From the Desk of the Queen(ie)

Now I'm an affectionate girl, as all ladycats should be to their hoomins, don't get me wrong. But lady, please, stop with the kisses on da nose! Oh and if you're gonna get up in my face and stare at me, either pet me or don't get upset when you get a view usually reserved for Tocktober! Hoomins... Not sure what to make of them, I'm really not. I love TSB, don't get me wrong. And don't even start me on Mr. Cat, he's just da coolest hoomin ever, esp considering he's male. Everyone that has ever met me knows I don't like male hoomins, I have my reasons. But Mr. Cat is just - well, different! Ok it's too late, I started... It's just he knows just where to scritch, just where to pet, just how gentle yet hard to be with his scritchies and pets, oh and he DOESN'T KISS ON DA NOSE! MOL... TSB says it's because of all the ladycats that have come before me, I think it's just he's special himself! TSB agrees on that point. We both love our Mr. Cat, that's for sure. Now some of these other people around here, well, they're ok... But I let brofur take care of that. One of the hoomins' friends starts squeeing like nothing I've ever heard before when brofur goes to say hi. But the big shocker is the runt. Everyone seems to be so surprised how big he is when they meet him. I don't see what the big deal is. He's just a big soft fluffball who ain't much of a cat sometimes. He doesn't play rough, he doesn't jump all over the place, or get up in the hoomins' face.
*ahem* Excuse me, queenie. I need to set the record straight. Yes he does too get in our faces! OMC don't even go there. And he's caught his fair share of bugs, so he's got his hunting creds. He may not be as demanding for attention as you guys, but when he does, there's no saying no! And yes, he's a lover not a fighter, but he's quite the defender! He has made both of you twins back off on more than one occasion. And unlike you two, he doesn't get the biteys out of nowhere (like Curzon) or poop outside the litterbox (*cough* like you, queenie).
I've been doing better, haven't I? And didn't you bother to think that maybe I was trying to tell you something?
Yesh, indeed we figured that. But the process of elimination of what you ARE trying to tell us hasn't seemed to solve the problem. We did figure out how to cut it down a bit (it seems the litterbox deodorizer powder was contributing oddly enough), and scooping 2-3x a day seems to be helping, but enough is enough! You got to quit Jaz, you really do. It's not fair to the other hoomin, or to me in the morning when I have to get ready to go to work.
I don't want you to go off hunting though! You're supposed to stay home with us all day!
I wish I could princess, but it's hunt or eat. If I don't hunt, we don't eat, Nimbus doesn't get his medicines, etc.
Ok enough of you, hoomin. This is MY blog, get out of it! MOL
See, I know how to tell her! Teehee.
I have to say that there seems to have been an unusually high amount of handsome mancatliness around the CB this week. Inigo just topped it off. Rumbles better watch it or Inigo might lure away some of his harem! Don't worry sweet Rumbles, us Coons stick together - though the runt on the other hand... MOL naw, I love that runt, even though he's nearly twice my size. Gotta love it when he makes TSB grunt when she picks him up. Maybe he'll finally teach her to leave us be and not scoop us up like we're still kittens! Somehow, though, I doubt it'll work.
So we're off for now, TSB is still grumbling about being awake - cmon the sun's up, so should you!
*ahem* I'm NOT going hunting today, and for once I'd like to enjoy some extra sleep! It's not even 8am yet and ya got me up and won't let me get any more snoozing in!
HEY! I told you to stay outta my blog! And besides, your real job is to spoil us. So where's my scritchies, hoomin?!? MOL!

Queen Jadzia
Ruler of the known Universe
(and all hoomins found within too!)