Posts tagged: Data’s World

Kitty Cat Alarm Clock

By , February 22, 2009 8:04 am

Data's World 5: Kitty Cat Alarm Clock

(See previous versions of Data’s World on the “Photos” page – 1, 2, 3 and 4.)

Data’s been a little sh!tbox since we arrive home from Colorado on Monday.

We walked in the door and he didn’t even say hello. Now, I know this is typical for many cats, but not for Data. He is always purry and happy to see us when we get home (i.e. he wants to be fed).

Since then, he’s been running around like he OWNS the house. Like we just happen to be people who stay here from time to time.

Every night, he waits until I am walking away from him, then he runs up behind me and jumps on my bare legs to bite me.

On Friday night, I was laying in the bed taking photos of Steven’s awesome bruises (that’s just how weird I am), when Data jumped up onto the bed, bit my arm, then grabbed the camera cord with his teeth and ran away with it. I had to laugh, but also wondered what his deal was. And of course, this was after he got in trouble for getting into Steven’s closet and knocking everything down off of his shelves.

And as always, he always wants me to be awake. Besides waking me up early in the morning, he tries to wake me up even if I am taking a nap. Yesterday, I was fortunate enough to have the free time to take a nap, but couldn’t enjoy it, because someone (not Steven) was purring and meowing in my ear the whole time.

Conclusion: My neighbors are too nice. They visited Data at least 5 times while we were gone for 4 days. THEY are the ones spoiling him. (Ha ha).

No, really. We always miss Data when we travel and look forward to how sweet he is when we come home (sweet because he misses us so much). But now that people are coming over to take care of him, it’s not such a big deal for him anymore. I am happy our neighbors are generous enough to come over and fed him, play with him, leave us notes about how he was doing.. and leave us cookies too! I just need to understand that he won’t be as sweet when we get home, because he wasn’t as lonely.

And yeah, and probably wouldn’t kill me to play with him a bit more each night so he isn’t runing up after me and attacking  me, in his attempt to play.

Data’s Balls

By , May 24, 2008 8:06 am

It’s been awhile since I’ve done a Data’s World comic. (See previous versions on the “Photos” page – 1, 2 and 3.)

You may recall that Data loves these little squishy balls. We give him one at a time, and he carries it all around the house with him. Everywhere he goes, his ball is there too – in the kitchen when he’s eating, in the bed when he’s sleeping, on the stair when he’s lounging, in the bathroom when he’s, well… you know.

The thing is, he goes through one a day. He chews them all up and destroys them. We play fetch with him with it for awhile, then when we go to bed, he goes to town on his toy ball, and we find pieces of it all over the stairs the next day.

I decided to order some balls in bulk, since he loves them so much, and they seem to make him so happy. Since he normally just chews on it and makes a big mess and doesn’t eat it… I figured it’s not a big deal.

Oh irony of ironies, yesterday, the same day his package arrives, I come home to find green barf all over the place. Nice. Timing.

So… he won’t be playing with these alone. Or maybe at all.

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