I thought I might take some time to introduce you to the inspiration for the name of my blog. I have two cats, Simon and Sasha. They’ve lived with me for two years now. You notice I didn’t say I’ve “owned” them for two years, cats are never “owned” by anyone! I thought it would be be best to allow them to write their own posts to introduce themselves.
I’m Simon, the black cat in the photo. I think I’m quite handsome in spite of my slightly crossed eyes – it makes me more mysterious. I have a few hobbies I enjoy, but in particular, I am a big fan of q-tips. They are easy to carry and fun to bat around. Each morning when I hear the lid to the q-tip jar clank, I head into the bathroom and take my spot on the counter and wait for my mom to give me one. I then run off to play with it for a while. Sometimes it gets away from me under the closet door downstairs. Other times when I’m done playing with it, I’ll drop it in the water dish for safe keeping. I like to be affectionate, but sometimes I get yelled at when I try. For some reason, my mom doesn’t like to pet me at night. There we’ll be, laying in bed and she’ll be sleeping, not doing anything else. So I wake her up. That usually involves licking her face (including her eyelids, that usually gets her attention) or I will sit behind her and hit her in the head with my paw and then drag it across her scalp with my claws extended just every so slightly. I have a sister, Sasha, who I like playing with sometimes, but most of the time, she’s just a pain in the butt.
I’m Sasha, the pretty one. I have to keep an eye on Simon to make sure he isn’t doing something he shouldn’t be and that takes a lot of effort. I was a teenage mother and living in a shelter before my Mom found me and brought me to live with her. Yes, I know I have a scandalous past, but that is all behind me now. I’m living the life I was meant to live. I have long, beautiful fur that needs a lot of brushing, but I can’t be bothered if I’m not in the mood. My mother calls me a “drama queen”. I’m not sure what that means, but I know I’m a queen. For fun, I like to carry various toys around in my mouth. It’s important that everyone knows that I have something so I’ll meow loudly to announce it. Usually this is late at night when it’s real quiet. I’m also what you would call a connoisseur of food. I like all food – especially whatever my mom is eating. She forgets to share so I have to remind her with a lot of meowing and climbing up the front of the cabinets.
There you have it, straight from the bad kitties themselves. I’ll be sharing more about them in future posts. I may even let them write one or two if they behave.