Monday, November 23, 2009

Thursday, June 18, 2009


Hey - Kimba here . . . Mom told me to blog something, suggested I needed a hobby. But I have a hobby . . . one I'm really good at. I like to think that I've taken the nap to the level of an artform . . . what do you think?

Monday, June 1, 2009

"Nacho" Cat

I stopped by there because of the garden.  It's got cool places to sleep; lizards, bugs and occasional mice to eat-birds to try for.  She started giving me "their" leftover food.  Pampered things-I get quite a variety simply eating what they turned their nose up at.  The humans have taken to calling me "Nacho" because of my ear . . . then they make jokes . . 

"This is 'Nacho' cat."  
"This is 'Nacho' house." 
"This is 'Nacho' flower pot."

I put up with it.  


Keep up . . . haven't you been listening?  Cool garden, creatures to stalk, variety of free food . . .besides, they're right. . . 

I AM 'Nacho' cat.

I'm my own cat.

Saturday, May 9, 2009

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

The Tennis Ball

I found it. Now it is mine. Yeah, it had slobber from the neighbor's dog, but it looked like fun. I had it in my mouth when Judy saw me. She called out to me and I dropped it. Then she took a step toward me, I grabbed it again and ran. Across the front yard, down the alley into the backyard. I could her her laughing but she didn't follow me. Good thing, because it is mine.