Tuesday, June 28, 2022
How to Slow Down Time
1. Put Down the Phone
5. Be Present and Mindful
Sunday, June 26, 2022
10 School Tips (Part 1)
1. Buy a Planner and Actually Use It
Wednesday, June 22, 2022
How to Watch Scary Movies
Tips & Tricks to Staying Happy and Safe During and After Scary Movies
1. Keep All Lights On
2. Keep All Curtains Closed
3. Watch with Company
4. Keep Blankets Handy
Some people say that the most important item to keep close to you during a movie is food. Popcorn. Sour Patch Kids. Hershey chocolate. Or maybe you still need to eat dinner. Pizza. Grilled cheese. Chicken salad. ALL WRONG. A blanket is most important, for both warmth and for hiding during stressful scenes. Remember this lesson (it is useful in the real world, too): If you can't see somebody, they can't see you.
5. Pet Kitties and Watch YouTube Videos
6. Keep Subtitles On
7. Edit the Movie With Your Imagination
8. Make DIY Crafts
9. Bring Handcuffs
10. Bring Kitchen Staples
11. Learn How to Garden
12. Call Up Doctor Who
13. Wear Ear Plugs
14. Wear a Blindfold
Make sure to wear a blindfold. If you don't, you might see the black mist and start to go crazy (Bird Box).
Summary of tips 12 & 13: Do not look at anything and do not listen to anything. Enjoy the movie!
I hope these tips help you become A-Person-Who-Watches-Scary-Movies-And-Actually-Enjoys-Them-And-Actually-Sleeps-Well-Afterwards. Thanks for visiting!
Sunday, June 19, 2022
Bao The Little Lady
I adopted Bao the same day as Mochi.
It was a hot summer afternoon. After entering the shelter, my family and I split off in pairs, looking for 2 kitties that would make our family complete. We didn't even know if we were going to find any. I couldn't stand leaving empty-handed. We had been searching all summer, routinely checking the shelter every week.
I searched for 10 minutes with no luck. I started to feel the hope drain out of me (12-year-old me was very impatient). But then my brother spotted her. Through the window of one little room, there was a little grey cat with little green eyes. She was the cutest cat I'd ever seen (I'm sorry Mochi). My mom and I visited her. Kneeling down to coax her out of her corner, my mom poured treats onto the palm of my hand. I extended it towards her. Suddenly, her roommate, a large orange tabby, leaped from his cat tree and curiously walked up to sniff my hand. Springing out of her corner, Bao hissed at him, scaring him off. Then she started to eat her treats. That's one thing I love about Bao: she's fierce. She's perfect.
Bao is a petite American Shorthair with thick grey fur. She has a white belly and white socks. Nobody ever sneaks up on her. Her piercing green eyes see all and her sensitive ears hear all. Sometimes, I try to prepare her tuna silently to see if she'll notice. It shouldn't be that hard, right? WRONG. The spoon scrapes the side of the can. The bowl clicks against the countertop. I hear a distant THUMP from the other room. She's dropped down from the kitty condo. Oh no. A few seconds later, I hear the door creak open. OH NO. SHE'S HERE. SHE'S UPON US. She pops up around the corner. AHHHHHHHHH!! Mission failed. Try again in 24 hours.
Bao's naturally adorable. Her little grey nose is always wet. I don't know why but that makes her 10x cuter. It doesn't really make sense because it's either water or snot. Also, she likes to scratch nothing. After exiting the litter box, she makes swiping motions in the air. Later, she swipes nothing on newspapers and hardwood floors. She also loves boxes. She jumps into them and just sits there like a little lady. Her tail wraps neatly around her feet. Sometimes, my brother picks up the box with her in it. She starts to go crazy. Bad idea.
Bao's sweet but sometimes scary. Terrifying. At night, I separate Bao and Mochi. Mochi stays in one room. Bao must leave. But Bao, the Queen, doesn't want to. I try to coax her out of the cat tree with treats so I can pick her up but then I see the wild look in her eyes. I can't stick my hand near her and risk scratches and bites, so I must take extreme measures. If she's in the condo, I tilt it until it's parallel to the ground. She digs her claws in and grips on for dear life, but gravity always wins. She spills out and I snatch her up before she runs back to the condo for cover. Haha.
