Well the rain finally stopped for a little while SO IT COULD SNOW! What a disgusting sight! That white stuff on the ground doesn't look the least bit appealing, but luckily, it didn't cover the entire ground. And the sun came out for about 10 whole minutes this morning. And two deer just ran across the grass behind our motorhome.
It was beautiful, warm, sunny spring when we left Arizona and drove through California. What happened? My people are shivering under blankets and don't even bother to get dressed these days. Pitiful! Guess they're not really winter folks! Luckily I have a warm home and big windows so I can watch it all, and I don't have to go out to buy my own food, so I don't have to worry about getting my feet wet or cold. I've got people for stuff like that.
Life is good for me - purr-r-r-r.
Showing posts with label RVin' with Inky. Show all posts
Showing posts with label RVin' with Inky. Show all posts
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
HELP!
HELP! I'm being held hostage in a place where the sun never shines. What kind of place is this?
First of all, my people drag me up here in a motorhome, then they leave me alone for long periods of time for a few days while they take care of their nieces. Now I admit those girls are sweet and nice as can be, but do they deserve more attention than me? I think not! For one thing - they don't have soft, shiny fur like me! And can they purr? NO!
Today my people seem to be home more, so maybe the tide has turned. They've been playing with me and my favorite toys: the big bug on a fishing pole, the feathers on a stick, the laser light, and my favorite little mouse that I always keep track of so it doesn't get lost. But I can't find any sunshine in the usual places, like the dashboard of the motorhome, and not in my soft little nest at the head of the bed.
My people keep promsing to open the windows and let the sunshine in, but it came out for a couple of hours yesterday - and no open windows. They said something about the temperature only being 43 degrees, and the sun was too weak. It was nothing like that big shiny ball in the sky in Arizona. It certainly was cold, and still is!
Today, like every other day since I've been here, I keep hearing the drip, drip, drip of raindrops. They seem to be making my people cranky. My he-person even threatened to leave and go back to Arizona, but the she-person reminded him of how much gas cost to get here. So I think I'm stuck here for awhile.
If you're reading this, please pray for sunshine in Washington so I can resume my tanning routine on the dash. I don't want to return to Arizona all white and pasty.
M-e-o-w!
First of all, my people drag me up here in a motorhome, then they leave me alone for long periods of time for a few days while they take care of their nieces. Now I admit those girls are sweet and nice as can be, but do they deserve more attention than me? I think not! For one thing - they don't have soft, shiny fur like me! And can they purr? NO!
Today my people seem to be home more, so maybe the tide has turned. They've been playing with me and my favorite toys: the big bug on a fishing pole, the feathers on a stick, the laser light, and my favorite little mouse that I always keep track of so it doesn't get lost. But I can't find any sunshine in the usual places, like the dashboard of the motorhome, and not in my soft little nest at the head of the bed.
My people keep promsing to open the windows and let the sunshine in, but it came out for a couple of hours yesterday - and no open windows. They said something about the temperature only being 43 degrees, and the sun was too weak. It was nothing like that big shiny ball in the sky in Arizona. It certainly was cold, and still is!
Today, like every other day since I've been here, I keep hearing the drip, drip, drip of raindrops. They seem to be making my people cranky. My he-person even threatened to leave and go back to Arizona, but the she-person reminded him of how much gas cost to get here. So I think I'm stuck here for awhile.
If you're reading this, please pray for sunshine in Washington so I can resume my tanning routine on the dash. I don't want to return to Arizona all white and pasty.
M-e-o-w!
Sunday, March 16, 2008
Keepin' Up With Inky
This is a short posting to keep all my many fans updated on my travels. I left the RV park yesterday stuffed inside a crate in the motorhome. What kind of vacation is this? Then we spent the night in Newberry Springs, CA beside a small lake after arriving late. Imagine my surprise when I checked out the window this morning and found some funny-looking big birds that waddle around and quack. Oh, and they also float on water! Hopefully, my she-person got some pictures of me watching the noisy quackers. Later today we drove through some white, fluffy stuff that was stuck on the mountains that surrounded us. Pretty, but it looked so cold - b-r-r-r.
