cutie kitty named Kali spot

Kali Spot is the best kitty. Or at least among the best in the world.
I only know my cats.
I am sleeping in the big cabana tonight. And Kali Spot comes to bug me.
She doesn’t meow, but makes a sound I can’t spell. It is a cute sound.

More Kali pictures here:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/brianfey/tags/kalispot/

She is extremely affectionate. So much so that sometimes I have to tell her to go away. Often. Especially since I am allergic to cats.
I don’t seem very allergic to her though. Right now she is sitting on my shoulders but that wont’ last long because she always trying to do something like rub on me. I have trained her that it is bad to walk on my keyboard. My keyboard is not a kitty kitty dance dance revolution game.

I have had her since she was a kitten and she seems to like me tons. If she was a woman… hmmm… arg. A previous guest and I were joking about that. She would be a fine and dangerous women. So affectionate. Unfortunately I have to limit my exposure to her since I am allergic to cats, though luckily not super allergic to her.
It is amazing such a complex nice being can be in such a small body. She weighs nothing. I don’t know how a person can be so small. Cats have been genetically selected to be some kinda strange companions to humans. Alien cameras. Sometimes I think I have trained her, but then later I think she is just humoring me.
She lives outside. I don’t know where she sleeps, but there are many good places. And the whole art studio is a safe place for her. No dogs. The dogs do not hurt the cats. The dogs used to carry the cats around in their mouths like puppies when they were all younger, but I stopped that because I was concerned about some kinda incompatability of ways. It was pretty cute though. Dogs and cats sleeping together might be some kinda perversion, but it is cute. And I think for here that dogs should be all trained not to hurt cats. My first cat in my life had to die in the process of me making that work when I got new dogs. Those dogs now don’t hurt cats since last year. And one of those dogs, “Dizzy” might become my favorite dog. Or one of several favorite dogs.
The dog dynamic has changed since Besa is missing. fuck i cna’t even write that and be happy.
Mambo has taken more control. Now he attacks any lower dog who takes what he wants. Not bad attacks. Just standard dominance making.

Kali Spot does tend to slobber on me though. Dusk midnight doesn’ lober on me. She is Like some kinda little St Bernard cat. Or maybe she is marking me. Cats think they own humans. Maybe they do.
I like that she asks to come up on my lap. She puts her paws up and makes her half meow noise.

Even though I know her very well, I can’t really tell what she is thinking. Cats are trickier than dogs.
She and dusk midnight are very very different than the two ninja cats. The ninja cats, who are both named “Nynjah” are like wild tiny black panther cats. They have their own lives and very very rarely do they come and even let me pet them.

Now she is cleaning herself with her tongue. She likes to do that.
Dogs do not do that. Dogs would roll in rotting fish and then run to you and say: “I am wonderful and I smell like perfume! Love me!”
I like dogs. I am a dog person.
But… maybe Kali Spot makes me more a cat person a little.
Now she is doing more weird cat things.
I spit in her mouth and now suddenly she seem content and not bugging me. Now she is mellow. I know that is likely gross, but apparently that is what she wanted. Weirdo cat.

She is not allowed to play with my alpaca sweater. I hid it from her.

Now the birds start to sing. Kali run away.

6:36 am.

I feel sleepy.

Arg. now Kali is back. Looking at me over my screen. What the fuck is she thinking? If she was a panther she would kill me and play with my dying body like a mouse and when I died she would wonder why I am no fun anymore.

For some reason the cats like to hang out in an old terrarium.

Dusk Midnight says hello.
He has grown since this photo. Now he is much bigger than his sister, and almost as big as Nimbus! He is silly and knows little… he is brave and he goes outside among the dogs on the porch and wants to play outside. Today will be his and his sisters first “play outside” day off the porch.
They are ready to learn to be forest kitties!

It seems I now have two little kittens!
They are constantly doing amusing things! Nimbus is not amused.

Beautiful day…

Kinda a bad thing… likely…
Nimbus is no longer fat… And “he” looks kinda thrashed… therefore “he” has had kittens during the night.
She seems quite healthy… is much more agressive todaywith the dogs (Memo tried to wrestle her and she attacked his face. Pretty cool really.)

But……

One might wonder… as I have been wondering all day…

WHERE ARE THE KITTENS?

I asked Nimbus but she just looks at me and says “meow!”… I watched her and looked in areas she was walking…
I looked for evidence that the puppies turned the kittens into dog toys… none.

No kitties…. I will go look around some more and watch her more.
If I can find them then I want to put the in a spot protected from weather and dogs.

Eating good today… many cloves of garlic friend lightly and combined with an olive salsa on torillas… and plums and an apple.
I think I will go running…

I have to clear my head so I can psychicly find the kittens… Perhaps they are all dead. I kinda hope not since they might be kinda cute and could keep Nimbus company.