wham: i killed another chipmunk

A chipmunk somehow got into the Room earlier today. That was the last mistake it ever made.

First Ace was chasing it around the room, with Tory following behind. Ace tried but he just couldn't catch it. So the girl set me loose in the room. Someone had to get it, the humans couldn't have a chipmunk running loose in the house.

The chipmunk went under the bed and hid there for a while and I waited patiently. Finally, later in the afternoon, it reappeared. I cornered it by the door and lunged. Success!

It took me a while to actually kill it, though. I sort of bit on it for a while while it moved in my mouth.

Some day I was born to win cat shows. I disagree. I was born to kill.

I didn't eat the chipmunk when I was done. The girl got rid of it and threw it out.

~Wham

Tory: i'm pregnant

I'm preggers!!

It was a hectic time. I went into heat almost two months ago now--right about the time that strange cat showed up. She was a hissy mess, but she went away. I must've finally scared her off.

Now I'm waiting for the arrival of my new babies. The vet said I have at least two kittens on the way, when I went in for a checkup. I usually have four or five kittens, so it might be more.

I'll keep you posted.

~Tory

Happy Birthday Sonic!

Shag heard the basement door opening and ran up the stairs, then when the girl shut it behind her he bounded back down, purring. *SHE'S HERE!*
*So?* said Sonic as Shag purred away super loudly. The girl pet him too but Sonic didn't purr.
The girl went through the basement to check out how things were and saw that the water bowl had been overturned and emptied out, then dried out, some time during the day. She refilled it and Sonic started to drink. Shag plopped down nearby and watched from inside his fluff.
The girl combed the impossibly large volume of fluff on both boys. Shag didn't want to be combed but he had to sit there and endure it. Shag looked over at Sonic afterwards and said, *Guess what I am now?*

*Owned?*

*No silly, nobody owns us. I'm 7 months old. I just turned 7 months old!*

*Big deal,* said Sonic. *Cause guess what day today {feb 7th} is?*

*What?*

*My birthday.*

*Happy birthday! How old are you?* said Shag.

*Three.*

*Wow, three months old? That means I'm older than you! You have to be older than that.*

*Three years, nitwit.*

Shag looked at Sonic with round amber eyes. *Three years? You're really OLD!*

*Happens to the best of us,* said Sonic.

*When you were a kitten like me, were you as cute and fluffy as me?* Shag pondered this.

*I had you totally beat in the cuteness area. I was so cute I could just make humans cry over it. Way cuter than you, kit.*

*No one is cuter than me,* said Shag.

*Just you wait,* said Sonic. *You'll see. Some day maybe not too far away, some kitten's gonna come along who's littler and cuter than you. Just you wait. It'll happen.*

*No it won't, silly,* but Shag worried, as the girl brought him back out of the basement to join her and the others in the Room. He wondered whether this was actually true.

*~Sonic & Shag

Ace chasing tail

Tory was out and about in the Room and Ace was once again lost control of his urges. He just had to go begging her for some. *Tory...hey there honey.*
Shag, meanwhile, saw that the Chair was free and hopped up onto it. He used it as a scratching post for a moment or two, then made himself at home.
Tory hopped up on the bed. Ace followed. *Honey...come on,* said Ace as he homed in on her personal space.

Tory gave him the -look-. *Don't call me honey.*

Ace whined, *Come on...please...*

*What part of 'no' don't you understand?*

Ace couldn't take it anymore. He chased Tory around the room. Tory ran under the dresser.

Ace approached the dresser where she was hiding. *Aw, Tory, come on, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, now cut it out. Come on...just one little hump?*

*Buzz off.*

Tory finally came out from under the dresser just a little bit, enough to drink some water from the new dish. Ace joined her. Tory knew she probably shouldn't let him join her...but whatever. He wasn't going to go away, it seemed.

Shag made himself comfy later on on top of the cardboard cat scratching post. He liked to perch on there and let his fur sort of spill down over the sides.

~Ace, Tory, Shag

for our own amusement

Shag lay napping in his cardboard box up on the white wicker couch when he heard the basement door open and shut, and footsteps coming down the stairs. He could tell it was the girl right away by the sound of her footsteps. He opened his eyes and looked at her, lazily at first. She was wiggling something in her hand.

*A toy! Oooh!* He hopped down from the couch and trotted towards her. Sonic was already sauntering over there.

*Another toy for the mindless amusement of kittens,* said Sonic. He swatted at it a few times, but it was Shag who became fascinated with its movements.
*It's YELLOW!* Shag swatted at it, trying to catch it just like he tried to catch any toy on a string.
He got so into it that he hissed and growled a few times, too. Other times the girl made it dance in the air, but instead of jump at it, he would sit there and watch. He wasn't much of a jumper.
Sonic watched Shag play with the toy. He also watched as little bits of feathery yellow wisps came off the toy and floated in the air. Great, one more thing to get stuck in my coat. He was already somewhat annoyed by the easter grass that had somehow found its way all over the basement. He and Shag nearly always ended up walking around with at least one piece of the plastic green stuff clinging to some part of their bodies.
*How's the freedom campaign coming?* said Sonic while Shag played with the toy as though it were a real live thing...odd, he thought, how the movement of a toy could get you feeling that strange high, like you were killing something small and helpless.
Shag stopped playing and looked thoughtfully at the little yellow feathery lump. *Oh, that. Well, I kind of took a nap instead today.*
*I figured as much,* said Sonic while Shag went back to playing with the toy.

