Mor Qwestshunz an Ansrz

Musashi Sez:

So befor, I started ansrin qwestshunz from mai frend Pamelr, but I wuz so egsytid about mai birftdae that I fergottid to tell yu whu she is! I wuz a bozo, but I’m okay todae.

Pamelr is a Innernashunl Skolar, whu werk in Merika, studying writrz from Inglund so she kin gets her Doctor paper from this fansee skool in Souft Afrika, wher all the Perfessrs she werk wift got cool furrin aksents, cuz they’r from ovr ther, not heer.

She sez: “I am a friend of Musashi and of his Mom Sue. I work with Mom Sue at MIT, where, like her, I try to get those engineers and scientists to write well. I am doing my own writing too: a dissertation on Percy Shelley, who was a Romantic poet, husband of Mary Shelley, who wrote Frankenstein. I am no expert on interviewing humans or kitties: I just enjoyed taking the opportunity to get Musashi to reflect on the occasion of his second birthday.”

OK. So heer som mor qwestshuns an ansrz.

Pamelr: You have seen birds, squirrels, and hamsters, and probably know or have seen a few dogs: how do cats compare with these other animals?

Musashi: Yu aks veree innerestin qwestshunz. I has onlee seen doggez frum mai windosill, not up clos an persnl. But I tells yu whut I obzerv. Doggeez is jenrulee big an loud, and they leedz their hoomin peoples around on a string. Somtimz they eevn poops on the sidwalk, if yu kin imajin! As a rool, kitteez nevr does that, an also, we perfer our hoominz to be “off-leesh” so they kin lern inderpendins an loyltee an a gud sens of direkshun.

Birds also I jus see out windo. They don’t do much pounsin or leepin, an they don’t hang out wift hoomin peeples, on account of not havin a gud sens of hyoomr. (If yu don’t hav that, hoomin peeples is hard to hang out wift. Thankfullee, I’m egseptshunallee gifted in this area.) Birds moslee hang around being byooteeful, flyin an singin. Kitteez do this too, but not the flyin part.

Now them sqwurlz is mutch mor faskinaytin, cuz they leeps and pouns an zoom! up an down treez an bury stuff an dig stuff up. I thingk they livs veree egsytin livs. I wud lik to tayk sqwurl lessins somdae to add to mai ninja skillz. I cud problee teetch maiself the “up tree” skillz, but “down tree” skillz luks wae mor compulkaytid.

I hasn’t desydid whut I thingks about hamstrz yet. I am definitlee pro-elefunts, howevr.

Mai Soopr Triffik Birftdae Blog!

Musashi Sez:

I am 2 yeerz ol todae. I am verree big fer mai siz. Also, I am fleet of fut, speshlee wen I chaysiz yu. So I invits yu to sing the song wift me. (la, la, la--ahem) GO!

Happee Birftdae to Meeeeee!
Happee Birftdae to Meeeeee!
Happee Birtdae, Mushashi, Ninja Kitteeeee!
Happee Birftdae to Meeeeee!

Veree gud. Now yu kin reed the 1st qwestshunz from mai frend Pamelr, whu is innervyuin me this week.

Pamelr: How are you a different kitty than the itty, bitty one-year old kitty you were a year ago?

Musashi: Wull, I’m biggrer an fluffyer, fer a start, an mor smarteepantz from nappin on Mom’z books. Sins I’m biggrer, I dozn’t defy grabitee so eezee aneemor, so I has hads to lern whut Mom call “tecneek.” But tecneek not the saym as tecnolojee: I dozn’t need battereez, egsept in mai layzr poyntr, wen the pertee red ligt gets small an hard to see.

Mai altr-eego, Octavian, is a werld travlr, so I lerns stuff lik jeogrufee an politiks from him, second-paw.

Also, I has lernd to nap on the bak of Mom’s big ol armchair wen she’z reedin ther. That tayks praktis, cuz of the “balance” problim.

Pamelr: What’s the most important thing you have learned in life so far?

Musashi: Mom alwaez com hom eventchoolee, eevn wen she goz to far-off playsiz lik Pittsberg or Connetikit. An wen she’z gon, she alwaez mayk shur mai frenz com an feed an plae wift me, cuz of that annoyin thum-an-can-opnr problim, an also suddin attaks of the lonleez.

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Musashi adds:

That's it fer now, but if Pamelr hav "follo-me" qwestshunz, or if anee of yu in Blog Land gotz qwestshunz, I ansr them fer yu.

PS: Remynd me to tell yu bout the toy I gotsd fer mai birftdae! (The one wher I turnd 2!)

A Blog Abot Persepshun

Musashi Sez:

So theez daes Mom is all about “reflekshun” an lik that. Parently, this com from her goin to skool fer thee-olo-jee, which is Lattin or Greek fer thingkin Ceilin Cat thogts. She com hom an do that Winnie the Pooh “thingk, thingk, thingk” thin. Huh. Lik I can’t do that too. I doz it mos resentlee in mai old acqwa catbed. This not the grey one on the windosill. It’s the one on the ottrman. It has a diffrint aurer, which is lik enerjee.

I ben thingkin abot how diffrint peeples seez us diffrintlee, dependin on their point of vue. Fer egsampl, I shoz yu piktchrz that ar lik how the folks I liv wift see me.

