where i spend my nights

Now some of you might be asking yourself, I wonder where Murphy sleeps? She's talked about many places to nap and various pieces of furniture but hasn't mentioned bed time in a while. Funny you should ask because I've got a new thing going on.

Now Mookie has changed his nightly (or really late-night) patterns. He now gets up early and leaves me too. I've tried the pity trip thing, doesn't work so don't bother writing in with that advice. So.... around midnight the people in my house start getting ready for bed. Now about a week ago I shocked the shit (oops, not supposed to curse, sorry) out of them by climbing on the bed and waiting for them to come in. Seriously, it freaked them out. In a good way. They were all excited. Not the level of the Kiwi yelling (remember that boys and girls?!) but they got kind of squeaky.

So now the ritual is beginning to cement. After Kansas takes her shower (yes, TMI, deal with it) she scoops me up and it's time to go to bed. Since winter is coming the bed is extra awesome. How I love quilts. The thing is, I have to wait patiently (not my strong suit) until Kansas gets settled. Until the alarm clock is set and either the white noise machine is turned on or a movie is put in (no cable in the bedroom so it's cinema-time). Then, once she gets finally gets her jimmy legs in one place, I hop in between them, near her knees, and snuggle in for a good night's sleep (did I just quote "The Night Before Christmas"? I think I did! No wait, that's long winter's nap... same diff).

Now she has expressed to me that she can't stay like that all night but tough. I don't care. Suck it up woman. And they've tried to talk me into curling up between them, or curling up at Mookie's legs. Nope. I figured out what I want and there's no two ways around it. Sorry sister. The heart wants what it wants and when you rescue a kitten from the streets and spoil her, she's the boss.

Here's a fun picture from a few weeks ago. This is a little quilt MADE FOR ME by Grandma Hewitt. Thanks Gram, I absolutely love it. In fact, it's not a good day if I don't spent a huge amount of time on my rockin' blanket. I think I love the little bunnies the most.

So, curl up with the ones you love, and if they have the jimmy legs like Kansas- just do your best to keep them in line. And before you even ask, no I am not dressing up for Halloween. You can't top perfection people!


Love you,
Murphy

family adventure day (aka the day of shots)

So today was interesting. Apparently, and no one asked me, it was decided that I was going to visit the vet today. I guess it's been a year since my shots and on the off chance that a raccoon with rabies gets into our apartment, I need to be protected. In a move of solidarity (or simply because they don't want to get all sniffy and clammy and feverish) Mookie and Kansas decided to get shots too. They kept complaining about how it hurt their arms. Babies.

Okay, to be honest with you, I really can't call them names. Because I have to admit, I was a bit of a whiny baby myself. My inner drama queen came out at the vet's office. I'm embarrassed to admit it but I hissed at the nurse, hey I don't know that woman, she could be evil. So I got weighed (a lady never tells her weight) and yes the famous butt-thermometer action happened. Then I got two shots, not one like they did, but two. One in the back and one in the butt. Not my favorite few minutes.

Oh, I almost forgot to tell you about my cool new carrier. It is called the taco, well that's it's unofficial name and I'm sure it originated from Kansas. Mookie calls it the Gato Taco, clearly he's had an identity crisis and thinks he's from Mexico or something (which he is clearly not, he's from the Midwest, very much so). So my carrying case, it's red and zips up. And while it is an improvement from the cardboard box (I know, so embarrassing) it still doesn't make going outside any more exciting. I hate it. I enjoy my view of the world from the living room window, I don't need to be out in it with all the trucks and barking dogs. No way jose.

After the trip to the vet we came home and all relaxed. Mookie and I took a nap and Kansas worked on her computer. Then it was dinner, a bit of house cleaning and now some strange documentary on the History Channel. All in all I want to thank Columbus for giving us this day together. I'm not really sure who he was but I love all being home, even if it involves needles.

It's definitely Fall here, the leaves are falling from the trees and it gets dark earlier. And yes, you remember right?, the blankets have emerged. They are just as amazing as I remember. Well, I have to either play with my little green mouse or take a nap on the blue chair.

More soon,

M