Benjamin, the blogging cat.

Well, I better start blogging again so he don't get more famis than me! Here is the other Simese's blog, his name is Cheysuli, or maybe it is a girl cat. I will read more of his/her blog later, but I have to update my blog NOW so my fans will still no that I am alive. Also I have to change my profile because I am nine now, not seven. I dont want peeple to think I'm a baby.

I have lots of news to, soon we will be moving into a new house with Mommy and Daddy! It has lots of room for us to run and a big yard that Mommy says we cant play in because someone migt steel us to make fur coats or something. But there are lots of windows for us to purch in, and we even get our OWN ROOM where Mommy can sleap with us when Daddy is out of town, because he is allurgic to us, so we cant sleep in the big bedroom. He loves us thogh, even thogh I think he loves Cicco more. Because Cicco follows him around like a dog, he is so dum.

This is me and Joey last spring, we were posing for Unkle Walt.

This is me taking a nap on the wikker settee.

It is a lady who read Mommy's post about Joey on the Feline CRF website. She has a kitty with CRF too, that means chronik renal faylure, it is what Joey had and why his kid-knees dint work. Anyway, she sent us a picture of one of her cats when he was a kitten, his name is Ginseng, Mommy says He is sooooo cute, who cares. I am the prettest cat in the world, everbody knows that. Mommy and Ant Hunter got samwitches for lunch with rost beaf and chease, and me and Cicco dint get none. Mommy is going to Paris with her boyfreind but we are staying here with Unkle Walt, hurray! We like Unkle Walt, he is our catsitter. He draws pictures of us, I will find one and post it. Mommy is still sad about Joey but we have been extra funny to chear her up!

That is the rainbo bridge, where kiddens and dogs go when they die, wich is what Joey did. He was 18 and verry sick with his kid-knees. He ate his dinner and then he went tinkle on the baffroom floor next to his litterbox and then he fell down in the hallway, he culdnt get up, poor Joey. Mommy and Bubbie and Unkle James tooked him to the mergensy vet and he went to sleep.

Mommy is verry sad, poor Mommy, she loved him a lot. Me and Cicco loved him too even thogh we used to jump on him sometimes, it was fun! But I guess we will miss him anyways. We have been cheering Mommy up by sitting on her and purring and pretinding to chasse each other. She is lucky she has us, espeshully me, I am so pretty.

I love Ant Karen and Uncle Nick. Even Joey does too. But Cicco dont, he was lyeing on the bed and Unkle Nick was petting him, and Cicco rolled on his back like he wanted his tummy rubbed, and when Unkle Nick rubbed it, Cicco hisst and scrached him!

That is why evry one loves me more, becawse I dont hiss at peeple and scrach them. Also I am the prettest cat in the world. Mommy says Cicco just takes a wile to warm up to peeple. I say, Cicco is a cat-pig-bird, oink oink tweet tweet.

Mommy went saling with her boyfrend today, she sed it was cold. We warmed her up good, dont worry. I wuld not go saling, there is too much watter, it is like a giant bathtub.

I am in this weeks Carnival of the Cats at Elms in the Yard, I am so exited! It is a collecshun of cat blogs, I dint even know other cats new how to blog!

Every week, it is a difrunt person's turn to host Carnival of the Cats. This week, it was lady name Rahel from Jerusalem. She sings Hebrew songs and has two girl cats, one is even Simese like me! Okay, I think this is kind of spooky:

1. The ladys name is Rahel -- my Mommys name is Rachel.
2. She has two girl cats, one is Simese, one is not -- Mommy has three boy cats, two are Simese, Joey is not. Also he looks like a bunch of old close, he is so old and ratty.
3. The lady sings songs in Hebrew, so dos our mom. Exept I think the other lady is more famis than Mommy, who isnt famis at all.
4. They are all Jewish -- we are all Jewish. Except Cicco dont know it yet becawse he was just adopted before Thanksgiving, he is a turkie. Christmas morning he kept looking around for Santa Claws, I tole him Dont worry we still get presents and sing songs and eat latkes. And brisket.
5. The lady lives in Jerusalem -- we dont. But we culd if we wanted to, that is called rite of return. If you are Jewish that is, wich we are.
6. The lady has a blog -- so does Mommy. Exept she works all the time so she never updates it. Mine is much more intresting, everybody says so.

Missy (that is the cat who is not Simese who belongs to the lady, Rahel) says there shuld be a pitcher of me on my blog, well there is one, but it is in the November archives. Mommy has to fine her camera and take more pitchers of me, I am the prettest cat in the world.

