Bob the Clean Up Cat.................by Diane Ogden

Gracie Allen Ogden dog is a 6 pounder.  When the ground gets icy she screams as she is a rescue and I believe her paws have been frostbit at some time in her life.  That said, she uses a podie pad in the house.  That said, Bob comes behind her and tries to cover up her podie.  "Ain't going to happen Bob!" Its paper, not litter.  But he forges on anyway.  Determined to conquer, no, cover the spot like the good mannered fellow he is.  Interesting animal to say the least.  Wish he could clean the toilets too.  Okay....done.

Why Bob Why? ..................................by Diane Ogden

Seriously Bob.  Why must he lay on the dresser when there is no room for him.  He was walking on top of all the things you see laying on the floor.  Yes I had the dresser quite full of odds and ends.  He was knocking things off so I moved them to the floor.  Whalla, he is now happy with his new spot directly across from my desk.  There are other much more comfy spots for him but he clumsily  chooses this one today.  He is not the high wire walker most cats are.  Noo noo...he would be like the fattest man trying to walk the wire.  It would be comical as I visualize it. If Bob were a dog he would be an overweight dachshund. You know, short legs, big belly.  Funny to watch him run.  He doesn't.  He trots like a miniature pony!  See? 

Overnight he stayed very close to me.  Unusually close.  I was actually looking around the room for my passed on relatives and friends considering I was up most of the night with brain noise.  Anyway... I covered him up with my blanket and he stayed under for a few hours.  I tried to take a picture of that, but the flash doesn't work when I reverse the camera face.  So I had to do a Bob/me selfie.   I wonder if he minds the PINK blanket?  He's the only guy in the house. (I tried to crop myself out but wasn't going to happen!)

So much for "Cat Tales" today.   Laters.

I Got Your Back Bob........oops. By Diane Ogden

This spot next to my laptop on my table is Bob's favorite spot.  He poses, stretches, curls up, curls around, and reaches for me while I am typing.  Tries to lay on the laptop keyboard, but most of the time loves the heat coming from the side.  This evening he was a bit more feisty.  I told him he was too close to the edge of the table, to be careful or he might fall off.   That is when he twisted his body and BLEEP, off the edge he went. 

Yes I caught him!  Funniest part was he scared himself.  He is too fat to flip himself back over and land on his feet like normal cats.  He could get a real back injury if I am not careful....   Bob is such a hoot!

 

 Love me, Love me, Love me....Mama D!  I have no choice Bob, you are
in the middle of my work.  More "Cat Tales" later.

Broken USB Ports...............................by Diane Ogden

So I have a laptop that I do not wish to have die.  That is because I do not want a Windows 8 to deal with.  I played around with one a couple times and omg let me live without one.  But it seems a person cannot purchase a new Windows 7 anymore.   Furthermore, I like using a mouse with my laptop of which I have done for the past 6 years.  Yes my laptop is 6 years OLD!  O M G!   But I love it and every time I get a new computer I cant open any of the files the techs back up for me.  So what 's the point of a backup?   Regardless of that old issue, the new issue is that suddenly my wireless mouse isn't working.  The curser just sits on the screen dead.  I unplugged the mouse and tried it on my PC and it works, whalla.  I have youtubed help, done the device manager route, hardware fixes too.  Nothing is working.  Lets face it, my two USB ports are dead.

The other issue is while I have been working on this Bob Benjamin Morrison Ogden has given me all sorts of problems.  He has laid on the left side of the laptop keys, he has stolen my pen and played crazy nutz with it, he has sat directly on the keyboard when I turned my back, and in finality he turned his ass toward me which I suspect was a direct sign of some sort.

No, I have not been able to fix my USB Ports.  

Bob Speaks.................................by Diane Ogden

                                                   "Just let me rest from the photo shoots!"

                                                   "Is there no privacy for a Bob-cat?"
                                                   " I need a Bob-room, hey you all have Bath-rooms."

                                                   "Say Goodnite, I have a photo shoot headache!"

Bob Has Had It!...............by Diane Ogden

I take a lot of pictures of Bob.  For no reason other than I enjoy taking pictures.  A lot of them to get a couple good ones.  This is not a very clear one, but it is a good one!  Bob was tired of my flashes and such so he just put his paw up and covered his face.  Guess he figured if he couldn't see me I couldn't see him.  That never works, I used to do that when I was a kid too.
Notice Gracie Allen's eyes...  "What is he going to do next?"   Actually  he did try to put both arms around Grace in first photo.  Don't worry I always save Gracie from Bob over exuberance. Bob is such a lover.

The Bob Benjamin Morrison Ogden Coup...................by Diane Ogden

I think I am going crazy.  Gracie Allen is following my every step and scratching on my legs to be held and so on.  Lucy is meowing 24/7 so I am trying to appease her.  She has been in the background of Bob for so long she is upset.  She has had to play the ars end of the hierarchy ladder in this house for almost a year.  I suspect she is up to her eyeballs in pissed off.  Actually it appears to be more like she is a gentle sweetheart who just wants time back with her mama, mwah.  Gracie too.  What to do?  Bob doesn't give a crap. He is a super passive young male feline who wonders what all the hullabaloo is about.  He is a bit pushy but only a bit.  Nothing like the drama the other two are experiencing and passing along to me.  This is a dang critter nightmare.  I have given them all my all.  I think in my hour of definite despair that they all need to get a life inside this little apartment.  Its not like I haven't gotten them any toys etc.  And or love and attention.  They are all in my bed every night and they surround me like a wagon train in being attack - every day.  I need a vacation from them.

My point is that suddenly before the new year arrives they seem to know it by the way.....Lucy and Gracie have pulled rank on Bob Benjamin Morrison Ogden.  They are putting him back from his number one position. Back down in the chair and off the table by the laptop! And my life has been turned into mush from this nutzo mess!  I want to go to work!  I had to stay home today due to my helper getting the flu-ey!  No more thank you.    And my New Years Resolution is that they all deal with it.  I feel like that guy on TLC who has way too many flippin wives and children.  (I cant watch that crap but I see the ads. SICKO)  Now I suppose I will end up on the nightly news for saying having 6 wives and 30 children is SICKO.  Hey, bring it on!)
P.S.  Bob doesn't give a hoot about all this.  He just goes and lays down somewhere else.  The other two are the nut cases in turn obliging mwah of the same.  HELP!