Happy Birthday, Tibbles!

Tibbles is two years old today.  He’s been living with the old guy since he was around nine weeks old and has it pretty good.  He now weighs close to 15 pounds and is bigger than most of the dogs in this park.  Rich bought him a cup cake to help celebrate.  HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TIBBLES!

Tibs' Takes a Ride on a Magic Carpet

I spend a lot of my time snoozing now that I'm all grown up, but I still enjoy playing, especially with Rich.  Last night he gave me a ride around the house on his towel.  All kinds of fun.  Let's do it again.

Don't Push Tibs Too Far!

I’m usually a pretty laid-back kitty, but Rich sometimes just goes a little too far and then I can be one really mean pussy cat.  Last night, I was having some innocent fun in my Chili’s-to-go paper bag when Rich started bugging me.  Then he got all bent out of shape because I was able to draw a little blood.  What did he expect?  He keeps teasing me with that stupid red light and it’s driving me up the walls.  The old guy says he thinks it’s time I got my claws clipped again, so I guess I’ll be going to the vet pretty soon and trying out my new pet carrier.  It will be nice to see where we’re going instead of being stuck inside that old cardboard carrier.

Tibs' New Cat Carrier

It’s been quite a while since the old guy helped me write a blog, but there really hasn’t been much happening lately.  Rich has been gone quite a bit and the old guy doesn’t do much except sleep, eat and take his pills.  Of course, I can’t really complain.  Now that I’m no longer a little kitty, I like to sleep a lot and just lay around.

However, miracles never cease!  The old guy finally broke down and bought me a decent pet carrier for my trips to the vet.  The old cardboard carrier was getting pretty worn out and I was getting much to big for it.  I was afraid I was going to fall out of the bottom, but I think this is going to be a lot better.  I’ll be able to see where we’re going when they put me in the car and it’s actually big enough for me to stretch out and even take a snooze if I want.  I’m almost looking forward to my next visit to the vet

Laser light fun with Tibs

You'd think I would have learned  by now, but I just can't resist chasing after the laser light when Rich starts shining it on the floor.  I know I'm never going to catch it, but I have to keep on trying.  At least I get a lot of exercise and I get to convert the living room into my very on playground.  I don't think the old guy really approves, but he seems to get a kick watching me.  I guess I've got a pretty good life.

Tibs is conserving his energy.

The old guy's back has really been hurting a lot lately, so he's been taking it easy and not doing much of anything.  I hope he starts feeling better soon.  Meanwhile, he does try to keep me occupied and broke out a paper bag and my old red cube for me today.  Frankly, I wasn't much in then mood to exert a lot of energy either, so my heart wasn't really into it,  but I did try to play with them for a little while.  Rich will probably be home later and he plays rough, so I'm saving all my energy for when he starts messing with me.  I had a pedicure at the vet a few days ago, so I can't do as much damage to him as I would like.  I did get some good news.  I've lost a little weight since I was last there and the vet says I'm in good shape.  Maybe that means I can starting getting a few more snacks again.

Tibs helps make the bed.

It's kind of tough for the old guy to change the sheets on his bed, so Rich and I decided to do it for him.  It's kinda fun,  but I don't think Rich fully appreciated my help.