Stella is well again

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After taking my antibiotics all week I am feeling much better. Food tastes great again, even though I will not touch my old cat food. When I smell it I am reminded of the pain I had last week. Mrs. Nice said I need to have my teeth cleaned, but she will wait until she off work since I have to have anesthesia.

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Mrs. Nice was gone on a business trip all week. I was so happy when she returned on Friday. Saturday she spent all day in the garden and I was right along with her. Today was especially nice and she really worked hard. Of course I assisted her and observed the garden to ensure no other cat – especially Tom – would walk through the flower beds. (That’s my job!) 🙂

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I took a nap in between and when I woke up she was still out there working. Mr. Nice helped her with the finishing touches and then she came in.

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I have to say this was a Sunday just the way I like it and I’m looking forward to spring and summer.
Have a nice week!
Stella-The-Cat

Rainy Days

I am not allowed to go out when it rains. Usually, Mr. & Mrs. Nice let me find out myself whether I like it or not. You probably guessed it, I not only dislike rain, I hate it. Nevertheless, I like to make up my mind anew each time it rains. For whatever reasons my owners do not understand that part of my thinking.

These past weeks have been rather irritating for me. Tied to the house most of the time during the day since Mr. & Mrs. are back to the office, it has been pouring down during the evening when they get home and we’ve had hail twice in a row. In addition to my urge to hit the road, you have Mrs. Nice who is upset about not being able to do much outdoors and seeing her hostas and other plants looking like Swiss cheese. Great combination, don’t you think? You’d believe that she understands me.

Since I am not giving up the right to find out myself whether I like it outdoors or not, I guess we will continue the game which has been documented in pictures of course. 😉

Here I am checking out the weather from the lower levels.

Looking outside from my scratch pole. Yes, looks kind of wet outside.

Let me out guys!

Why does Mrs. Nice always leave her garden shoes here? The rug has been placed there because of me. Mrs. Nice says I bring the outdoors indoors on my tail and fur.

I wonder if I can open this?

Maybe I need to put my paw between the tilted window?

There has to be a spot somewhere here inbetween where I can slip outdoors without having to beg those two. I know they are watching me.

I give up. YOU RULE – but this time only.

It’s been a while


Mr. and Mrs. Nice have been kind of busy and there wasn’t much time to get this week’s story online. You may have noticed my absence, but I was not at home. You will read more about this if you stick around.

I have also been a bit upset. They did not tell me that I would be alone in the „cat hotel“ for two weeks. Now I know what it means when they get these things called suitcases from the attic. It means one or both will be leaving.

While they were away vacationing on some island where they’ve decided to get married while there by the way, I had to spend two miserable weeks in a cat hotel. What’s REALLY bad about this is that it was the place where they have adopted me. It scared me so bad having to go there, even though it was a separate house and room where only cats stayed whose owners where on vacation. You may have read that I don’t really care about other cats. My only enjoyment are the people I stay with. They are the ones spending time with me, cuddling and hugging me, feeding me. I missed them very much.

The two weeks passed by and I was so happy that they returned and had not forgotten about me. Like I have said before the two have gotten married. I thought they already were married, but no .. they’ve been „living in sin“ for 10 years. Oh well, that is not unusual in Germany, but it definitely surprised me. Well, I don’t care either way, I am just so happy I have got my Mr. & Mrs. Nice again all to myself and don’t have to be away from them now.

The past 1 1/2 weeks I did not let them out of my sight. They’ve had to carry me around. At night I made sure I slept at the foot of the bed. Mrs. packed a suitcase once again and I was afraid I’d have to go to the „cat hotel“ so soon again, but she had to go on a business trip over night and Mr. Nice stayed home. I’ll settle for that.

What’s new is that both of them leave every day now. In the past months Mrs. Nice has been home with me, but she has to go to something called „office“ along with Mr. Nice. They come home every night and then it is „my“ time. As long as they come home it is allright with me.

I get to go outdoors, but I don’t stay away for long and come back often to check if they are still at home. I’ve heard Mrs. Nice tell Mr. Nice that she believes that I have fears of being abandoned again by my „can openers“. She may be right. Too bad I cannot tell her in people talk what happened to me before they adopted me at the shelter.

Now you’re up-to-date again about Stella’s life! Keep coming back!

Week #8 – Being a lazy cat

Not much happened during my 8th week at my new home. I have pretty much taken over the house. Training Mr. and Mrs. Nice is progressing well. During the week it rained a lot and I stayed indoors and enjoyed lots of hugs and peace & quiet. The weekend was sunny and I wanted to take the opportunity and be outside a lot.This is the chair Mrs. Nice likes to use outside a lot. I found it is a really nice place to relax and take it easy. I wonder if I could have it? Don’t think so …

Have I told you that I enjoy watching television. My servants think this is funny and of course, they’ve taken a picture of me.

