I Am KItten, Hear Me MEOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWW

Our childhood cat, Fritz, is pretty much amazing. I don't really get near her, as I have pretty bad allergies, but she has outlasted two other cats, one bird, and to some extent, me and my brother. We found her hanging 8 feet in the air on one of our window screens during a storm on Thanksgiving 1991 (true story). Though her fur may not still be all white, her little feline heart sure is. As she turns approximately sixteen and a half, I made this video in her honor:




That's the Fritzmeister (in white) holding the fort against the evilest cat in the universe, Winnie.

Keep on sleepin', Fritzer!

Things They Don't Teach You in Egypt

We decided to switch our 15-year-old cat over to senior cat food. Dad was pouring the food into her bowl, which already had some food in it, and Fritz went crazy. She attacked the bowl like she was eating Cat Sushi or something. Dad was like: "Look at this, she loves it!"

Mom was not convinced. "No, she's just hungry!" But she already had food, Dad responded; if she was hungry, she would have eaten that. We noted that she probably smelled something in the new food that she likes, so she went after it.

Question from Mom: "How can she smell the difference?"

Okay, you may be wondering the same thing. If you are, here's your answer:

She's a freaking cat. They can smell if you have been thinking about dolphins.