Instagramification & My Latest Sexy New Friend!! Ashley!

As summer draws to a close, Ashley came to visit me.  She came earlier in the week but I was out cattin' around and missed her. Nobody keeps me informed around here.  She must have been torqued about completely missing me. I'd go ballistic being abused by not getting some good cat time with me. They're lucky she didn't go whack on them if you ask me!!

She's new around here and it was about time my litter changers invited a guest to keep me company. It's nice to have some young blood coming around. Sometimes it feels like a retirement village here.  She's big into social media just like me. It's no surprise because she has such a bangin' personality just like me. Here she is showing me about Instagram. I'll have to have my web guy set one of those up for me.  I'm always on the cutting edge of internet technology so I must have one of those Instagram things. My fans deserve it.

We got to be friends in no time at all. You can see how happy she is to be hanging with me in the photo below. She told me she has a cat which makes sense. Someone as cool as Ashley isn't going to have a pet like a weasel or a stupid dog. You can see from the photos that she's very comfortable with the world's greatest predator (ie, a cat).  She was here all afternoon and evening. Her and my resident photographer and web guy went outside this evening. More power to them because it rained today which sucked but there was so much water in the air (technically called humidity) that it just fell from the clouds and mucked things up pretty good. She seemed really smart as well as pretty.  I call that the "complete package." I want to be clear that referring to Ashley as the complete package is not sexist - it's just a fact. Plus, as per protocol, if anyone accuses me of being misogynist I'll scratch their eyes out! I'm not sure what misogynist means but I hear it's an insult and I don't have time for people whining about how I say things. 

She's big into the Huskers so we had lots to talk about. I forgot to ask her over for the season opener on Saturday night where our team will cream Why-oming (get it ... WHY-oming?? :D ). She's welcome here anytime. She has her own official Husker towel as can be seen in the photographic representation below.  Towels are used for drying off so it was a little confusing when she got it all wet like she did. I wasn't there but the photo raises more questions than it answers. It's another example of some of the weird things that happen around here when my guests come to visit me. 

Ashley said she'd be coming over again soon. I'm not surprised - I made a big impression on her! That's all for now! Except to say to other cats out there who have web sites to suck it up and get your own cool friends!

Amo - the good life! Another one of my sexy friends!

It was good to see Amo again! She has given me the squeeze before and you didn't see me complaining! She was dressed up all snazzy and stuff and I thought maybe she was taking me out! But that's kind of silly - she wouldn't be taking a cat out! Not that there would be anything wrong with that. I like having a personal photographer around so they can capture all the love and affection that comes my way and you can sure see the loves coming from her! She clearly really really loves me. It's a good thing I deserve it so much!

Obviously I'm the huskercat. So I really appreciate it when folks around here dress like they care about the tradition of what I'm all about. Basically, I'm special and I am always pleased when others recognize that and dress for the occasion so to speak. Amo is always so bubbly and fun but she seems all moody in this pic which I don't understand. She seems like she's in the running for emo huskergirl! HA! That's pretty funny.

Now here's what's weird ... she drives a hearse. You know, like the car that hauls dead people to the graveyard. And it has a coffin in it. I strolled out there when her and one of my owners (the big one) had this picture taken and I got really creeped out! I like chewing on mice, but that was just goofy! But even with that, I don't think she's really emo. That's just a genre of softcore punk music that integrated unenthusiastic melodramatic teenyboppers who don't smile, but like high pitched overwrought lyrics and inaudible guitar rifts with tight wool sweaters, tighter jeans, itchy scarfs (even in the summer), ripped chucks with their favorite band's signature, black square rimmed glasses, and ebony greasy unwashed hair that is required to cover at least 3/5ths of the face at an angle. Or at least that's what I hear - I don't really know anything about them. As a cultural icon, I don't hang out at places where there would be a bunch of emo youth. I'm a little old for that! Plus, I'd probably just get trampled at one of those dumps. I have my reputation to consider and who likes whiney teenagers anyway. So she's not an emo. I think she has a pouty look like Brigitte Bardot. One could do worse than that! I was just catnipped and I've been snoozing for 12 hours. I'm hungry and need to get someone to put down a plate of savory Fancy Feast. I shouldn't blog when I'm in this state! I wish she would have squeezed me when she was in her Husker t-shirt! That would have been cool.

