10 Things You Don't Know About Gunnie

Hi Everyone,

Since my creepy destructive little sister Gabby posted her "Ten Things You Don't Know About Me", I thought I had better do the same as I am the Queen of this household and I rule it from on top the fridge.

Ruling From On Top The Fridge

1) My name is Gunnie and I am a "treataholic". I live for treats - salmon treats, tuna treats, chicken treats. I don't care what flavor it is as long as I get them a minimum of twice a day.

2) I am a laundry inspector. Every batch of freshly washed and dried laundry requires my personal inspection during the laundry folding process. I inspect best under a warm towel fresh from the dryer. Sometimes I fall asleep during my inspections under the towels, but that is a story for another day.



Inspecting the Laundry - Nice and Warm!



3) I am a rescue cat. My staff found me outside on a 95 degree day in the summer four years ago, when I was abandoned at about 16 weeks of age. I was skin and bones and would have done anything for a drink of water. She picked me up, fed me some food, gave me some water and I adopted her on the spot. We lived happily ever after until...... Gabby arrived!

Me In My Younger Days

4) I am a big sister - I don't want to be a big sister, but I am. It was forced upon me! One day we went to the vet to get a check up and the next thing you knew we were coming home with Gabby (see baby Gabby photo)-how could this happen you ask? My staff felt I was too lonely when she went away for the weekend for soccer tournaments and that I needed a friend. You have got to be kidding me! I was perfectly happy having the house all to myself. I got to lay on and where I wanted too, eat as much as I wanted, sleep all day and night and stick my head through the blinds to my hearts content with nobody yelling at me. Now I have to be a "role model" for Gabby.

Baby Gabby - First Day Home

5) You ask, how did you get the name Gunnie? I was named after a soccer team, "The Gunners". You see my sometimes rather dimwitted staff thought I was a boy for the first couple of weeks of our relationship and called me "Gunners". That is until the first visit to the vet when she found out he was a she, hence my new revised name Gunnie.

6) I like to take showers with my staff. I stand between the shower curtain liner on the edge of the tub and the outside shower curtain while my staff showers. I like to attack her toes when she is shaving her legs and when the shower is over I jump inside the tub and walk around in the water. I am very clean!

Waiting For Shower To Start

7) I identify humans by sniffing their nostrils...yep I put my nose right up to theirs and take a great big sniff. Way better than sniffing butts!

8) I am constantly trying to train Gabby to cover her poop in the box, really to no avail. So I go in and cover it up for her...she is a Pooper Loser with a capital P and a capital L !

9) I am addicted to my blue shoelace. I have had a really long navy blue shoelace since I was a kitten and I drag it around the house all the time. I cannot tell you how many times "Sammy" (the shoelace) has been rescued from the vacuum cleaners canister. Thank goodness my staff has thumbs!

Me and Sammy!

10) I like to lay on my back with my tummy exposed to the world, it makes me feel so free. Though my tummy is a "NO HANDS ZONE" to staff - do not touch the tummy or da feet or you will get a taste of my beautifully maintained nails.

Beautiful Tummy - No Touching!

I hope you now know a little bit more about me. I know Gabby told you she was single and available, but really why would want her when you can have the best-ME!

Yours in Fur and Kitty Kisses,

Gunnie

10 Things You Don't Know About Gabby

Hi Everyone,

I decided to borrow an idea from my friends Romeo and Pugsley's website http://www.romeothecat.com/ to let you get to know me and Gunnie better.

The idea is the "10 Things You Don't Know About Me" . I personally love this idea as I have so much to share about “me” and nobody in my household wants to listen!

So here we go:

1) I love plastic! I will eat and chew on any plastic item that comes through the door. My human has to hide it to keep it away from me. I always tell her it makes for interesting scooping!

2) My favorite place to lay when it is cold is on top of the cable box, it is so nice and warm.

3) I do not meow, I coo. My human says I sound like a furry pigeon!

4) I love the camera!!! The camera comes out and the posing begins – I am a Super Model – watch out Gisele Bundchen!

5) I like to smell my sister Gunnie’s butt, I can’t help it I think I am a dog!





LITTLE ME STALKING A PLASTIC BAG

 
6) I am ashamed to say this, but I am not very good at covering up my ah bodily discharges (poop). My human says I can clear a room and your sinuses in seconds (maybe it is the plastic). Thank the lord for my sister Gunnie because she goes in after me and covers it up, I think she hates the smell too!

