Macky, Mowie, and Sunny

Dear internet fans,

Macintosh’s life is one big game of tag. Or chase. Or hide-and-seek.

At any given time, Macky is chasing after us, specifically Mowie. But instead of tagging, he tackles her to the ground from behind. He then typically runs away expecting her to chase after him. And if you know Mowie, she doesn’t do the running thing. So usually, Macky just claims he’s “it” again and proceeds to chase after us again.

When Macky “tags” me, I usually ignore him as I have better things to do. I usually fake him out and then proceed to jump back on the couch to finish reading Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. Or I just take a very long nap. Please see the picture of me below, I’m very cute.

There are times, apparently, where momma and dadda are “it” — Macky just doesn’t tell them. So Macky usually acts all sweet and innocent. And then, when momma and dadda are walking to the “sweet” and “innocent” Macky, he runs away hoping they’ll chase him. Dadda usually chases after him, too! So silly of him. Then again, Macky and dadda are so very similar, so it wouldn’t suprise me if dadda’s life is one big game of tag, too.

Love, Sunshine.

MACKkY wauzzzzzzz hErE~~@~%

Macky played fetch tonight.  Really, he did.  Over and over again.

I noticed he dropped one of his many toy mice near my feet and proceded to just sit in front of me.  I picked it up, chucked it down the hallway, and he, like usual, ran after it.  A few seconds later, he ran back full force towards me with the toy mouse in his mouth.  He dropped it a few inches from my feet.  I picked it up, again, and chucked it down the hallway.

Macky proceeded to run back towards me, mouse in mouth, only to drop it near my feet, again.  This happeneded several times over.  We were clearly playing fetch.

I knew Rebecca taught her cat (and Macky’s uncle, Butchie) how to play fetch, but I never imagined that Macky would pick up this trait.

Now, I just need to get this on video so you all believe me.

No, not here on the website. I mean, here at my condo. Not that he ever left. But he’s been here for a year.

Well, it’s been a full year now that we’ve had Macky. Shocking, I know, Isn’t it. You’re telling me.

Macky is quite the healthy cat these days (knock on wood) compared to when we first found him as well as the first few months. He has grown into such a wonderful cat with a wonderful personality. Sure, he gets into trouble every now and then, but who doesn’t these days? (Afterall, look what Sunny did a few days ago) He finally eats breakfast and dinner. Pooping is still abnormally high (it’s normal, I swear, we just like to amuse ourselves by saying Macky poops every second of the day). And he’s becoming quite the mushy cat — when he’s not pooping, not attacking mowie, not breathing nasty cat breathe on momma, and not biting our toes in the middle of the night. Oh, and when he’s not climbing up the curtains in the living room. Yeah, I’d say he’s really calmed down.

So, lets all say congrats to Macky for making it a full year under our supervision. I know it was rough, Macky, but you did it.

One last note, Sunny is coming up on a year living at my place, too. He deserves some congrats as well, but it’s not really quite a milestone for him. He’s won like, 9 consecutive cat-of-the-month awards. We’ve always expected him to be alive and healthy one year in.

As for the awards, Macky has really given Sunny a run for his money these last few months. Mowie, too. She often goes overlooked during the award ceremony because she’s always a wonderful cat. Macky and Sunny, though, yeah, they’re definitely brothers.