Hunting Wild Game!! Implications for Backyard Eco-systems

I'm a little annoyed; I'll be honest. As can be seen in this first forensic photo I returned to the homestead having bagged a bird. I mean - it wasn't exactly big game, but it sure was fun sneaking up on it and pouncing on its little feathery body and watching its little soul rise to heaven as I crunched his puny little neck!
Naturally, I had to bring it home. Most cats like to fly under their owner's radar, but when it comes to snagging wild game, we are basically show-offs. I'm not being immodest, that's just how us cats roll. We're supposed to use our four big canine teeth for something! It's no big deal.



The problem is that, and I think we all see what the problem is going to be, the current female resident of this house seem rather unappreciative of my efforts. I present the second photo as Exhibit B where it should be obvious that she is restraining me from the trophy lunch I just caught.

I gotta say - this kind of treatment gets old. The backyard has what I would consider to be a total excess of birds. Backyards are important not only to the home owner, and to any guest of the house, and to many wildlife species as well. The backyard provides these species with major habitat requirements: food, cover, space, and water (there's a big swimming pool that serves as a major mouse drowning station). As the only cat in this place, it is my responsibility to manage these species in a way that is sensitive to wildlife needs. Especially MY needs! Clearly these two homeowners need to include my activities in their backyard species management plan. It's the way of the wild!

I admit that birds, such as the one that I murdered, can provide many aesthetic and recreational benefits to the homeowner. Watching me hunt for mice or a little featured creature or even a red-backed salamander hiding under a bush can add beauty and enjoyment to everyone's day. The humans around here need to recognize the ecological services provided by ME and how I benefit the entire backyard ecosystem. For example, worms keep the soil healthy. In a similar way, birds, such as sparrows, as any ecologist will tell you, deserve to be murdered by cats - it's part of the natural order of things. That's the way it is or God wouldn't have made us cats cold-blooded killing machines! When I kill a bird I am evolving into a better cat and I have two owners who need to appreciate that a litle more!

So after all this, I'm pretty bushed and I am going to take a nap in my sleeping berth, that I might add, was hand made from exotic South American and African hardwoods that are quite expensive. I'm going to dream of wild life maagement for sure!

Ashley - My sexy new friend!

Ashley came over today. She's been over before and I really like her visits. She always seems to think I need some attention. While I don't need it - attention from her is always might fine. Ashley rocks! 

Us Maine Coons are not like ordinary, run of the mill, low rent cats. Maine Coons, because of their fine breeding, enjoy being petted while we're eating. I don't think any other cat rolls that way.


Here's she's pointing at me. I wasn't paying her much attention because I was eating my Friskies hard food. Someone must have come in wondering where that famous Huskercat was and she's just being helpful and pointing me out. I don't mind my fans visiting as long as they don't bother me too much. My days tend to be pretty busy being a predator and having to sleep a lot.

This is a really adorable picture of her. But that's besides the point. I'm not in that photo. There really isn't a need for any photos on my blog that do not have me in them. This is just common sense. You wouldn't expect to see any photos of me on Lassie's web site! Although Lassie's site would experience a major upgrade in quality if I was on there. I wouldn't be on Lassie's site anyway.  She's totally whored out to the Natural Way Natural Dog Food company. Dogs are stupid - you don't need two Naturals in your company name. And what's up with Natural Way? It sounds gay! Kinda Natural Way Gay! 

Natural Way Dog Food - sounds like it's for constipated dogs! Yeah! That's it! Dogs are full of shit!!! This just proves something I've said for a long time - you get a dog involved and everything will go retarded. There - I said it, now I"m outta here!