Curious about my Libations

I don't really drink...well, not really. I just have this unusual habit of drinking from the faucet. I always ask for it to be turned on, "Meow". The nice lady understands me the best. Then I lap the fresh water...it tastes the best that way. I sometimes forget to ask her to turn it off. We have a person coming in to lay down tile in certain places around the house. This has provided me unending entertainment. His dowel goes in half circles all around...half circles all around...again and again. I watch every movement with such expectation and interest. The man accused me of being the "Inspector". Not me! I'm just his audience! Lily =^-^=

Lily vs. the Snake

Hah, to be outside... the smells, the dirt...roll in the dirt...then lie there...Ah...

WAIT! What was that movement? This requires additional investigation on my part. Not a toy. PREY! I will toy with it for a while. Pat..Pat..Jump BACK! It is hissing at me! Hair up on my spine...Swat, Pat, Swat. Hiss... the snake turns to make a get away.

It slithers into the wire fence and stops. It's half through and stuck! Pat...pat...the tail. The head of the snake on the other side hisses and stands up. Pat...pat...the tail. This is fun and interesting. Is it going to do anything else?

The tail goes limp. I bite it. Pat...pat...it's not doing anything. (playing dead). Is it going to do anything else?

The nice lady is calling my name. She wants me to come in. "NOT NOW! I'm busy!" The nice man comes out twice. He wants me to come in. "Can't! I'm occupied!" After 3 attempts to get me in, he suddenly realizes the focus of my attention. DARN! That's it. Game over. I'm inside.

I make several attempt to gain access again outside, but am not successful. I see the nice people running around -- in and out -- with wire cutters attempting to free my prey! NO! leave it there! I'll get back to it...It may do something else! I'll miss it. DARN! They take away the only good fun I've had all week. (Last week it was a lizard.)

Signing off for "meow"

Lily (aka the "Huntress")

Enjoying Comfort

I've become much more comfortable with the household. I take special advantage of when the dogs are out (doing their business). This morning I jumped on the nice lady's lap and played with a shiney, sparkly thing. Purrrring away. Then the dogs came. Ears down. Gotta go. The chase continues on. Back to my homebase -- the kitchen countertop.

Things sometimes move on the countertop that I jump up on. This morning I jumped up and knocked down a basket of writing sticks (pens and pencils) all over the floor. I still try to help them with their phone problems. The ringing. Listening to voice mail. The humans don't seem to appreciate it and push me out from in front of the phone. Meow. I'm only trying to help. Can I push a button (or two)?

Caught being stoned (on catnip)...

Meow,
Lily