She cant fine her camera becawse her office is a mess, in fack the hole howse is a mess. Our Bubbie (that is Jewish for grandma) came over today to pick up the laundry to do it at her howse. She says our mom isnt feeling good, she will just help out a bit. Also she gave us a snack. She is the best Bubbie in the world!

Well I have to go now becawse Mommy has to cleen our litterboxes before her boyfrend comes over. He is not even Simese, I dont know why she wants to kiss him all the time, YUCK!

Sometimes I dont no what is intresting or not. I meen, how many times can I rite that I am the prettest cat in the world, even if it is true? Wich it is, you shuld see me sitting in the window, I look so pretty.

I am wating for Cicco to do something else bad, it is fun to rite abowt him when hes bad. But he keeps doing the same old stuff -- opening cabnets and drawers, chassing me, and hogging Mommy.

But tonigt he was kind of funny, he wented in the baffroom when Mommy was taking her shower, he was sitting on the edge of the tub and meowing at her and trying to paw her thrugh the shower curtin. Maybe he thogt she was drownding in all that water, I used to think that when I was yunger and came to live with Mommy. She wuld take baths all the time and I wuld try to get her to stop, I wuld say NO!! Your fur will get all wet and you will drown! But she wuld just laff and say oh my sweet boy, Mommy is just trying to get cleen!

He is ten, he shuld know that. Maybe his old parents dint take baths or nothing. Anyways, I tole him it was okay, and then we tooked a nap while Mommy looked in the mirrur to see if she was old yet.

He eated up some toylet paper. Also he eated one of his mommy's new earings, that is so nawty! I no becawse Satchi tole me. Here is some pitchers of Simba being a bad boy, he is even worser than Cicco, who tryed to eat up all of Mommy's curling ribban, he got lokked in the baffroom for that.

When Mommy camed home from Chanukah shopping, he wented rigt in the baffroom and sat on the mat and looked at her, becawse he WANTED her to give him his floods! Or maybe he just wanted the treets.

But Mommy sed he had to wate until she came home from temple, we are not aloud to go thare becawse she says we wuld bite some littul kid or else run away or jump on the table and eat the briskit, she is rigt.

Now she is in the baffroom with Joey and he is purring, what a dumbo.

Mommy has bin so bizy werking, she wuldnt let me use the laptop. Also she has a boyfrend, she is very bizy kissing him all the time. But she still kisses us too. Exept she has bin sleaping over at his house a lot, she wont let him come to our house becawse she says its a mess. Wich it is, Mommy is a slob! We like sleaping on the laundry and stuff.

Well, Joey has been taking his floods for a wile now. He even purrs when he gets them, he is so dum. Mommy says it becawse he knows he gets treets after his floods, he is so gready. If anyone tried to stick a neadle in my back I wuld bite them!! Unless it was Mommy.

Well, soon it will be Chanukah. I cant wait to open my prezints! I hope I got more mousies. Mommy says she wont wrap our prezints, becawse we will probly try to eat the wrapping paiper. A frend of hers gave her a prezint in a bag, it had curly ribbans on it, Cicco tryed to eat it but Mommy cot him in time.

Okay, by!

He wented in there in the morning when Mommy was getting reddy for werk, and she dint even know it! Then she werked and werked and werked and dint come home until late, we were hungry! She culdnt find him, she was worrid! But then she looked in her closit, there he was.

He sleaped on all her close but he dint go tinkle or doo-doo in there. Uh-oh, now he is chassing me agin, he probly is jelus becawse I have a blog and I will be famis and he will not be. Well I will jest chasse him back. Stoopid old cat-pig-bird Cicco. Oink, oink, tweet, tweet.

Okay, now we will lye down on the bed and have a nap. Joey wants more dinner, he has speshul food, it is for his kid-knees. He is awful old to have kid-knees, they shuld grow up. We (me and Cicco) eat Royal Canin dry food and Friskies and Fancy Feast when we are good wich Mommy says we usully never are.

Oh, I forgot to tell you, our Ant Diane and Unkle Pete gave us speshul Chanukah prezints, a litter scooper with a cat for a handle and Kitty Caviar, we like that on our food, it is good. Ant Diane and Unkle Pete are Satchi and Simba and Misty's parents, they think I am an excilint riter! They are rigt.

He has bin a pretty good boy lately, I even gave him a baff tonight when he was sleaping next to me on the cowch. And he hardly ever chasses me any more.

But Ill tell you one thing, he is a pig. He eets food really loud and smaks his lips. Oink, oink, oink, Cicco. Also, he still meows like a bird. Chickin Eddy, the cat-pig-bird, ha ha ha.