I love new toys

Through Gizmo's Eyes

My humans have worked out that if I have lots of new toys to occupy me I get up to less mischief. They have been talking about finding a new friend for me, but until they find the purrfect kitty to match me, they keep buying me at least 1 new toy every 2 weeks (sometimes every week). My new favourite toys are my ball tunnel circle, ikea  (toy boxes used as) tunnels which they have joined together to create a giant long tunnel, and some toy fishies so I don't want to play with the real ones. The toy fishies are much better, they have tails of long feathers and are fun to throw and chase. I also got a new scratching post with a ball attached.

My other favourite toys are still string, paper and boxes.

I still managed to cause some mischief this week though. My humans have been trying to grow me some cat grass in a plastic pot on the bedroom windowsill. I was trying to open the greenhouse lid off it to see what the catgrass looked and tasted like. My humans told me it wasn't ready yet, but I was curious and just had to see for myself. Oops I should have listened to my humans. I accidently knocked the cat grass container to the ground and dirt went all over the carpet. Dad wasn't too happy as he had just shampooed all the carpets in the house a week ago.


But cause I was still not 100% better from my eye injury I think he let me off easy.


Anyway check out the photos of my new toys.

Gizmo Goes Fishing (and gets very wet)

Through Gizmo's Eyes

I've been eyeing off the fish in the fish tank on the counter top for weeks. When the light hits them they flash silver and gold like the medals hanging around the house. They are so shiny, and I just have to have one.
While my people have been sleeping I have been sneakily jumping onto the table and from there to the counter top, then I can jump on top of the fish tank. There are holes on the top of the fish tank just big enough to fit my paw into and if I dangle the tip of it into the water, the fishies come up to visit it...silly fishies. When they swim up to my paw i make a quick swipe and try to catch them, but they are just too fast.

So yesterday I decided I am not going to let the fish get the better of me and any time my people weren't looking, or when they went into another room, I decided to go fishing. I got to the top of the tank and dangled my paw into the water... here fishy fishy fishy... pow, crash, splash eek... I was sliding into the fish tank, the lid on the fish tank flipped into the tank and took me with it... just when I almost had one too. Help I can't swim! I clawed my way out of the tank, luckily finding a rock in the tank to push off. I could hear my people coming to see what the commotion was, I had to get out of the tank, or I knew I would be in big trouble... I'm not allowed to go fishing. Luckily I made it out just in time. I think my people knew what happened anyway. there was water everywhere (and I bet the fishies told them). They were very nice to me though, and dried me in a fluffy towel, and let me sit on a heat pack because I was cold. I don't think I want to go fishing again... it wasn't a very fun experience.