Waiting for the Mousekeeper

Timmy da Timid

Timmy sat in the window all morning awaiting the arrival of Maria. She's the one who comes and tears the house apart, moving all our stuff around. Timmy can hardly wait until she shoves the broom under the fridge and digs out all his mousies he has stashed under there.

Maria smooths out the covers on the bed where we make our nests all nice and soft. She takes that nasty evil vacuum and sucks up all the catnip we have so carefully smooshed into the carpet. Whatever happened to brooms?

She runs the noisy old washing machine and lets it knock and whirl until Timmy and Buffy can't stand it anymore. Usually when that thing is running, they run away to the furthest corner of the house. Chica and Shadow hide under the beds. If the closet has been left open Timmy or Buffy go hide in there.

As for moi, I am not the slightest bit disturbed my the machinations of the laundry room. Er... my royal domain, that is.

I have more sense than my subjects, of course, and I have commandeered the dryer. It''s the most wonderful invention, made especially for royal cats such as moi-self!  Dryers also happen to be a useful item for hoomans to fluff up cat blankets and pillows. They put their towels in there to warm and fluff them up. That makes them nice and cozy in the laundry basket. It really seems to disturbed poor Mom when we lie down on them, so we really have to be sneaky about it.

Queen Bambi disappointed in mouse keeper

We were all disappointed today, however. Maria will not be returning to do any more mousekeeping for us. She stopped by to tell Mom that has found more "lucrative challenges" elsewhere.

How could she possibly give up taking care of our home?

We know she will miss us terribly, of course. How could she not? We are the most special Cats in the world and everyone loves us so much. We will miss her too.

 Especially since we had her trained to give us more treats when Mom was not looking.

Disorganized Kitty Household

Hi Effurbuddy, It's me the greatest teenage cat, Spyder!

I say dat coz dat what Miss E call me when I play fetch mousies wiff her. Today playing anyfing was very hard ta do!

Yoo know why? Coz ebery fing is a mess aroun' here!

Miss E, she been changin' eberyfing aroun' here and we don’t know wot end is up! Ebery time we find a place to be comfy, she move it!

Miss E say she is organ-eyesing eberyfing. But, Queen Bambi say it is Diss-organ-eyes!

We was so grateful when Mrs. Helper cames ta visit! She work hard and between da both of dem, they make quick organ-eyes of everyfing that Miss E make a mess.

They move all da big plastic boxes outta da closet. Now I don't have no place ta hide! They move da table I lyke ta lay under right outta da house. I don't know whare it went!

And all da bookcases from all over da house now in da living room! Miss E say she gettin' rid of her books.

Bambi say dat a good fing, coz we can have shelves ta lay on instead of da books takin' up dat spaces. She say dats what them shelves is fur in the furst place!

I decided ta climb them book shelve, and did purrty good until I got stuck between da third and top shelf!! I shamed ta admit, Miss E had ta rescue me!!