Tonight we're parked next to a railroad track. What a scare I had when its loud whistle woke me from a sound sleep. Can't a sweet lovable fellow like me get some rest? After two long days of riding,, I'm pooped, and now I am having my rest disturbed by the rumble of a train and its whistle. Luckily, I no longer have to be stuffed in that crate. Now I have the choice of sleeping on the bed, the floor, or on top of a cabinet where I see out the window. This RVing life is getting better every day.
Another good thing is that I still get fed on time, every day. Yipee! Until next time, m-e-o-w. Inky
Tonight we're parked next to a railroad track. What a scare I had when its loud whistle woke me from a sound sleep. Can't a sweet lovable fellow like me get some rest? After two long days of riding,, I'm pooped, and now I am having my rest disturbed by the rumble of a train and its whistle. Luckily, I no longer have to be stuffed in that crate. Now I have the choice of sleeping on the bed, the floor, or on top of a cabinet where I see out the window. This RVing life is getting better every day.
Another good thing is that I still get fed on time, every day. Yipee! Until next time, m-e-o-w. Inky
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Inky's Trials and Tribulations
Okay, here's the story folks. Nobody but nobody asked me my opinion of traveling before they started dragging me along in an RV. I mean, my first family was most likely RVers, and didn't anyone figure out that if I got away from that situation, it might be because I wasn't a happy camper?
So yesterday morning my people started the RV's engine, and I went tearing to the back of the motorhome. As soon as we were moving, I ran to the front and jumped up on the dash (after all, I am a handsome dash ornament) and started pacing back and forth. My he-person couldn't see around or through me, so before we got to the highway, my she-person was grabbing at me to get me down. Oh please! She still thinks she's fast enough to catch me, but I showed her.
As soon as they got the RV stopped, they caught me and locked me in the bathroom. How dare they? So I found a seat up on the vanity, and that's where they found me when we finally reached the RV dealer's, where they were having some maintenance done before we seriously hit the road. Then they stopped to get gas, then to buy a new battery, then to load up on propane. Somewhere in all those stops, I thought it was safe to get down and use my potty, which is inside the shower stall. They always leave the door slightly ajar so that I can always get in.
To my horror, the motorhome started moving again and the shower door slammed shut with me inside. Ugh! Kitty poop doesn't smell so great when you're locked in with it! So there I sat, quietly and patiently waiting for someone, ANYONE, to find me and let me out.
I was one exhausted kitty when we finally got parked back in our site, so I settled down for some much-needed beauty sleep for the rest of the day and night. I slept so soundly my she-person had to wake me for supper. That's a first!
Today's another day, and I'm enjoying looking out the open doorway. This Arizona weather is like heaven as long as you can peacefully lie in the sun and soak it up. Surely they don't plan to haul my gorgeous, sun-loving self off to the rainy Northwest, but that's what they're threatening to do when we leave here this weekend. I may have to borrow someone's fur coat to wear over my own luxurious fur to protect it and keep me warm.
Stay tuned for my next adventure(?) on the road. Until next time, purr-r-r-r.
So yesterday morning my people started the RV's engine, and I went tearing to the back of the motorhome. As soon as we were moving, I ran to the front and jumped up on the dash (after all, I am a handsome dash ornament) and started pacing back and forth. My he-person couldn't see around or through me, so before we got to the highway, my she-person was grabbing at me to get me down. Oh please! She still thinks she's fast enough to catch me, but I showed her.
As soon as they got the RV stopped, they caught me and locked me in the bathroom. How dare they? So I found a seat up on the vanity, and that's where they found me when we finally reached the RV dealer's, where they were having some maintenance done before we seriously hit the road. Then they stopped to get gas, then to buy a new battery, then to load up on propane. Somewhere in all those stops, I thought it was safe to get down and use my potty, which is inside the shower stall. They always leave the door slightly ajar so that I can always get in.
