Visiters

The puppies came to visit Wally today for the first time since we moved and although he acted as though he didn't care he spent most of the time stalking them and playing leapfrog on his way across the room. He also ran up from behind Pepper and wraped his legs around her head and chewed on her neck, which is something they have always done.

Apparently when we took the puppies out to potty I didn't close the door all the way and my grandmother, who stayed inside while mom and I took the dogs, said that Wally just freaked out and tried as hard as he could to pull the door open, a trick I let him learn while we were still at home.

He seemed so happy to see his puppies again it makes me want to get him a pet of his own even more.

Beds and Blankets

So I was laying out my towels so they could dry just a little bit more, they were still kind of damp when I took them out of the dryer. Anyway one of them I put over the laundry basket, well Wally thought that it would be a great place to lay down so when he climbed on top of the towel it just fell into the basket and he curled up on it and got comfortable. Now only recently has he even been willing to lay on blankets in the first place so this was interesting, but I guess the towel and the basket still smell like me so that made him happy, I don't know. Anyway I figured it would be a one time thing, but when I was in my room after work he jumped in there again, walked around in a circle three times, and lay down...so stinking cute. I guess the kitten has a new bed now.

Don't Touch Me!

This afternoon, at lunch, Wally was laying on the couch next to me, upside down of course, and so I reached over and scratched his chest cuz its all soft and white. Well he gave me this look that so clearly said, 'what are you doing woman, don't touch me,' then he set about cleaning his chest where I touched him, while giving me dirty looks...so I did it again.

sleeping kitten

so some back story:
Ever since Wally moved inside his favorite position to sleep or just lay in is on his back. He may be curled up like a normal cat one minute and then the next time you look at him he is upside down.

The other day when I went home for lunch Wally curled up next to me on the couch and there was a blanket nearby so I covered him up with it. The kitten is obsessed with small spaces and being covered up so it didn't phase him at all. Of course when I turned to look at him again he had rolled over while still under the blanket and it was one of the cutest things I have ever seen, he didn't even move when I got up to get the camera.

I like to sleep on my back

Sir Wallis the Bear is settling in quite well in his new kingdom.

The Case of the Missing Collar

Another old story:

The puppies are over a year old now and my parents decided that maybe it was time to trust them a little. So when they left for a few hours in the middle of the afternoon they left Pepper and Ginger out of their crates so that they could have the run of the house...not the best idea my parents ever had.

They returned home 2 or 3 hours later to see Wally sitting in the middle of the room with a terrified look on his face and no collar, not to mention all the chaos around him (which I guess could have been worse, my stuff was still in tact). The collar it turned out was on the other side of the room with one of the safety latches missing all together and was never seen again. Mom bought the poor little guy a new shiny black one to match his fur and the puppies stay in their crates when no one is home.

What are you, a dog?

I promise most stories will have happened the day I post them, but some I just have to share.

After the puppies got hit by a car and were trapped in their crates for a couple of weeks mom moved their food and water into smaller bowls that she can give them in their crates...sadly we forgot that their water was Wally's too.

Mom and I were sitting in her room going through some yard sale things for when I moved in a couple of weeks when watched Wally walk past us and into my parents bathroom, we didn't think anything of it, until so weird sounds started coming from the back near the shower and toilet so I went to see what was going on. Wally had managed to get up onto of the toilet seat, the lid was open, and we was leaning down as far as he could and was actually DRINKING from the toilet, at which point I realized that he hadn't had anything to drink for almost 2 whole days and i rushed to find his Eve kitty bowl (from the movie Wall-e) that I was saving for when we moved. I filled it with water and put it in the kitchen where the puppy's water used to be, and where, from Wally's perspective, it belonged (he doesn't like it when I move things).

He has yet to drink out of the toilet since.

They just keep going, and going, and going

So last night I didn't get home until after 10:00 pm, which compleatly threw off Wally's scedule, because instead of currling up in bed with me and falling asleep as I read Harry Potter he tried to destroy my room and get into everything. I had to keep getting up and punishing him and taking stuff away, then he would get all mad and just sit still in the middle of the floor, then of course as soon as I got comfertable he would start all over again. I'm still not quite sure what it was that he was ripping up under my bed...

The Girl Next Door

So over the weekend, during the yard sale Wally caught a glimpse of the cat that lives upstairs, Candy. While I was trying to take stuff outside to put into my car tonight Candy tried to get into the apartment while Wally tried to get out. Its hard enough to make a tricky cat like Wally do what I want anyway, but try to keep track of two of them.

Then as I was getting into my car Wally was in the big picture window, sitting on his tree which is situated directly in between the two blinds, and his head and one of his arms was hanging past the blinds while he watched me and Candy, who had followed me to my car before wondering off again.