A Festive Affair

Happy Holidays, whatever your holiday may be!

Mine is Christmas and this year I thought I would take some more Christmas themed pictures of Kitten,  à la 2009 (sorry, this year it is just Kitten in the pictures).

Kitten did what he always does when you put things on him, he froze, assuming he would not be able to escape anyway. So it was pretty easy to get a lot of pictures in.

Part way through I moved him to the couch. He stayed in this position the entire time. I am pretty sure I could have moulded him any way I liked, but I was starting to feel a bit bad for him, so I wanted to make it quick.

After this gem below, I stopped. Kitten clearly hated his life but didn't understand that he could just shake the hat off and run away.

Anyway, I hope these depressing pictures of Kitten brought a little cheer to your day!

Happy Holidays!

Freedom!

I'm back! Exams are done and I could not be happier.

Kitten stuck by my side, even when I yelled at him for knocking my highlighters on the floor and chewing on my summaries. 

But even Kitten started getting a little impatient with all of my studying...

At first, he tried lying on things that I needed, even though it was clearly very uncomfortable for him. 

Yup, I need that.

When he realized that I would not hesitate to move him off of the things that I needed, he resorted to giving me the stink-eye while I studied.

This was on the other end of the stink-eye.

And when I ignored the stink-eye, he tried convincing me that he was depressed. But I would catch him trying to secretly play with a ball and I knew the depression thing was just an act to guilt me into paying attention to him.  

After exams ended, I took the first day off to sleep until an excessively late time of the day (for me at least). This did not impress Kitten. Kitten had gotten very used to me waking up early and feeding him before I started studying.

Kitten tried may things to convince me to get out of bed that morning. First, he lay uncomfortably close to me, so that when I opened my eyes he was approximately two inches away from my face, staring right at me.

This did shock me a bit, but only enough to convince me to rise to use the washroom. Kitten practically flew to the kitchen when I got up, but when he realized that the kitchen was not my destination, he sulked back to the bedroom.

Next, he tried meowing halfway between the bedroom and the kitchen. I only find this funny, because not only does he never meow for long periods of time, but because his meow sounds like some sad squawk. He never really got the hang of meowing.

After this, he headed back into the bedroom to walk around/on my head and shortly after bit my arm. But this was my first morning off and I was not going to break.

His final attempt was to open the curtains by jumping up on the window ledge and pushing them to the side a bit. This was frustrating.

I am proud to say, Kitten did not win. I won. I slept in and fed him when I was ready to. It was a proud moment.

(Please note that Kitten had dry food at all times. Kitten just wanted wet food. My laziness did not lead to any actual deprivation.)

That's all for now, but I will leave you with these pictures of Kitten investigating my attempts at making my apartment a little bit prettier. He gets confused by new things.

While I'm Writing My Exam...

Okay, so something went wrong and I am having to post this now. But this is what I intended...

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Guess what?

I am writing my exam RIGHT NOW.

That's right; I am in a classroom, writing my first exam of the term.

Now before you jump to the conclusion that I am the worst student ever to live, let me explain: This is a scheduled Kitten Blog, meaning that I wrote this on Sunday night, but had it scheduled to be published smack dab in the middle of my exam.

I thought I should use such a post to ponder how Kitten might spend his time while I am off spewing out more facts about corporations than anyone should ever really even know.

This is how I imagine his day is going:

Kitten will probably start off his day by lying on my bed, and rolling around a bit to make sure he gets his fur everywhere.

Afterwards, he'll probably go use the litter...

...and then have a drink from his Kitten Fountain.

Next, I imagine he will lie on the back of the couch, and distribute fur all over it too.

He will probably get bored of soft surfaces, like the bed and the couch, and move to harder ones, like the filing cabinet.

By now, he will want to go lie in...

... a couple of awkward positions.

And one more for good measure.

Kitten will then realize that he hasn't eaten in a while, and will go lie by his food bowls in hopes that his mere proximity to them will conjure the glory that is canned food. It won't. It never does.

After realizing that he can only eat dry food until my return, he will go and investigate the pigeons.

And then go back to the bed to get a bit more fur on it before I get home.

Kitten, Kitten, Pumpkin Eater.

Did I ever tell you that Kitten loves pumpkin?

No?

Well let me tell you, Kitten LOVES pumpkin.

Every time he hears the can-opener, he comes running; not because it might be canned food, but because it might be straight-up, outta-the-can, pumpkin.

Loves it.

Kitten Inc

In keeping with my short and sweet posts, here was Kitten's contribution to my scholarly endeavours yesterday:

EXAMS!!!!

It is definitely well into exam crunch time and this year, I am trying a new strategy; I like to call it "Not-Wasting-All-Of-My-Time-Posting-Kitten-Blogs-When-I-Should-Be-Studying."

Now before you get your panties in a bunch and turn all accusatory-like and tell me that I am in fact wasting my time on this very Kitten blog; hear me out!

This is a very haphazard, horribly written, disaster of a post that has taken me a total 15 minutes to throw together. For the next two weeks, there will be many Kitten blogs like this, which will be posted to achieved two objectives: (1) To not waste my time posting elaborate Kitten blogs in order to stick to my new strategy; but also (2) to provide some form of exam relief for my fellow friends and classmates that have come to rely on Kitten during this horrible, cruel time of the year.

I love you all; so here a a few random pictures of Kitten, just being Kitten:

Blerp.

Kitten's favourite position.

Someone doesn't like camera flashes.

He was stuck. This happens.