Bingo's Journal: Just Stop Following Me!

I know that I am a "celebrity" cat, but can't the paparazzi let up for just a little bit around here? The simplest things, like me taking a bath, seems to attract a crowd! I just need some privacy. Simple alone, by-myself time, me time, no one else time! Is that too much to ask?


I mean, how exciting is it to watch me lick my paw?! It's only dirty kitty fir and a wet tongue. I am simply a cat who likes to be clean. Come on!

So, then I went for a simple stroll out back, and there again, I was followed. And my picture was stolen from me. I was not so happy about it.


But then I found the blue pond and took a few sips of clean, clear water. Cat's are good at locating good water. That fresh drink perked me right up, and I didn't mind the camera flash quite so much. It was still annoying, but I just ignored it.


Thankfully, I found something fabulous out there in the barn. It was the Hay. Hay smells good to my kitty nose. It feels great on my cat fur coat and it gets all my itches scratched in an expedient manner. Obviously as a cat I can roll in the hay.


Finally, I climbed the hay bale tower and sacked out. Time for a nap. I rationalize that if I am not moving I am less likely to be stalked by the camera "person." She is very demanding.

Leading the life of the supermodel can be so taxing. I don't know how I do it. But I am a cat who can sleep on a bale of hay . . .

Bye for now,

Bingo

November Here Already?

I am a cat, but I do pay attention to the seasons and I just noticed that it is already November! I have not updated my journal in a MONTH! The Tall Lady has told me I need to get to work and report on my latest outings.

Besides thinking in big words, I went exploring on the property. It's my job. I take it seriously. I am a cat explorer, or so I like to think so.


Today something startled me and I had to look a second time to make sure I could escape from it if needed! I may be Bingo, a Mighty Bold Adventurer, but I have my limits too! But then again, cats get scared pretty easily.


But it was only Gemma the Horse trotting across her field. She likes to run and kick and buck and sometimes she frightens me and I run away from her like a bee has stung my tail!

Seeing as Gemma was not threatening me with any bodily harm I investigated the new grasses that have sprouted since the last rains. Cat's are good at looking carefully at the ground. The plants and dirt were interesting to my kitty eyes for a few seconds. Then...


. . . I spotted The Boy! He was pulling a long blue string and it had to be chased. Like a moth to the flame I could not resist. I am not able to control my self! I was hooked! I am a cat who will chase strings, it's just instinct.


Then he pulled the string over the fence and I was in cat heaven! To play like this is the BEST!


Now if I could just teach him how to use the words exuberant, vibrant, and energetic! That would be a great trade for dragging this piece of baling twine for me.

While my job as a vocabulary wise cat is to introduce new words to kids, I still like my natural role as a curious cat too! It's just biological!

Bye for now,
Bingo