Mom’s BZ percastinatin’ (Shu-chan don noze wot dat means septin’ she stares at da ‘puter an’ hissspits…lots. Da Shuster takes notes.) She wants t’ telz yu ’bout da pretty sparklies dat Kim-chan sended to Shu-chan. (Mom hissspits dat Kim-chan sended dem to Mom, but Shu-chan noze bedder.) But Mom can’t find da werds so da Shuster is jus goin’ to tell it like it iz.

SooperShu, floating in unexplored region of space spots sparkling anomaly. Dis iz important. Dis haz meaning.
A sudden gust of gravity rips da treazur away (and tangles SS’s cape). But SS’s sooperbengal powerz snagz da treazur as SS slips into da black hole. Lost, naked (sob…his booteeful cape…gone) da treazur callz. It’s a box. Duz SS dare open it?
Tiny alien arteefax are hidded inside. SooperShu touches dem wif hiz bengal-powered nose…Home! Wif out hiz booteeful cape but wif da sacred arteefax safe in his bengal-powered grip.

Translation:

SuperShu, floating in an unexplored region of space around Tau Ceti, spots a sparkling anomaly in the distance. Diving after it with his jet-propelled bengal-thrust (and we all know what that means) he has it nearly in his grip went a sudden gravity flux jerks the precious bag away, simultaneously pulling his cape down and tangling it about his legs (the hidden hazards of superhero high fashion.)

With the help of another bengal power boost, he snags the artifact just as it falls into the black hole. Rather than squished into oblivion, he finds that he and the tiny bag are safe in a bubble of non…which unfortunately doesn’t extend to his fashionable cape.

Drawn inexorably to the tiny bag, he opens it and extracts the treasure, determined to know what it is, if this is to be the end of his superhero activities.

Suddenly the sparkling box bursts open. Inside are tiny alien artifacts rippling with power.

He touches them with his nose, the universe begins to ripple and swirl. In the distance, he sees…home. He grabs the artifacts, magically back in their sparkling box and magical pouch, and leaps for the doorway…and comes out inside his newly remodeled kitty-condo.

Kim, my darlin’…I was totally blown away by the adorable charms, possibly moreso by the accompanying sentiment. I wanted to find a special way to say thanks (e-mail would’ve been a good start, Mom—>Shu) but was completely tongue-tied…until SooperShu told me his story.

Hope you (and everyone else) enjoy.

(Note: there are puzzles here!)

Mr Shu after a hard day of bedeviling Seishi. I was sitting in my chair working when Carolyn came in, stopped, staring at the cat tree, and whispered: where’s the camera? (slideshow follows) Read the rest of this entry »

I can’t believe how far behind I am. I didn’t realize I hadn’t posted this gallery. It’s from a WEEK ago! I can’t say I’m getting spectacular pics but they’re cute.

There are several here of of yet another variation on the ball chase. I almost didn’t put the little tetherball up on top and so far, that’s his favorite part! As he gets bigger, I think the flashing ball will get his interest.

I’ve got some cute video that I’ve got to prep and put up on YouTube.

Himself’s new thing…won’t be able to fit in a prescription bag for long!

For the record…he put himself in there! Pulled the empty bag off the table and wiggled in.

Ended happily. Eushu went missing this evening. Picture two grown women tearing a house apart calling “Eushu” at the top of their lungs. Stripping beds, turning couches on end. Looking for a kitten who has popped out within minutes at every other hunt.

No Eushu. Finally, in my bedroom, I was searching around my work chair, when all of a sudden, the pillow sham that I had on the back cushion to keep Efanor from even thinking of scratching it…moved. Little Mr. Burrower had crawled up under it and into the pocket. I still don’t know if he was just sleeping that hard or couldn’t get out. I 0think maybe the former because he wasn’t the least bit panicked when I extracted him.

Anyway, he’s cheerfully trying to chew my hand off. He chews, I tell him “be nice” and “licky licky” and if he doesn’t quit biting and start licking, he finds himself put on the floor. Someday, it’ll sink into his brain. Normally, he stops pretty well, but when his adrenaline gets going, he’s still pretty stubborn, being a very little kitteh.

Anyway, here’s another little slideshow of some of his favorite things. All the toys in the world, and what’s his current favorite? A kleenex ghost! And as you can tell, he’s a true SF writer’s kitteh: He has a pile of plushies in the bedroom to sleep with, and where’s his favorite napping perch? With Roboraptor!