She's even scarier later at night. Sometimes, I'm getting ready for bed and the lights downstairs are all off. I leave my room and, passing by the stairs, I see 2 little green lights in the darkness, 10 feet away. Eyes. I continue on to the bathroom. A minute later, I walk back to my room and look down the stairs. 2 little green lights, 7 feet away. Oh no. Hiding behind a corner, I wait a few seconds then I peer around it. 2 little green lights, 4 feet away. OH NO. I hide again. I wait again. I peer out again. 2 little green lights, 1 foot away. OH NO. SHE'S HERE. SHE'S UPON US. RUN! I dash into my room. From behind the door, I hear a questioning, "Meow?"
Anyways, she's great. Scroll down to see a few of my favorite Bao Memories.
(P.S. Mochi, I'm sorry I wrote more about Bao than about you. Forgive me please. Thanks.)
Good eating.
BOXES AND STRINGS,
MY FAVORITE THINGS.
You will never escape me.
Get. It. Off. NOW!
GET. IT. OFF. NOW!!!!!!
Hisssss!
Mochi The Pee Monster
I have 2 cats, Bao and Mochi. Mochi's my favorite (I'm sorry Bao). She's an American Shorthair with brown tabby coloring. There's a dark brown spot on her side, like a little target. Her belly is a lighter creme. It sags. When she walks, her tummy swings back and forth. Apparently, it's called a primordial pouch. This loose layer of skin protects her bones and organs from predators (1).
Although she's almost 4 years old, she still acts like a kitten. Actually, she's more like a puppy. For one, she gets into trouble. She refuses to scratch her scratching posts and cat trees. Instead, she prefers the couches, chair cushions, curtains, floor mats, and carpets. Of course, they barely trim her claws. If I painted them, she'd look like she was wearing long acrylics. They're sharp and loud. I always hear her walking toward me.
Clack. Clack. Clack. Clack. Clack. Clack. Clack. Clack. Clack. Clack. Clack. Clack. Clack. Clack. Clack. Clack. Clack. Clack.
I don't know if there's a nice way to say this but she's not a very clean kitty. Cats usually wash themselves for a total of 1 hour every day (2). Cats usually wash everywhere. Mochi does not. The little ring of pink on her bottom isn't...pink. She also sullies her water bowl. Bao's bowl. Every bowl. She dips for paw in the water and then quickly pulls it back and shakes it, flinging water everywhere and leaving chunks of litter and dirt in the bowl. That's not all. She is a Pee Monster. The Pee Monster. Every night and sometimes during the day, she goes to the bathroom on our couch. Fortunately, its cover is washable. Maybe I should get her diapers.
We're not sure why she pees. No bladder control? Doubtful. She pees in the same exact spot. Mochi knows what she's doing. Guilty. We assume it's because she feels threatened by Bao. The first night at her new home, Bao broke through the cloth barrier separating her from Mochi. They were trapped together in a locked room. That night, Bao established her role: the Queen. I feel bad. Mochi doesn't deserve to feel this way. During feeding time, I put Mochi's bowl of tuna down for her first. But usually, she waits for me to put Bao's down. She wants to let the Queen eat first. Lately, I've been encouraging her to eat first. I snatch her up from hiding and plop her down next to her food before feeding Bao. She needs to stand up for herself and hold her ground. But I think it's working too well...
Recently, Mochi discovered a new hobby. It's called the Smack and Walk Away. Out of nowhere, she walks up to Bao, smacks her head with her paw, then walks away. Now, the roles are reversed. Mochi bullies Bao. That wasn't my plan.
Despite everything, I love Mochi. Always will. She's adorable. She chirps at the birds. She gallops like a little horse up and down the stairs. When I see her, I kneel and lower my head for a head-butt. We also play hide-and-seek. I run around the corner, call out her name, and wait for her. When she finds me, she talks to me and greets me with another head-butt.
Scroll down to see a few of my favorite Mochi Memories!
Stop sniffing my paws!!
I will end you.
Aggressive lick!
You're mine now.
Homework time done. Mochi time.
Nap time.
AHH!!
Thanks for visiting!
Saturday, June 18, 2022
10 Types of Domestic Cats (Part 1)
What's great about life is that you'll always be able to find cats no matter where you go. They're everywhere. In many shapes and sizes. In a variety of colors. With different talents and different behaviors. Some are elegant, clean, and sophisticated (e.g., Bao - The Little Lady). Others are...not (e.g., Mochi - The Pee Monster). Let's take a look at 10 different breeds of domestic felines around the world!
1. The Persian Cat
2. The Maine Coon
3. The British Shorthair
Origin: Great Britain4. The Bengal Cat
5. The Siamese Cat
6. The Sphynx Cat
7. The Ragdoll Cat
8. The Scottish Fold
9. Norwegian Forest Cat
10. Abyssinian Cat
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