It’s Zaturday, the day we (Ziggy and Zorro) take over Mommy’s blog. Zorro here.
A while back, Mommy said it was Tomatoes Galore Day. We did have lots of tomatoes because Aunt Kim grew them on her deck. I don’t eat tomatoes, but Mommy used to have a cat named Midnight that loved them. When she would open the refrigerator to get something out, if he was in the kitchen, he would hop in, grab a tomato and take off with it before she could get the door closed.
The tomatoes are all gone now, but for a while, it was kitties galore here! A new kitty showed up and had four babies. Mommy and Aunt Kim brought them all inside but kept them downstairs away from Ziggy and me. I knew they were down there, though, which made me really curious. Here’s what they looked like.
Well, the kittens aren’t here anymore. Mommy’s friends took two of them, and Aunt Kim and Uncle Chris took the other two. That just left the mama kitty. Daddy said we can’t take three cats camping, but Mommy named her Ziva and finally talked him into keeping her. So she’s been with Ziggy and me all week. I wasn’t sure what to think of her at first. She IS kind of cute, don’t you think?
But she kept hissing at me. She hissed at Ziggy, too. He just ignored her, but I sometimes swatted at her. I didn’t like being hissed at.
Yesterday, Mommy walked to the bathroom. I started to follow her, but then I saw Ziva sitting at the top of the stairs. I wasn’t sure whether to keep going or stop and check Ziva out. It was a tough decision, because I ALWAYS follow Mommy to the bathroom. She says she wants to get a sign to hang on the wall in there that says, “Welcome to the bathroom. A cat will be with you shortly.” I don’t know if she’s really going to do it.
Anyhow, back to Ziva. I figured I could follow Mommy to the bathroom anytime, so I decided to walk up to Ziva and sit down with her. She saw me and didn’t hiss and run away. We sat there for a long time, long enough for Mommy to come out of the bathroom, get her phone and take pictures of us. And Ziva never hissed.
See? I think she might be starting to like me. I hope so.
I thought that was pretty smart. The only problem is that wherever Zorro is, he’s stuck, because I take up the entire cat door.
Zorro and I like going for car rides. When Daddy’s driving, we both get in Mommy’s lap. It’s a little crowded, because she usually has her computer there, too. When Mommy’s driving, she only lets one of us lie in her lap. Zorro always beats me to it. He curls up there and doesn’t move until Mommy stops for gas.
When Mommy and Daddy first got back, Zorro pouted for a whole day. Mommy couldn’t get him to purr no matter what she did. But he finally got over it and forgave them for leaving him. One thing that helped was that the day after they got back, Daddy went to the store and bought a bunch of meat. Then they made a batch of fresh cat food. Mommy and Daddy make really good kitty food. We like it better than the food that comes out of cans. Zorro even stands up for it.
Then we all moved from Florida to North Carolina. Ziggy and I like car rides, so we didn’t mind that at all. What was really fun, though, was when Mommy started unpacking. Every time she emptied a box, Ziggy and I got in! Boxes are the most fun thing in the world! Well, catnip toys are pretty fun, too.
Lately, though, Mommy and Daddy have been making lots of noise, and we don’t like that. Even Aunt Kim is getting involved. Mommy says they’re remodeling. While Mommy and Aunt Kim put a new floor in, Ziggy and I hung out on our catio.
For a while, there was white stuff all over the ground, and it was really cold. When I wanted to get warmed up, I just came in and curled up in Grandma’s lap. Grandma has a soft, warm lap, because she wears a thick, fuzzy robe. 