My favorite spots when I can’t go outdoors are my scratching post and my basket. Since I have been living at my new home, I found that playing is lots of fun. Mr. Nice plays a lot with me when he gets home from work and I look forward to it every night. However, playing by myself is fun, too. They’ve bought these tiny balls I like to play with. Mrs. Nice says I look like someone playing soccer when I play with those. Ribbons are also fun to play with. Mrs. Nice got them in all different colors for me.


I hope you’ve enjoyed my little story, even though not much has happened. Next week’s story should be more exciting. I will tell you how I am working my way into the bedroom. 🙂

Week #6 – Time to confess


It is soooo difficult to admit when you are wrong, but there is no way around it. I just cannot see Mrs. Nice upset and Mr. Nice getting stricter.

Ok… here we go. I confess:

  • During week #6 I was not the perfect cat you expect me to be.
  • I stayed out longer than you like.
  • I irritated you daily in the evening when you thought I was past the point of bugging you to let me out of the house.
  • I slipped into the neighbor’s basement and visited their house. Mrs. Nice said -when she heard this- I better be careful because their cat Paganina will fight me when she catches me in her territory. Talk about someone being upset!!!
  • I got caught in our neighbor’s son’s bed and thrown out of the house. I have overheard my can openers telling the neighbors to be really mean and throw me out of the house when they catch me again AND to make it very uncomfortable for me. I have noticed already that they are letting down the shades now. As you can imagine, Mrs. Nice was REALLY not happy anymore. Mr. Nice just had his usual grin like nothing could surprise him.
  • I have been making a more permanent bed in the next door neighbor’s guest room. They could tell where I have been laying down resting. That REALLY brought the pot to a boil. Now I have to be careful around the Mrs.

Mr. and Mrs. Nice seem to have informants everywhere. I really need to slow down because I wouldn’t want to push my luck.

Look at me – who could resist. Pure innocence! I am sleeping. I decided on my own it is better to be indoors when it is raining.

Happy now?? So I am not perfect. I am a cat. Stella-The-Cat

Week 4 and 5 – Stella on Tour

These past two weeks have been incredibly busy. I was out and about checking out our neighborhood on my own. It was GREAT! Of course, I made sure to come back so Mrs. Nice would not worry too much.

Mr. and Mrs. have taken off some of the „things“ around my neck that you saw in the previous post so I would not get caught in shrubs. The bell was taken off first and the registration tag. However, they decided to leave my little tube with the address inside on my collar.

First time with no leash

Here I am running out the door.

Leaving the terrace

In the backyard – no leash!

Checking out the neighbors. I decided to walk with Mr. & Mrs. Nice. It was a little scary.

The very first time around the block they walked with me and I was glad they did. We have people running loud saws and I didn’t want to walk any further. Mr. Nice carried me past the saws. Then we have a big black dog that hates cats. He barked so loud and Mr. Nice picked me up again. Our neighbors right behind us have a male cat. When he saw MY Mrs. Nice and she talked to him he climbed across the fence to talk back at her. When he saw me he sat right across from me and looked at me straight into my eyes. Then he made noises which really scared me. He looked really handsome, though. Mr. Nice carried me the rest of the way, so I would not have to be scared anymore.

I decided to try by myself again the next day. It was enough excitement for one day.

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My first excursions all by myself took a little longer and on the very first day Mrs. Nice painted the hallway so she had a way to pass time she said while I was running around. It took exactly 3.5 hrs for me to come home. She must’ve set the stop watch. Now I know how her sons feel when they stay out too long.

I think she tricks me into coming home. There is just enough food in the bowl now that I have to keep coming home to eat. What do you think?

At night I am not allowed to go outdoors at all. When I scratch on the windows they fuss with me. They really don’t like that. I run upstairs then and sleep. Then they can fuss all they want, but I don’t hear them.

Have I told you that I’ve got a new favorite place – the bathroom mat? Hey, if they all sleep on the first floor, why should I sleep in the living room? It is another one of my perfect arrangements to keep „things“ in this household under control. When they get up I can watch what they are doing. When Mr. Nice gets up, I make sure he does not forget to feed and brush me. When the Mrs. makes the beds I am right there sitting by the bedroom window. Then we go downstairs, she fixes my food, puts my collar on and I am allowed to leave. When they take my collar off, I have to stay indoors. That’s easy to understand, isn’t it? They have all kind of smart ideas, but they are starting to make sense.

Week 5 I had to be alone in the house for a few days during the day because Mrs. Nice was in the hospital. I watched her pack her suitcase wondering what was happening and could tell she was sad and I didn’t leave her alone much on this day. Now she’s come back home and I am happy I’ve got all my family together again. I can come and go as I please during the day and don’t have to wait for Mr. Nice until the evening.

Here’s another nice picture of me. Mrs. Nice says, I am the perfect garden decoration, don’t you agree?

I know how to walk on the fence now. Check me out! Here is a collection of snapshots. Click to enlarge the image.


More next time. I hope you enjoyed my little summary.