Hide n Seek.........by Diane Ogden

Bob has been living with Gracie Allen the 7 lb. Chi-Pom and Lucy Lou the beautiful but very shy rescue cat I have had for 2 years this week.  
Bob tends to be a young man-boy cat with a need for action and a need to be the dominant animal in this equation.  That being said, Bob has to stay in the master bedroom all day while I am at work.  The other two get the rest of the house and sadly Bob, if he can think at all, figures he is the only one of the three that is quarantined therefore he is starting to hide in the morning.  This morning I was calling and calling is name but no answer.  I scanned the apartment and found this: 

  I guess he figured if he couldn't see me, I couldn't see him!!  WRONG!! 
I make sure he has toys, a nice seat by the window, food, water, and sometimes even the TV is on low so he doesn't feel alone.  And catnip!

More Cat Tales later.....

Bob the Cookie Thief!............by Diane Ogden

 This is a serious case of wanting the last cookie in the bag.  I am thinking I need to get Bob some sweet treats.  He found a chocolate "crumb" on the counter and scarfed it down faster than I could get to it. No  worries, it was microscopic.

    This is the beginning of my crustless pie.  I turned my back for a minute and Bob was on it!  I got him some treats to redirect his attention because I do not like hair in my pie.   He doesn't mind but I do...

Super Bowl Bob......................by Diane Ogden

Bob tried to get into the SuperBowl.  He sat on his favorite spot, the cable box.  It blows out some heat and he likes that.  I need to get him a heated bed. 

I was working on my computer while I watched the SuperBowl when Mr. Bob jumped up on my lap and then scooched his way farther and farther up my lap.  He prefers to get up by my face. He then puts his paws on my cheeks.  It's the darndest thing I have ever experienced with a cat.  In fact it is getting hard to sleep because at night he scooches up up up onto my chest and neck area.  Then he kneads my chest with his paws which have very sharp nails.  I have to put a blanket between me and his paws so he can knead and I wont experience pain as well as being awake too long.  When persons are awake too long they rarely go back to sleep for a few hours. Bob isn't a person, so he goes directly back to sleep.  Not mwah!

We're all good.  More later.......its a bit quiet.  I think its because its WINTER.  I set him up by the windows yesterday to watch the latest blizzard snow storm.  He didn't seem too interested. And for the record I wasn't either.  8"'s.   Maybe that is why. 

I am King Bob.................by Diane Ogden

 

 

So this is Bob and Lucy's home.  And everything in this home Bob claims as his.  Lucy was enjoying a quiet restful evening on the bar stool until Bob saw her resting on HIS bar stool and that is when he jumped up and onto her back.  She always gives in.  Bless her gentle little heart.   Below is  BobBenjaminMorrisonOgden realizing his King-ship!  He rules. 

(Don't worry I give Lucy extra loves)

 

 

Bob's Victims...........................................by Diane Ogden

So these are Bob's little victims....
Bob isn't a playful little man.  He is an angry little man.  I understand.  He has to be in the bedroom all day alone while I work.  If not he bites Lucy's neck and she screams something terrible.  He doesn't seem too interested in Gracie Allen thank God but on occasion he has swiped at her.  I know he is jealous so I try to give him more attention.  He really needs to be an "only cat."  Like an only kid household. But I would worry about him forever being without me.  Not that I am the best.  But I would want to know where he is and how he is.  No worries, he isn't going anywhere yet.  He also wants to go outside so badly but I cant be chasing him around in the snow besides he isn't licensed for out there and there are coons and coyotes in the area.  Besides he would bring me home awful horrible hideous sickening gagging  presents from the field.  Truly OMG!   So for now he is in.  I hold him half the night until my arm goes to sleep.  He makes loving chirps to me. Hard for him as his throat has been injured in the past.....   And he purrs an odd purr as he places his two front paws on my face.  That would be at 2 or 3 a.m.  If I turn over he sleeps very close up against my back.  I think I must be the only person that was every kind to him.  Yet he was very interested in my GGson who came to visit yesterday.  So below are Bob's little victims, Gracie Allen and Lucy Lou.  (She is so gentle and has anxiety I hate to see Bob jump on her and bite)  I need that cat man from TV with all the Tattoo's so the three animals can live in the same room. 

Crushed..........................................by Diane Ogden

 

Darn good thing I saw this!!  I could have crushed my cat, Bob, to death with my new uppie downie million dollar bed.  And obviously you can see I have many things under my bed! Thank God Bob wasn't one of those items that have remained under my bed for the past 12 years.  Shhhh.   God he is such a lucky dog.  I mean cat!  Actually what is under my bed are my 4th sons collections of Baseball cards and all his Ninja awards.  Some of my 20,000 family photos as well as part of a huge button collection.  Cant throw those things away no matter how long since I used them.  So there Oprah!

Bob Got Photobombed!..........................................by Diane Ogden

Bob used to love to lay next to my "hot" lap top.  No pun intended or whatever that was.  I moved my computer activities from the table where Bob had space to lay next to the laptop heater --to my PC.  He has since decided he can make his way between the keyboard and the TOUCH screen PC.  Every time his tail whisks past the screen issues happen.  And obviously you can see I have posted his mug on my screensaver.  He is oblivious to this fact by the way.  Don't give him toooo much credit.  He was looking at himself or the other cat but my Smart Phone didn't catch it in time.  So this is what we get.  Also do notice the TV on the mantel with the man photo bombing Bob's double selfie.  While all this is happening Bob is throwing around my nail file, my pens, a pair of earrings, a lip balm, and a flash drive....  at which point I removed him from my personal area.  Don't feel bad....Bob doesn't care... he just moves on to his next victim.  Usually Lucy!  Again, don't worry, I protect her.  More Cat Tales later.....