*Oh, but I'm going to go forward with it, all right!* said Shag. *Don't make any mistake about it.*

Sonic yawned and blinked his eyes in a bored sort of way. *I admire your youthful idealism.*

~Sonic & Shag

Wham:

{finishes up drinking from the new water bowl and walks over}
Don't be fooled by what looks like a scowl on my face. I won't hurt you. The only things I've ever hurt are chipmunks and mice. {I've killed a few.} The girl says that I don't have a mean bone in my body. I just want to be loved by everyone. I love all cats and all humans...well, except the cat Ace, who has tried to kill me a few times. I don't know why he doesn't like me. I wish he did like me. But Shag and Tory like me, and that's good enough for me.

I am undersized, and have breathing and digestive problems. The breathing problems come from my flat face and closed nostrils, which I was born with. The vet can't figure out why I get the runs a lot any more than the girl can figure it out. Every cat food she's tried for me, both wet and dry, hasn't really worked. Or it seems to work sometimes but other times I get the runs all day. Today wasn't so bad. I didn't have any ickies today.

Right now i'm sitting by the door of the Room, listening. I often hear noises out there beyond the door. I wonder what's going on on the other side.

*~Wham

The damage that AR activists have wreaked has only just begun.

http://www.petpac.net/news/headlines/importedpuppies/

And this is from last October...I shudder to think how much worse it's gotten by now.

~wynnyelle

The Sunbeam, part II

Shag saw his dad on the bed enjoying the sunbeam. He jumped up on the bed and made himself comfy nearby. *Hey Dad, can I share?*
Ace got up. *Eh, you can have it all to yourself actually. I'm going to get a little drink of water and some kibble.* And maybe lick myself for a while. He was feeling vaguely horny, as was often the case.
*Gee, thanks.* Shag lay down and enjoyed the sunbeam as its warmth faded. A few minutes later, the rays had shifted and except for a haze of diffused light, the sunbeam was gone.

~Ace & Shag

Ace: My sunbeam

Ahh, my sunbeam. Don't anyone try and take this from me. This time of year, the sun only shines in the Room for a couple of hours. Like pretty much everything else in my life, I'm taking it while I can get it.

*~Ace

Quality conversation

*It's not fair,* said Shag as he and Sonic sat idling away time in the basement. *Why can't we go run and play all over the house all the time? I don't want to stay in here all day.*

*Well,* said Sonic, looking stoically at the younger cat, I'm down here because the humans just can't stand that I don't always like to pee in the litterboxes. That and the fact that at least one of the humans in charge won't allow any litterboxes in the general house. So we have to stay down here.*

*That's silly,* said Shag. *Why not?*

*Who knows why humans do anything?* said Sonic. *Most of'em are good for nothing, bumbling old scums.* And he meant it. Sonic felt he had plenty to be bitter about.

*But can't we change their minds?* said Shag. *I go run around the house still once in a while, and I also go into the Room with my parents and the girl.*

*I doubt anything's gonna change,* said Sonic. *Humans aren't out to serve us. Sometimes they really screw us over.*

Shag blinked innocently at Sonic. *But I love when the girl pets me and sings to me. She wouldn't screw me over. I know she wouldn't.*

Sonic fixed Shag with his crooked-face, orange-eyed gaze. *All it takes is one wrong human and you're screwed for life.*

*How?* said Shag.

*Take me, for instance,* said Sonic. *I peed in a few places they didn't like and poof, they brought me to the butcher shop they call the Vet. I went to sleep and when I woke up my testicles were gone.*

Sonic grimaced. *I never even got to trot out the things even once. I'll never be like my old tom...Bizkit, the legend. I knew him when I was a kitten, used to hear all about his conquests from my mother, always dreamed of following in his pawsteps. Not gonna happen now. Humans. And you never know just when or where it's gonna happen, either. They don't give you any warning.*

*The girl would never let anything like that happen to me!* Shag's fur stood on end.

*Just keep your ears and eyes open,* said Sonic. *Especially for what the older humans say. What they say often goes.*

*I say we start a....a....what's it called when a bunch of folks get together to try to change things?* said Shag.

*A campaign?* said Sonic.

Shag purred. *That's it, a campaign.*

*Good luck,* said Sonic.

*We can call it...Freedom in the House!* said Shag.

* * *

That evening the girl came down to the basement to pet, talk to, hang out with and comb the coats of Sonic and Shag. She found quite a few tangles in Shag's coat and wondered just what he had been up to all day.

Shag:

Me, my mom and my dad all lay on the bed together late last night. Dad licked my face for a little while while he lay there. He's really nice even if he can get annoying with the humping sometimes.

There's Dad and me!

