Caught in the act

Last weekend Eve and I were in the office talking. Tulip Kitty was bored because it was raining, and she couldn't go out on the deck. Instead, she jumped up on the bed and started attacking Violet. I told you she's a bully! We have evidence!

The family that pees together...

Quite frequently, when we use the bathroom, Tulip decides she should use the litterbox at the same time. Since the litterbox is right next to the toilet (in a tiny bathroom) she ends up leaning right against you, while she's perched on the edge of the box peeing. I'm not sure why she perches like that, but I have a picture of her doing it somewhere. I'll have to find it and post it.

Anyway, Eve got up first this morning. I was awake, but still lying in bed. I heard Eve go to the bathroom and pee. Then I could hear kitty climb into the litterbox and pee too. It's as if she goes, "Oh. Is it time to go to the bathroom now? OK".

That was probably too much info, but I thought it was funny. Is this some kind of feline bonding ritual?

My eye!

Tulip tried her best to give me a black eye this morning. She was curled up next to me when the alarm went off. She stretched and purred while I petted her. Then I sat up, which intimidated her because she could feel me looming over her. So of course she threw herself at me, claws and fangs out. Her nose hit me right in the eye full force. All I saw was a bright flash, followed by throbbing pain. I couldn’t even open that eye for a few minutes to see if it was okay. It’s a little bloodshot, but not too puffy now. Happy Friday!

Tulip realized right away what she had done. She sat down on the end of the bed with a pitiful look on her face. I was so pissed off initially that I left her sitting there. Once I decided I was going to live, I went out to the kitchen to make coffee. Kitty came out and rubbed up against my leg, looking for some approval. She got a pet and some breakfast, but she wasn’t very interested in eating.

While I sat and drank my coffee, she was still pretty sheepish. I finally coaxed her over to me and gave her another pet. Kitty was sorry! She curled up at my feet and watched the news with me while I finished my coffee.

I know that Tulip does most of the crazy things she does because she can’t see. I suspect that she’s used to being punked by the other cats she used to live with, so she’s very defensive unless she’s 200% sure who is touching her (or even near her sometimes) and why. But did I really need a punch in the eye at 5:30 in the morning?

Tiger perks

This morning while I was getting ready for work, Tulip curled up on our bed. She looked like she was getting ready for a nap. When I saw her there I blurted out,

"Kitty! Why do you get to take a nap whenever you want? It must be nice!"

And I heard from the other room, "Honey. It's tiger perks."

So I replied, "Oh yeah? How do I sign up for those?"

Eve's reply? "Sorry. You have to be a tiger."

Story of my life...

Naughty girl

On Saturday I was cleaning the bathroom. I moved Tulip's litterbox out to the main part of the bathroom while I cleaned, because it was in my way. As I was working away, I noticed a scratch, scratch, scratch and the tell-tale tssssss of fine grains kitty litter bouncing on the floor. I looked over and watched as Tulip sat outside her litterbox and flung kitty litter all over the place. She'd flick it with her paw onto the floor. Then she'd cock her head to the side and listen with that goofy kitty smile on her face. Apparently she liked the sound of it hitting the floor. She thought it was great fun. Punk!