They put a bow on me and of course a picture was taken.

Other than that there was not much to write about this winter. Mr. and Mrs. Nice were working a lot and I spent a lot of time saving my energy for spring. In other words, I slept a lot and avoided cold weather. Since spring came around I have been busy with Mrs. and Mr. Nice in the garden. They have been doing lots of work in their garden and haven’t had time to help me with my blog. My function was to be the undergardener and have an overview of everything they did in the garden. I must say I approve of everything. It turned out really nice and is a wonderful place for me to relax.

The catnip is ready for me to taste again. Life is great!

Today though they decided to take me to the vet after work. I knew it would be a trip to the vet when Mr. Nice brought the carrier upstairs from the basement. When we got there, the vet took one look into my mouth and saw that one of my teeth was broken. He also said that the rest of my teeth were not in the best shape and I needed a cleaning once I was well again.

Mr. Nice was holding me during the visit. The vet opened my mouth and scared me half to death when he pulled my broken tooth. I really tried to scratch and bite him, but I couldn’t get him. Then he gave me a shot with something he called antibiotics. He even gave more medication to Mr. and Mrs. Nice to give me at home for the coming week.

I was in my carrier so fast when it was time to get out of the vet’s office, you would not believe it.

Since I am home I drank a little of my milk that Mr. Nice picked up at the store for me, but I still can’t eat. My mouth still hurts. The vet said I should feel better tomorrow. Let’s hope so, because right now I only want to sleep on the couch.

I haven’t been doing much of anything. Between Christmas and New Year it was quite cold and I preferred to stay indoors much more than going outside. Mr. and Mrs. Nice used their spare time after work to occupy me. We also had company at our house. You may remember the post I had about the lady with the big Weimaraner? Well, she spent New Year’s at our house and of course, she spoiled me as well.

I much more prefer to play with my shoestrings and Mr. Nice. He is really good at playing with me.

The last two weeks were great. Mr. & Mrs. Nice have been home with home and I get to go out whenever I want now. The weather has been much nicer and the snow is gone. Mrs. Nice said she saw tulips and crocuses peeking out of the ground. It looks like spring is on its way to me. According to Mrs. Nice we will probably have some snow again in February or March. She advised me not to get spring fever yet! Watching her almost getting on ground level looking for plants that is kind of difficult to do.

I reeeeaaally enjoy that!

Before I quit writing, I have to tell you that the neighbors are talking about me! Mrs. Nice was tickled to death after a neighbor told her on New Year’s Eve outside that she thinks it is so funny when I leave my house, enter the street, holding up my tail like I am the “diva” of our street. Sounds like they think I am conceited, doesn’t it? I am not sure whether I should be offended or not. Mr. & Mrs. Nice just think I am the cutest cat alive. That’s enough for me.

Mrs. Nice only had a picture from this summer of me where I am holding my tail up high. What’s wrong with that? I avoid bringing home dried leaves that way. I do it all to keep Mr. & Mrs. Nice’s house clean. That’s right!

At the moment it is too cold outside to have any exciting adventures outdoors. Mrs. Nice says I act like Garfield the cat when I am bored. Can you tell me who this is?

Anyhow, have fun looking at my pictures.

Stella-The-Cat

However, today I had to go out and explore our garden a little. As you can probably tell by the looks of it, my paws were pretty cold. I didn’t stay out much longer.

I hurried to make it to the border and back inside the house.

I decided this week I need to take charge of the other couch where Mr. Nice likes to sit with his notebook and surf on the internet. He left the notebook on the couch while he worked on the office computer upstairs and I had time to admire my blog.

I hope wherever you are that your weather is warmer than it is in Bavaria right now.

Have a nice weekend!
Stella-the-Cat

What do you think of it, Luna? I like it very much and it feels great to scratch on real wood, especially when you can’t go outdoors. Mr. and Mrs. Nice like it because it fits into the house quite well and it doesn’t look as artificial as other scratch poles.

They bought something else for me! I haven’t gotten a picture of it yet, though. It is a comfy little cave. The inside has fur and I love to sleep in there a lot during the day.

Last week was a quiet week, except for Sunday night/Monday morning. Mrs. Nice’s son came home late and I noticed he didn’t turn the key and lock the door. Can you guess, what I did? I jumped up the door handle and got out. When Mr. Nice got up in the morning getting ready for work, I was not home and the front door was open. He was very upset about it, which I don’t understand because I came right home, when they were getting ready to drive to work which is 6:15 a.m. After that I thought that I could go out every night, but -oh no!- the front door has been locked again. Then again, it was interesting to enjoy the “night life”.

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.

Then I started joining her in the morning when she would make the bed. She’d open the shades and I could sit on the window sill and look outside.

One day she left the bedroom door open and I laid down on the bedspread. She thought it was cute. The rule changed to: Stella may rest on the bed, but the spread must be on the bed.

Another rule was that I could not sleep in the bedroom at night. They put the door handles upright to keep me from opening the door and hung a scary balloon there which would pop when I jumped at it.

Then I would sleep in between the hallway and the bedroom before they came to go to bed. I must’ve looked so cute and they didn’t want to wake me, so they left their door open and put the blanket on the floor. Mrs. Nice softened and put my little basket into their room for me to sleep in with the condition that I would not come into their bed.

One night I thought I’d give it a try. Mrs. Nice went to bed and I jumped on the bottom part of the bed. Mr. Nice started laughing and they let me stay there under the condition that I stay at the end of the bed.

Can you see the progression? This is the way to do it .. be sneaky about it, be cute and they will let you do anything. That’s my story for week #9. Gotta go and check out the neighborhood! Have a nice weekend!