7) I play fetch. You throw it and I bring it back.

8) I love, love, love peanut butter!!! Thank goodness my human does too!

9) When I want attention I jump onto the back of my humans chair and put my paws on her shoulders and rub my head all in her hair and on her face. It works every time because within seconds I am being cuddled.

10) My nickname is “The Gabbinator” because I was terribly terribly destructive in my youth. I am trying much harder to be good, but it requires a lot more thinking to be good and not bad. I am a work in progress.



NOTICE THE HOLE IN THE PLASTIC BAG-PLUS I AM ON THE COUNTER-
A MAJOR VIOLATION OF THE HUMAN RULES



I hope you now know a bit more about me. Oh I forgot I am single and available, in case anyone is interested.

Gunnie will post her "10 Things Tomorrow"

Peace Out,

Gabbie

FROM CHAOS TO HARMONY

Finally, the floor is done! Maintenance Man Tim came about 8:30am this morning and finished all the removal work and caucked the crevices on the sub-floor. He then started laying down the new tiles.


The Beginning

It was a very interesting process and we sat just outside the entrance to the kitchen and supervised him working all day. At lunch time he shared some of his chicken with us, we love MM Tim!

Making Progress

We had a lot of fun playing with all the old toys that were found under the fridge and washer. They had been there so long that the old toys seemed like new toys.

About 4:00pm we were nearing the end of installation and my human was practically doing the happy dance.



Just A Couple Of Pieces Left

Finally at 4:35 the floor was done and it looks great!!!!

PRETTY

Gunnie took it upon herself to perform a final inspection, I trusted MM Tim!

 

Once MM Tim has finished loading up all his tools, our human gave him a big hug for a job well done and then proceeded to start cleaning up the kitchen. Gunnie and I decided that it had been an exhausting day and and we were going for a well deserved snooze, cleaning is just not in our DNA.

When we woke up a couple of hours later we headed to the kitchen to see how the human was doing and this is what we found:

A clean, beautiful, big giant hole free, dust free, new floored kitchen! Our human is so happy that she gave us two treats instead of our normal one treat and then she ordered pizza.


Not sure what the pizza had to do with the new floor, but I guess she wanted just one more day of eating out. Her excuse was "I am too tired to cook".


Personally I think she is lying, but I am a cat so what do I know?


Harmony fills our home once again.

CHAO'S IN THE HOUSE - PART TWO

Well the human returned home late Sunday afternoon and found that wood for the floor had been all replaced and the big hole in the floor had been covered up with a nice new piece of plywood and screwed down. And most importantly we were still alive!


BIG GIANT HOLE GONE


We checked it out and gave it our four footed approval.



GOOD JOB MAINTENANCE MAN TIM

 When Maintenance Man Tim came on Monday he explained to our human that the next step was removing all the existing vinyl tile and replacing it with new tile, in other words more mess and more human unhappiness!

MM Tim worked quickly and soon the not so pretty green floor was all scrapped up and thrown out and what remained was a really not so pretty white sub-floor.



UGLY WHITE SUB FLOOR

 Of course the house is even in more chaos because the human cannot use the stove or the washing machine and all the kitchen things are still in the living room. Now on top of all the above, the washer and dryer are now in the living room too! Personally I think she likes it because it gives her an excuse to eat out, a lot!

Gunnie as snoppy as she is had to take the opportunity the chaos gave her and was caught walking on top of the stove (see below). If I had done it you know all hell would have broken out, but Gunnie received nary a bad word directed her way  and was even helped down off of the stove- you can tell she is the humans "special girl"!




BAD GUNNIE ON TOP OT STOVE


So the plan for today is for Maintenance Man Tim to put down the new pretty tiles (see below) and put our kitchen back together.  Once he has done that our human can proceed to clean up the red dust that is covering everything (she is so looking forward to it) and hopefully our lives can go back to normal.



NEW PRETTY TILE

 I will update you tomorrow on the outcome of todays activities.

GABBY - HEAD SUPERVISOR

To be continued................

CHAO'S IN THE HOUSE - PART ONE

Chao's is defined as a state of extreme confusion and disorder - this has been our home since last Thursday. Somehow our kitchen floor got water damage from the inside out and the outside in.

My human says the water damage happened a long time before we moved in, but it finally reached it's peak of rottinness and it resulted in a very soft and slopped floor that had to be replaced.

