Plucky Clover

Catnip Caper
November 24, 2009, 12:29 pm
Filed under: Mother, Sisters, Treats

Uh oh! Look what I found on the kitchen floor!

I found that someone had taken the catnip bag off of the kitchen counter (major no-no, we aren’t allowed up there) and tore a big hole in it, getting all over the kitchen floor. Upon investigation, Baby, Steve-O and Sheesha were covered in the pilfered nip!

However, my mother was able to catch the perpetrator in the act. It was Steve-O! Naughty, naughty Steve-O!


My Silly Baby Sister
November 23, 2009, 1:45 pm
Filed under: Sisters

Of my sisters, I’m the second youngest. My baby sister, who everyone just calls Baby is very silly. Here is a picture to prove it.

See, isn’t she silly? That’s the cage that my little brother goes in when his big one is getting cleaned. Then Baby decided she should go inside and see what it would be like to be Pumpernickel. Only he’s a lot smaller, so it is really cramped for her.

First (real) Post
November 17, 2009, 10:18 pm
Filed under: Brother, Father, Food, Grandmother, Mother, Sisters, Treats

Hi there! My name is Clover and I decided that since my life is really fun (at least I think so!) that I would start a little blog. I’ve been reading a lot of other kitty blogs and I want to try it out.

I live in Idaho, and was adopted from a shelter over four years ago by my mother. They kept calling me “Muffin” at the shelter, but my mother knew my name right away! I was ten months old then. I’m almost five now. I’m a British Shorthair, with dilute torbie markings. My mother always tells me how beautiful I am, and she must be right because when we went to the vet for a check up a little while ago, everyone there was telling me the same thing!

I live with my human father and grandmother and my three feline sisters, a feline aunt and an adopted guinea pig brother. My mother visits me a lot, and brings me lots of treats and toys (even though I won’t play with them), but she lives in the country where it wouldn’t be safe for me. Even though I’d have all the mice and birds I could catch, there are foxes and dogs and coyotes and fast cars and cows and snakes and elk and sometimes even moose! So I don’t get to live with my mother.

Well, I’m not sure what else to talk about, but I can sure tell you what I like. I like catnip, greenies, cardboard scratchers, my mother, brushings, pettings, belly rubs, car rides, tuna juice, my futon, sleeping with my mother, snuggling under blankets, licking my mother’s hair when she’s sleeping, chin scratches and being told how pretty I am.

See, look how beautiful I am. I am glowing!!