Blog Take Over

Shhh, this is Koali. Tammie is not looking, don't tell her I'm taking over the blog this afternoon.

To introduce myself, I'm a pretty cool cat. I'm outgoing, handsome, got blue eyes some say you could get lost in. Sorry ladies, if you're looking to hook-up, I'm just not interested, I've been neutered. Besides, I'm too busy keeping the people entertained.

Today started off like most others. I yawned, stretched, filled up the clean litter box just to give my human, aka, Tammie, something to do. My brother Scooter and I have it all worked out. I go, the human cleans up the box and then Scooter goes. It is pretty funny, she cleans up on command. One time she tried waiting us out, but we just acted like we didn't notice and wham soon as she gave in and cleaned the box, Scooter did his thing. She missed the high five we gave each other (she misses a lot).

Ahh, we don't do it to be mean, she's a pretty good human as humans go. She does get a little upset when we climb on the valences, but we can outrun her and we're just so darn cute, she always ends up laughing at us. All we have to do is hide under something and peek at her and she's over the upset, it works every time!

We had a visitor today, new lady, I haven't seen her before so I had to give my best performance. I walked in front of her with my back arched and tail straight up in the air, giving her my blue-eyed sideways glance with each pass. She ignored me!

Can you believe that? So then I poked her in the leg, nothing. I jumped up next to her on the couch, poked her in the arm, nothing again. What is this dame's problem? Is she blind or just plain stupid? Hey lady, this is me doing my best cuteness, here.

Finally, I can't take it anymore. I lean way over her lap and cock my head so I'm kind of looking her in the eye. Yep, she has eyes, they are open and I finally got a glance, but that's it. Not a scratch, not a pet, nothing.

Well, if that's how she wants to play it. I notice she has a pony tail and I can reach it from the back of the couch. Hmm, no one is looking at me. They are talking away. As stealthy as can be, I slink up onto the back of the couch just behind her head. I lean forward to judge the distance just right, pick up my paw (the right one, I'm a right-handed guy) and just as I'm about to thwack the tail out of the ball park, Tammie sees me. "Don't you dare," she says. That tone of voice means business so I put the paw back on the couch. I sit here for a few more minutes, but I hear Tammie again, "KOALI!" she says a little more sternly.

Guess I'm done. I climb into the chair opposite Tammie and pretend to take a nap. I'm really listening to see if another opportunity will come up for me to be cute. A few minutes later, the talking is done and the lady is saying goodbye. She reaches over to pet my head. Yeah right lady, I think. I tried to get your attention, so don't come petting me now. I back up as far as I can and avoid her touch successfully. I get down from the chair and give her my best go-to-the-devil walk and saunter back to my bed for some peace. You had your chance human, now you can talk to my behind is what I'm saying, but all she hears is purr, purr, grumble, grumble. Humans, we can understand them and they can't speak our language. Who's the superior species? Cats for sure, but stupid humans haven't figured that out yet.

I'm pretty thankful that I have a well-behaved human afterall, I think I'll sleep the afternoon away just to give her some rest!