To my horror, the motorhome started moving again and the shower door slammed shut with me inside. Ugh! Kitty poop doesn't smell so great when you're locked in with it! So there I sat, quietly and patiently waiting for someone, ANYONE, to find me and let me out.
I was one exhausted kitty when we finally got parked back in our site, so I settled down for some much-needed beauty sleep for the rest of the day and night. I slept so soundly my she-person had to wake me for supper. That's a first!
Today's another day, and I'm enjoying looking out the open doorway. This Arizona weather is like heaven as long as you can peacefully lie in the sun and soak it up. Surely they don't plan to haul my gorgeous, sun-loving self off to the rainy Northwest, but that's what they're threatening to do when we leave here this weekend. I may have to borrow someone's fur coat to wear over my own luxurious fur to protect it and keep me warm.
Stay tuned for my next adventure(?) on the road. Until next time, purr-r-r-r.
Monday, February 25, 2008
Lovin' the Sun
Ah-h! Life is good for this RVin kitty!
The sun is shining, it's beautiful and warm outside, and I'm enjoying sunning myself on the dash. Who could ask for more?
I try to get my folks up early so they can watch the sun rise, but they're not cooperating. I say the early kitty gets the early bird that gets the worm. My people always say that if God had intended them to watch the sunrise, He would have scheduled it way later in the day. I'll keep jumping into the middle of them by 5 AM so they can watch the sunrise with me, no matter how much they protest. We'll see who wins this war of wits!
P-u-r-r-r-r . . .
Friday, February 22, 2008
Life in the RV Park
It's been raining here for two days, so I haven't been out for my walk. I'm not sure yet whether I actually like to walk on a leash or not, but I've let my people know that I get to pick where we walk, and how fast or slow we go. If I want to sniff the grass or visit with a friendly dog, my people just have to follow along because that's the way it is!
After my new people took me in, they did everything they could think of to find my old people because they said I was probably much loved and missed. They put up signs and contacted the humane society, and they let all the staff in the RV park know that they had me in case my old people came back or called. Their efforts were futile, though. They seem happy to have me now, and I'm sure content (p-u-r-r-r).
My only bad experience since moving in with them was my visit to the Vet. Do you have any idea where they put that thermometer when they take a cat's temperature? Let me tell you, I was not happy. I let out a growl that made everyone in the room jump back except for the fool with the thermometer. She held her ground. She better not try that again, because I'll be ready for her next time and it won't be pretty!
Mostly, I'm sweet and adorable. I absolutely love to play, and my new people have given me lots of new toys to play with. I do get demanding about food, though, because I had to do without it for so long. I never want to be hungry again, so I get vocal if I can see the bottom of my food bowl. Otherwise, I'm happy and quiet.
Till next time, m-e-o-w . . .
After my new people took me in, they did everything they could think of to find my old people because they said I was probably much loved and missed. They put up signs and contacted the humane society, and they let all the staff in the RV park know that they had me in case my old people came back or called. Their efforts were futile, though. They seem happy to have me now, and I'm sure content (p-u-r-r-r).
My only bad experience since moving in with them was my visit to the Vet. Do you have any idea where they put that thermometer when they take a cat's temperature? Let me tell you, I was not happy. I let out a growl that made everyone in the room jump back except for the fool with the thermometer. She held her ground. She better not try that again, because I'll be ready for her next time and it won't be pretty!
Mostly, I'm sweet and adorable. I absolutely love to play, and my new people have given me lots of new toys to play with. I do get demanding about food, though, because I had to do without it for so long. I never want to be hungry again, so I get vocal if I can see the bottom of my food bowl. Otherwise, I'm happy and quiet.
Till next time, m-e-o-w . . .
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