re not in a fur coat! Hey, we...
Read MoreLickety Split
Mama’s stepgrandson, David, when he worked at a big cat reserve. Mama, are they ready yet? Well, Mary McNeil (thank you, Mary) sent me an amazing video this morning, and I think all of us kitties will be thrilled to have these in the summer!...
Read MoreHorsing Around
Should I worry? Well, everyone in this house is in love with the little marble horse. I can’t really say ‘pony’ because it seems to be a full-size horse even though awfully small and compact. The sculptor lived near the marble quarries in Italy, and mama thinks he is...
Read MoreKitty Corner
Well, here’s the surprise from via della Gatta. For years, mama and papa have walked up and down this street because it’s the way to our apartment and to another shopping area, but they never wondered why the street is called what it is! And clearly they never looked UP! A 91-year...
Read MoreMore Old Things
WAIT A MINUTE – NO KITTY LOOKS JUST LIKE ME, GET IT? Well, mama and papa were at a book signing up on one of Rome’s seven hills, monte Celio or Caelian hill, and discovered a place they had never even known about, much less visited! And in the lovely gardens of the Lay Center, a...
Read MoreSide Trip
I’M NOT INVITED? WHY NOT? I need culture, too! Well, papa took mama to a beautiful villa here in Rome that belonged to a very eccentric man, of the family of Chigi. His summer house on the Tiber River is called the villa Farnesina, and legend has it that after throwing a huge feast at his villa with gold...
Read MoreJune Is Bustin’ Out
YAY! Well, it finally did. Bust out, that is. HOT weather and sun puddles and warm breezes, venticello in Italian, isn’t that pretty? Little winds. Sometimes I wonder if kitty-speak has some cool words in it that describe the world around us or what we kitties are feeling. Hmmm…there is...
Read MoreMoody Blues
Ever have The Blahs? Well, I’m leaving my memoires behind today, because yesterday I was in sort of a strange mood, sitting in sun on the back of the couch, not coming when called to have breakfast, looking a bit eyes-at-half-mast-like, whatever that means, and preferring eventually to loll under the couch...
Read MoreChapter Ten – Playing Along
I’m content now to simply rest on mama’s hand and relax. Well, as I became accustomed to my new abode, I also felt that my very serious feral personality was undergoing a radical change. I no longer had to forage for my meals, attempting to chase small creatures all over the place and often failing...
Read MoreChapter Nine – IPad Pondering
s Well, among the many things I started learning at my new home, watching Simon’s Cat and the antics of his marvelous kitty(s) was one of the best. I had never seen an iPad and now I’m like all of those anthros who stay glued to their TVs and IPads and IPhones and can’t seem to find time to do Life,...
Read MoreChapter Eight – Anthro Antics
Snuggling with my new papa. Well, I am beginning to understand just what sort of place I have landed in and who these anthros are. I overheard papa telling mama he wanted to give her a snappy bathing suit he had seen. He’s like that, he’s always wanting to give mama...
Read MoreChapter Seven – Bleshing
Whatever that means. Is this bleshing with papa? But mama says it’s a word from the 60s, LOOOOONG before my time, that’s for sure, plus mama would rather I not mention that she knows where and when the word came from, haha. But to continue. As I began spending my days in my new abode and as I...
Read MoreChapter Six – Fan Club
So there I am, taking my sweet time to get to know my surroundings, which are formidable compared to a woodpile, that’s for sure, and I am trying to find my way and mind my own business and, in general, make no ripples in the river (whatever that means), and there is a knock at our door....
Read MoreChapter Five — Awakening
Where am I? Well, today I think I’ll say a little about what I felt when I woke up in a strange house. The truth is, I felt a bit afraid still and was wary of mama and papa and just how their day would shape up and how I would fit into the plan. Well, who...
Read MoreChapter Four
Being nurse on mama’s knees. Well, I am going to meander back to my beginnings with mama and papa while mama recovers from a sort of knock-down from an antibiotic. Mama’s view is that if you can nail it without them, so be it, but there are simply more...
Read MoreTaking A Little Break
Keeping an eye out for mama…. Well, I wasn’t around yesterday to post my blog because I was keeping mama (and papa!) company so that mama might feel better. She’s fine, don’t worry, but I was worried and stayed on the bed all day with mama, knowing...
Read MoreIn The Pink Chapter Four?
NO WAY AM I WEARING THAT, WOUND OR NO WOUND! So, to get back to the pink tutu suit…well, not a tutu really but definitely pink and silly for a kitty to wear, just to make sure I don’t do something untoward to my…er…fix-it wound. And here I am in a...
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