This morning I lay in my bed on top of the kittening cage, before the girl went and put me down in the basement with Sonic for the day. She's going to work. I always wondered what work is...so I asked my mom.
*Mom, what's work?*

*It's when humans go away from the house in the morning and don't come back till it's dark,* said Tory.

*Why do they do that?* I said.

*No one knows,* said Tory. *Something great must be out there for them in the Beyond.*

The Beyond is where my sister and two brothers went, too. They went Beyond and never came back.

*~Shag

midnight run

Ace walked about the room quietly meowing to himself. Tory wasn't letting him mate and that always irked him whenever she didn't let him have his way. Yes, Tory was being bitchy with him. So Ace was going to punish her.

Ace saw her by the water bowl and made a dash at her. He chased her under the dresser, where she stayed, glaring at him balefully with her flame-orange eyes.

*Get away from me you pervert.* Tory stared at him. Ace was stronger than she was and if he wanted to, he could chase her around the room. But one thing he couldn't do was have his way with her when she was not in heat and not in any kind of mood for sex. It just wasn't going to happen.

Ace walked away, went onto the bed, groomed himself for a while, humped on Shag and then lay down for a rest. *Mission accomplished.* Ace had shown Tory who was boss--in a little way, at least.


Under the dresser, Tory sighed to herself. She knew spring was coming and her heats would return. She loved mothering kittens, but Ace was such a pain sometimes.

She watched Ace walk his fluffy cream-and-white rear end away and she came out from under the dresser and walked out into the Room once more. The girl petted her when she hopped on the bed. Tory purred her loud, loud purr. It was a purr that could be heard from across the room and one that she had given to her son Shag.

Ace wasn't done yet.

Tonight, I will keep control of myself, thought Ace as he grew more horny by the minute. Finally he couldn't take it anymore. Shag just looked so soft and...humpable...well, pretty much anything was humpable to Aceyboy, but right now, with Tory refusing his advances and the blankets just being so unresponsive and lacking in character, Shag was the obvious choice.

One more time couldn't hurt.

The fluffy tomcat hopped on Shag while he was reclining innocently on the bed. He began to hump on his son.

*Get off me!* Shag swatted at him and Ace, annoyed, stepped off.

Ace sat nearby, looking longingly at Shag. *I'm sorry.*


*You said that all the other times too.*

*I know.*

Shag went back to napping while Ace used the litterbox, which stunk up the room. Ace liked marking in the litterbox so that it stank up the whole room with the perfume of tomcat. He felt much more like he owned the place.

Later on he went back to Shag again.

*Gerr'off me!*

Ace got off and went back to the blankets and humped them for a little while, purring loudly. But he slowly made his way back over to Shag across the bed. Little by little, until he was on him again.

Shag gave him a good kick in the stomach. Ace hopped off. For now he was defeated, but he STILL wasn't done for the night...Ace had one more thing he wanted to do.

after hours

Shag scratched at the basement door. *Let me out!*

Sonic sat at the bottom of the fur-covered stairs and watched the half-grown kitten's antics. *You know what humans say about squeaky wheels.*


Shag stopped and looked down at him, *No...not really.*

The girl came and opened the door. Shag sprang out the door in a little fluffy flood of cream fur. The girl scooped up the Persian kitty and brought him into the Room.

The Room was where Shag liked to be. Here he could be with his mother, even though she didn't really love him anymore, he was sure, or even like him, probably. After all, she always hissed and swatted at him whenever he came too close to her.

And he could be with his father, even though his father often tried to hump on him. Shag found that most annoying.

*Hello there, Shag.* Ace strode over to his son and after sniffing his rear end for a while, proceeded to try and mount him.

Shag swatted him off. *Oh, don't start that again.*

*Sorry.* Ace tried to compose himself. It was so hard, really, since Tori wasn't in heat. What he really wanted was a nice, warm, furry, breathing cat under him. Humping the blankets really got old after a while.

Shag nibbled some food left over for breakfast, then relaxed on the floor by the scratcher and the waterbowl.


Ace climbed up on the bed and relaxed too. He wasn't done for the night.

evening

Sonic was thinking to himself as he lapped water from the white ceramic bowl in the basement. The rotund, fluffy red Persian thought, If I'm going to continue to be the b@d@ss cat in this house, I'm going to have to be a little rougher with the twerp.

Sonic had gone from hating to tolerating to even admitting a little bit of brotherly "love" for Shag. Still, Shag was growing bigger and Sonic hated to entertain the possibility of his becoming the bigger cat. Sonic was the biggest cat! He had to be, he was b@d@ss Sonic.




When the girl came down to the basement and brought out the toy on a string, Shag perked up and played with it. Sonic tried to play too, but Shag was a bit faster and a lot more enthusiastic. Sonic gave Shag a look. *So tell me, where do you get all that energy?*

Shag took another leap and swat at the toy. *I'm a kitten. Kittens have lots of energy.*

*I noticed.*

Shag eventually grew tired of the game and plopped down on his side, in the impromptu way that his father often did. *I wonder if I'm going to get slow and lazy like you when I get big?*

Sonic gave him the look that his mother had always used to put just about any other cat in their place. *Oh shut up.*