We had to move the table, chairs, storage bins, rug and other stuff to the living room. Gunnie and I love the kitchen stuff in the living room because it gives us more to climb and jump on-but the human hates it! The next thing relocated was our food and water to the back office. This was ok for the first couple of hours, but really who wants to eat in the back office instead of the kitchen? 

Our "super nice to kitty's" Maintenance Man Tim came to fix our floor on Thursday afternoon and the result has been chaos ever since. First he had to cut through the floor to see what was going on with a very loud saw that made me hide in the back office. The saw covered everything in the kitchen with a thick red dust (my human is not happy) and opened a hole in the floor. His first words were "oh wow, this is bad"!

Then he proceeded to make the hole bigger which made more loud sounds, more red dust, more human unhappiness. When our human got home from her errands she found the much bigger hole and eight kitty feet covered in red dust. Maintenance Man Tim apologized for the red dusted kitty feet, but told her that we walked right up and did a visual inspection of the really big hole to make sure he was doing a good job.

He then told my human, "this is going to take a couple of days to fix" and we have to replace the whole floor. My human just sighed and shook her head with a worried look on her face.

Worried, because on top of the noise, the red dust and the really big hole in the floor, she was heading out of town for the weekend and was concerned about what would happen "to her girls" and the really big hole in the floor while she was gone.

Maintenance Man Tim assured her that he would put down a nice big piece of wood over the really big hole to make sure that we would not fall in and hurt ourselves while she was gone.

So our human put her trust and faith in MM Tim covering the floor and gave us a big speech about being good, staying out of the kitchen, not jumping on the kitchen stuff in the living room and leaving MM Tim alone while he was working. Yeah right, who does she think we are, angel kittys?????

The human gave each of us a hug and a kiss and headed out the door for the weekend - leaving us all alone in the chaos........

To be continued.....

The Beauty Of A Box

Ever think about the beauty of a box? How simple it is in it's sophistication? A box is normally composed of cardboard, has four connected sides and a top and a bottom, nothing fancy right?

Well to a cat, a box is a fantasy in the making. You can sit it, you can lay in it, you can hide in it, you can play in it, you can see the world in it, you can stash toys in it and you don't even have to leave the house!

I love boxes, boxes make me feel special. I can sit in a box and make believe that I am queen of the world or least the boss cat in our house.

I think my human must understand the nature of cats and how wonderful boxes make us feel. She goes out of her way to share a box with us whenever a good one comes into the house. It may only be here a day or two, but while it is here we enjoy it.

The best boxes are the ones that come filled with brown kraft paper. You can hide yourself in in the middle of that brown paper where no one can find you. It is also perfect for hiding in before pouncing on your unsuspecting sister when she comes too close to your box.

Christmas was great around our house as new boxes arrived every day from the (cute) UPS guy and from the nice postman that always talks to us. We had so many boxes that we were exhausted from trying to sit and play in them all. Thankfully we are back to one or two boxes a week and life is normal again.

So humans before you throw out that box, think about your kittys and give them their own box to love!

Doing Nothin!

Did you ever notice that fish do a whole lot of nothin? Look to the right and observe my fish. They just swim in lazy circles and from side to side with out a care in the world-doing nothin.

I compare them to cats. We cats really do a whole lot of nothin too. Let me tell you what an average day is for me:

I wake up around 5:30am. I then proceed to do eveything in my power to wake our human up. Normally this results in both Gunnie (even though she did nothin) and I getting thrown out of the bedroom and the door slammed in our face. When the human finally emerges from the "cat free sanctuary of her bedroom" I proceed to the bathroom sink for my drink of water fresh from the faucet while she does her business.

Next up breakfast and our morning snack. Gunnie is the snack instigator and she can do some pretty good yowling until the snack gets served. After breakfast Gunnie and I do a little playing and then it is nap time until the late afternoon.

Once the human sets her mind on her dinner, it is time for us to wake up for our evening chow and snack. After dinner and snack is served we then sort of make the human think we care about her by hanging out with her for a bit. But really we are getting our pre-nap on before we get our evening nap on.

Next up bedtime and then it starts all over again. Eat-Sleep-Eat-Sleep!

Doing Nothin!

So as you can see cats are like fish, they really do a whole lot of nothin. My human just shakes her head in disgust out our lazy butts and mutters that in the next life she wants to be a cat or a fish!