Chandler's World

All about life as a spoiled rotten furball

Friday, September 02, 2005

My cousin (who doesn't like me)

I have a good life here. I get enough food, enough water, and I have my perch (where I get treats often). So why is it that when my in-laws cat comes over that I can't eat his food? I should have the run of the mill here. We're supposed to be family, right? I don't know why he sits there hissing at me.

Hmmm...I was just checking out his litter box and now I'm drinking his water. I'm supposed to be the king around here. Me. I should get the attention.

I got into a catfight with him yesterday (actually I was just going through the motions). He caught me yesterday drinking his water and eating his food, and he was not happy. I still don't understand why Mommy and Daddy set me up with him. But I'll just go about my business.

Later.

Wednesday, August 24, 2005

I have a new site!

Meow...you can also see me on Catster.com. I'm keeping this blog for my cat's eye-musings, but here's the website that you can see me on : www.catster.com. Just do a search for Chandler and page through the other cats. I'm the sixth cat listed.

Friday, August 12, 2005

So this is football

Last night I got to see my first Packer game, well part of it anyway. And Daddy said it was only preseason. Mommy and Daddy are big Packer fans. Mommy even told me she tried to find me a Packer collar when they went to the State Fair but they only had collars for dogs. Why do us cats get so ripped off?

Anyway, I guess they won the game because some guy kicked a football between two yellow poles. Well, Daddy was happy, but he also said it was only preseason. Mommy said that once the regular season starts I need to be careful because Daddy will probably yell and scare me. If that happens, I can just jump off whoever's lap I'm on, so relax, Mommy.

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

An Introduction



Hi, my name is Chandler. As you may have noticed I'm a cat. My owners named me after Chandler on Friends.

I don't really do a whole lot- I love to sleep, purr, sit on the cat tree that my owners made for me, and sit on their laps. They love me and spoil me. They just won't give me all the food I want- they don't want me to be a fat kitty!

Well, I'll have more to say later.