Sunday, October 8, 2017


I heard about it being Tocktober. I got Mom to take a Tocktober pic for me. I don't understand why spot 13  had to be x'd out though.

Happy Tocktober Ducky and all!

Tuesday, September 5, 2017

Weird Movie

Mom let me sit on her lap and watch a movie.  It was a weird movie. It was so weird we did not even watch the whole thing.

Wednesday, August 30, 2017

Is it ok?

I wonder if it's ok for me to be a Panthers fan even if I'm only an  (Orinch is the) New Black  cat.

I hope so. I got my gear! I'll ask Uncle Roman on FB, though.

Wednesday, August 23, 2017

Whisker Wednesday

Who needs Mom. She can read and "Oh my," over Max's book. I took a selfie for #WhiskerWednesday.

I may keep the phone.

Monday, August 21, 2017


I was going to blog, but Mom saw that Max's new book is out on Kindle. So she ran to get it like now yesterday. Now I get to watch her read instead of blogging. Booooooring. I know I got her at the pound, but sheesh.

Thursday, August 17, 2017

Black Cat Appreciation Day

I just found out from Eastside Cats that it's Black Cat Appreciation Day. That's  pawsome because I live at the House of the Mostly Black Cats. Mom and Grandma are sad sometimes because the ones that came before are OTRB, but Boni Maroni is still here *knock on wood* (Mom told me to do that for some reason.) And I am here, and we all know that Orange Is The New Black, right? Right.

Boni Maroni napping in the heaty bed.
Me power napping in my Executive chair.

Happy Black Cat Appreciation Day to all  the house panthers and the peeps who love them. Go you!

If you can, put your spare couch change in the bucket for Black Cat Rescue. They are a a No Kill rescue staffed all by volunteers. It's also the official charity for the House of the Mostly Black Cats.

Just clicky to donate your couch change. You rock!
Pee Ess. Mom says she'll tell you sometime how she ended up with an Orange Is  The New Black cat instead of a regular black cat.

Wednesday, August 16, 2017


Of course I took the Executive Chair to take my power nap. I am the boss around here, you know

Tuesday, August 15, 2017


I was very good today. I had to make up for being under the hostages, after all. Today I even let Mom take a selfie of us together in the studio. I am the handsome one with the green eyes.  I was so good today I got extra treats.  Pawsome!

Saturday, August 12, 2017


Boots in the Hostages by Robyn Harton

Mom left the storm door open just a tiny crack when she went to the store. Grandma was watching TV,  so I pushed just a little and sort of fell out. It was BIG out there. So I jumped under green things. (Mom said later that  they were hostages.)

When Mom got home she walked right past me. I was too scared, I mean polite, yeah polite, to meow at her. Then when I heard her yelling in the house, I said to myself yep, good move.

Grandma came out rattling the treats jar. That sounded SO good. I figured Grandma wouldn't let any mean birds peck my eyes out, so I came out to get treats.  She snatched me up, but she gave me my treats inside. Mom was puffing like a blowfish saying she would never leave the house without locking the heavy wood door again.

The hostages were nice, but not as nice as treats.

Mom didn't get any treats.  She painted me in the hostages, though. She said it was theraflu ticks or something.

Tuesday, July 25, 2017


I got a bigger box! Mom said she wanted to make up to me for NOing me. Okay. I can handle that.

It's like a whole apartment it's so big. 'Scuse me. I'm going to have a nap in my box.


Just because I was sticking my head in there does not mean you should NO me. So there's electric cords.  What are electric cords? It smelled good, though, and I could not resist. Next time I will do it while you are  sleeping  Mom.

Boots the cat is in a box

I might mail myself somewhere if you keep making me leave good smells alone. I already have a box.

Wednesday, July 12, 2017

Big Trouble

I had a "disagreement" with my sisfur Boni Maroni. Mom heard her howling and saw us twisting and rolling and hissing. Mom yelled,
like it was my fault. I ran for the hills.
Just because Boni Maroni is 17 is no reason to yell at me without yelling at her too. Totally not fair. Nobody was bleeding.

The Hills

Now I'm only allowed in Boni's part of the house when I have snoopervision by a human. Boni gets the kitchen part of the house. Not fair.

Monday, July 10, 2017

Feeds at night!

I gobble.  I am ashamed. Wait. I am not. I am a cat. Anyway, I gobble and barf. So now I get about a squillion little meals during the day so I do not barf. Mom's asleep at night, though, so I could not have my little meals. She got me a feeder. Twice a night I get feeds. Yay!

This is the one she got me.

I think she makes two or three cents if you buy it through that link, but I wanted to show it to you.
I am happy I get feeds at night.

Friday, July 7, 2017

Blogging Today

What is this "I'm too tired to help you blog today" thing? You said that yesterday so you better help me blog today. Oh you are helping me blog now. Can you put fresh food in my bowl now?

Wednesday, July 5, 2017


I heard about this thing called #whiskerwednesday. I can do that with my long, curly whiskers. You can not see all of them in this photo, but I have ginger, white, and a couple of black whiskers.

Do you have long whiskers? Or shorter whiskers? Do they curl? What color are they? Do you have them on your blog or twitter??? Tell me (here or @Boots_OITNB ) and I'll come see.

Tuesday, July 4, 2017

Snoopervising and blinding furniture

I snoopervised Mom in the studio today. It was hard work. She is on vacation so she was painting "anything I want for a change".  Whatever that means. She can not be a slacker on my watch, though.

I snoopervised for a while from the lime chair. Why does she have furniture that hurts your eyes? Look at that organizer too! More lime in there! I may need a white cane if this keeps up.

Monday, July 3, 2017


Mom says she's too busy to help me blog today. She's on staycation! How can she be too busy?

Sunday, July 2, 2017

Mom says this is cute

I was just sleeping on my favorite crinkly paper. What's so cute about that?

I don't think I'll ever understand humans, but I can figure out how to make them do what I want. Cute works.

Saturday, July 1, 2017

The Back a la Max

I gave Mom the back of disdain like I learned from Max. She would not give me more food.   I am being starved. Send kibble.