cramped...

this is an oldie but goodie... prada loves to squeeze into the smallest spaced possible... if we still had this scratching post, there's no way that today, she would be able to fit into it...

WHOOPS!!!

i am such a bad kitty mama! i totally forgot that it was prada's 3rd birthday on 8/8/11!! i feel so bad... maybe that's why she decided to let me pet her this morning, and then on a whim she bit and scratched me... how am i supposed to know she was mad about me forgetting her birthday? her biting and scratching is the norm for her!

i'd like to make it up to her... but she's actually kind of on a diet... or should be on a diet... good ol' daddy keeps sneaking her stuff...

maybe a new toy... she did get a new box and crunchy paper to play with this week...

ooh.. i just feel so bad!

hiding...

kolohe thinks he's hiding=o)

wordless wednesday...

glamour shots

the kitties were sitting in the window one day, so i took some close up shots...

memorial monday

a few reasons why i decided to start blogging again... i have all these pictures that are sitting in a folder on my desktop waiting to be blogged... that and i'm jobless... so i have more time on my hands for the time being...

i miss my dog, yoshi... i really miss having a dog but with prada around i don't think we'll be able to get another dog... having prada is like having at least 5 animals in the house....

and also, yoshi was such a good dog, that if i were to get another, i'd end up disappointing myself... i know that no dog will ever be like yoshi... and i know i'd be constantly comparing... and that wouldn't be fair to the new dog...

i do miss canine companionship though...

my beautiful, loyal yoshi....

flashback friday...

when prada was just a wee one... she was much, much lighter (in color and in weight!)

remote held hostage...

one evening, prada decided to hold the tv remote hostage...


this is what happened when we tried to rescue the tv remote...

wordless wednesday

mouse-capade...

i come home from yet another rough day at work...

good ol' daddy: did you see r's picture?
me: picture?
r: yeah, there's a mouse in the house...

r shows me a picture of a cute, yet germ- y rodent...

me: well, where did it go?

r: i brought kolohe over and he batted at it with his paw and then walked away... then i brought prada over and she played with it but then it ran away...

great, i thought... now we have germs running around the house...

so i continue on with my evening and was even in snooze mode...

good ol' daddy: prada has the mouse! come quick! i might need your help...
me: grumble, grumble, i'm so tired!!

i get up and go see the commotion... prada is under the tv table waiting for the little mouse to come out... i look underneath... i don't see anything for the little mouse is hiding behind the power strips... i poke around... mousie pops out... prada lunges and grabs mousie with her mouth and takes off...

good ol' daddy: it's going to take all night to catch her! (remember the chicken story? and other food stories?)

we chase prada for a bit and she's still running and chomping on her new found friend... we corner her in the kitchen and as she tries to bolt again, i catch her and scruff her... mousie falls from her mouth and tries to run, but good ol' daddy caught it in a shoe box...

i take the shoe box and take mousie for a semi-long walk... "ok, don't come back mousie... we saved your life..." and i released him into some ivy plants...

prada was quite sad that the excitement was over... good ol' daddy had to gloat "my kitty caught the mouse and yours did nothing!"

i'll give him that much... and rare words: yay prada....