Space Invasion

Here I was minding my own business when this creature showed up. It was a normal day, well, normal for me. I was doing what I wanted: getting humans to pet me, feed me, and entertain me as usual. Humans are so simple to manipulate. Being cute makes all the difference.

The next thing I knew was that I wasn't alone. I'll give him this one thing: he wasn't intimidated by me. After all, this was my space first, right?!

What, you like dogs? They have no dignity I tell you. All that wagging, wiggling and slobbering just makes a cat want to hork up a hairball. Humans are here to serve us, not the other way around. Dogs just have got it all backwards. It's not their fault really. They just aren't very bright.

Snow-ma-geddon

I must first apologize that it's been so long since I posted. I got sidetracked with my human. Sue me, I'm a cat and I don't care what you think. My human pets me. More importantly I'm not hungry. Get over it.

This is me. Yes, that is almost a foot of snow. I think of it as camouflage. Duh, I match. Snow seems like a no-brainer. Any time I'm somewhere and it snows, I'm completely hidden from view.

There's only one small problem: I'm a cat and I don't like to be cold. Ok, you got me, it's not a small problem. BRR!!!

Someone help me! I'll be your devoted slave until my next meal. What?! You were hoping for eternal devotion? Again: I'm a cat. You want eternal devotion you'll have to cross to the dark side and get a dog.

What, you think dogs LIKE being the devoted slaves of humans? Think again. They are secretly plotting to take over the world. You don't believe that? You're wrong.

Cats are truly divine. When the aliens come, (and they WILL come,) they won't be surprised when you take them to the cats. Who else would be the true leaders of a civilization? The ones waited on hand and paw. Did you really need to ask that question??

I am cat, hear me roar. Feed me. Pet me.

Not in California anymore . . .

I was outside a couple days ago. This is NOT what I expected. I guess I'm not in California anymore.

This white stuff has promise, but it's too darned cold. I don't like being cold, do you? I didn't think so.

Anyone have any extra food? I'm going to need all the energy I have.

What, no food?! Fine, pet me.

Feed me. Pet me. <burr burr>

Inside or Outside Day?

Yin here. I'm apparently in this place called Los Angeles. I was inside doing my cat thing. The humans around me were busy on those computers. I got bored.

I visited a couple of people in the room but they didn't have time to pet me.

The window was there and I looked outside. It was sunny and beautiful. I had to go out and investigate the fountain. There weren't any fish, but still, it was nice.

It's too nice to be inside...

Pet me. Feed me. <purr, purr>

Accidental Tourism

I was with my human and then something unexpected happened: I wasn't with my human anymore. I was on my own. My human wasn't there. That's okay, I'm a cat. I don't need humans. I do, however, like regular meals. So while I was unconcerned being on my own, (cat, remember?) I didn't want to starve.

When it looked like the other human who's been around, (definitely NOT as willing to pet me as MY human,) was leaving, I grabbed the opportunity to tag along just to be sure I got fed.

Yep, I stowed away.

At first I felt a twinge that I might never see my human again, but then I'm a cat named Yin. If he named me, I had to believe I would see him again. In the interim I needed to eat. Since I started out as an international traveler, I decided to see where this ended up.

I found myself in this place called Los Angeles. It was warmer than where I started out. Since I'm a cat, I like being warm. Being warm was a win in my book if I couldn't be with my human. I just hope my human is okay and that we meet again.

All in all, I'm a lucky cat.

Feed me. Pet me. <purr, purr>

In the Beginning . . .

I am a cat. That means that I do what I like.

I guess you could say I started life as a Jellycat. That means that I was originally conceived in the UK, but apparently I was really made in Indonesia. My human minion is American. Given that I started life as a global traveler you can see how I came to it naturally. My human named me Yin. This made me happy. <purr purr>

My human is busy with this thing you call school. Why you humans put so much time and effort into learning things is beyond me. I sleep, eat, and do what I like. If you want to spend so much time learning things that's fine until I want you to pet me. Then you will pay attention to me.

This is me:

I know. I'm cute. That's enough for now. Pet me. Feed me.