Pye, Pye, Pye. *shaking my head*
Last night I gave her regular bowl of kibbles. As usual, she hopped up to the RV dash and started eating. I went back to doing my usual – something that included sitting on the couch. A minute later there is a huge commotion from the RV dash and Pye is scrambling to get away from the area, leaping over furniture.
But, wait! There's more...Yes, folks it’s true, I have left Cow-Chicken-Oil Town and am now at a new one. Still in Texas, this town has oil, but no cows or chickens! The new RV park is larger, has a pool, a rec room, and more people! This means new fodder for Tales.
But, wait! There's more...In the latest episode of crazy shit Pye does, she stowed away in the chassis/undercarriage of my RV for almost 150 miles and 3.5 hours!
*blond lemming faints*
Friday morning, on my way to meet up with a group of other single RVers, I packed up the RV for the first time in a long time. I was excited to finally be taking the RV on the road. But, like so many things, this packing up made Bipolar Pye nervous. (Last time I moved from one side of the park to the other, she peed on the driver’s seat.)
But, wait! There's more...Holiday Letter From Da Kitteh
Oh hai! Mah naym iz Pye. Im teh kitteh hoo showd up on mah hoomanz doorstep last yer. I decidd to adopt her an let her be mah mom. Last yer, I wuz to lil to rite Holidai Lettr Frum Teh Kitteh, so u didnt hear frum me. But im hooj kitteh nao so u git ur furst holidai lettr frum me!
But, wait! There's more...It’s been a year since Pye appeared on my doorstep. A year of learning about relationships, for both of us. Yes, I’m referring to my cat as if she’s a person. Please see the tag line under the title of this blog for the explanation.
We’re going to skip what I’ve learned about relationships this past year or so; I’ll save that for another time. Let’s move on to Pye for now, shall we?
But, wait! There's more...The sleep deprivation was getting to me. Since Pye is a water-loving freak of cat nature, squirting her with water has the opposite effect it would on normal cats. Locking her out of the bedroom, something I’d rather not have to do because I like her little warm body sleeping next to mine, doesn’t work because she scratches at the door all night. She wants to cuddle for about five minutes, but then she wants to play.
But, wait! There's more...The Life of Pye is about a cat – the cat who adopted me. This is another post in the sporadic series about Pye’s antics. Some previous stories are Pye Has a Foot Fetish and Thirty Hours Without Pye. Before I start, let me note that this post is not … But, wait! There’s more…
The Life of Pye is about a cat. The cat who adopted me. And this is a short, sporadically posted series about her. The first post is Pye has a foot fetish. Pye is still quite pudgy. She’s been on a diet for several months (1/2 cup of kibbles as … But, wait! There’s more…
The Life of Pye is about a cat. Well, the movie titled The Life of Pi isn’t entirely about a cat. Ok, the movie isn’t really about a cat at all, it just has a cat in it. Whatever, we can’t be picky. But this post is about a cat. … But, wait! There’s more…