Ferst, we shows yu how mai mom see me. Wull, she’s a mom, an I can’t do nothing abot that. Second, we showz how mai noo fren Carlos see me. He nevr see me comin, so he thingk I is evrwher at once. (Which I am, of cors, bein one of them Shroedr kitteez, lik in fhyziks.) Then, we hav how Karlee see me, speshlee sins she brogt her pet hampstr Gyro bak wift her. I is alwaez wantin to luk at Gyro, but that not meen I be tryin to eets her. I prefers toona, paws down!

Yu kin se how diffrint they are. Whut this meen is nobuddee sees yu compleet lik.

Now heer'z the gud noos (if yu’r me, which yu aren’t, unforchoonitlee fer yu). Yu will gets to find out how I sees me wen my fren Pamelr (whu I told yu halpt me find teenayj myootint ninja turtul piktchurz) innervyooz me.

Oh boy! Ther ar so mutch fun in stor fer yu!!!

Cupcayks an Othr Soopr Heeroz

Musashi Sez:

So. Yestrdae, mom an me desydid on this tytul fer the blog, an todae mai fren Pamelr sent us a link to a cool cupcayk site wher we findid som egsampls of ninja turtl cupcayks at: http://cupcakestakethecake.blogspot.com/2007/10/teenage-mutant-ninja-cupcakes-raphael.html

Mom sed, “Ick, they luks lik heds, lik wift Henry Eighth.”

An I sed, “Whu he?”

An she sez, “Rememember las spring, wen I wuz taykin that class about the Protestant Refermayshun? Yu sleept on mai buks. Ther wuz Henry an Lizlbet an Loothr an Calvin…”

“O. The class about wen the church got brokt. An all them hoomin peeples wuz figtin about how to fix it.”

“Egsaktlee.”

“Whut that got to do wift ninja turtles?”

“Nevr mind…”

Huh. Aneewae, the piktchrz has givd her som ideers about how to do mai birftdae cupcayks. Also, she findid littul napkinz (jus cupcayk siz) wift mai buddee Raphael Ninja Turtl on them. Hooray!

Now all we gots to do is figgr wen to hav the partee. Las yeer we hadsd it on a dae that wuzn’t egsaktlee Feboorraree 8, like the Qween of Inglund (Lizlebet Joonyor), whu hav 2 birftdaez, the reel 1 and the fishul 1. I bet that happind durin the Inglish Empyr, wen it wuz reellee hard to get folks frum all over the werld togethr, cuz they din’t hav emayl—or eevn telerphonz!!!

That mus hav mayd it hard to plan the parteez!

I Cud Be Ninja Turtl Too

Musashi Sez:

So I bet yu’r thingkin, why did Musashi innerdoos me to that Ninja fellr las tim? Whut that got to do wift a kittee’z lif? I kin ansr that. It akshullee go bak to my birftdae partee that is comin up. See, mom aksd me whut kinda theem I wantid fer my partee, an then she hads to egsplayn the werd “theem,” cuz it’s a noo one fer me. But wuns I got my considrubul brayns wrapt around it, I sed, “How about ninjas lik me?”

I sez this cuz my noo fren Carlos is alwaes callin me a ninja, moslee cuz I am fasterer than him wen it comez to me jumpin on him an him jumpin awae. I hidz and p0wnz his toez. An somtimz I hid on his dark bloo blankit an he not see me.

So mom sed, “Reglar meen ninjas? Or helpful ninja turtul ninjas?”

And that’s how I lernd about Raphael an the othrs. So mom is tryin to figgr out how to git a ninja turtul on a cupcayk. But it’s ok. I has grayt fayth in her abilitee to perdoos the noms, a skill she gotst frum her mom, my Granma.

A Jok an a Innerducshun

Musashi Sez:

First I tells yu a jok I mayd up. See Mom wuz complaynin wen I descrybd her waystcot as bein plad. An she got all stuffee an sed, “Huh! It’s not plaid. It’s tartan!” An I sed, “That’s cuz all thoz Scottish gyz is all tartid up!” Hnrf, hnrf, hnrf!

But annewae, I want to innerdoos yu to a reellee grayt buncha gyz, the Teenayj Ninja Myootint Turtlz. I shows yu a piktchur of Raphael, my favrit, whu wayr the red bananda an whu figt wift theez funnee Japaneez sai, which are sorta like claws if yu don’t hav anee yerself.

Mom’s Waystcot an Mai Birftdae!!!

Musashi Sez:

Thangk yu to all of yu foks whu donaytid tim an/or monee to halp the por kitteez an doggeez an othr aminalz in Haiti. If yu has not yet sent som of yer pockit monee to halp teh aminal peeples in erthqwayk-struck Haiti (whu has not eevn got pockits, mutch less monee, if yu kin imajin it!), ther is still tim!!! If yu dozn't want to go thru Googul or one of them yoosful sitz, yu kin halp direktlee thru the Humayn Sosietee (www.humanesociety.org) or a mor innernashunnul sit like www.ifaw.org, the innernashunnul federayshun of aminal welfayr. Do it now! Reed mai blog when yu comz bak!

La la la. Hmm, hmmmmm, hmty hmty hmm. La. Lalalal. Purrrrrrr.

Okay. So. Yu bak now? Exsullunt!!!

So I wuz jus watchin mai Mom as she wuz surfin the innerwebs, cuz it is alwaez innerestin to watch the flikkerin on that screen. An the moussee blinkr is reellee grayt!!!

Anneewae, mom jus bogt herself a vest, which is a fayrlee borin werd, an I told her so, an she sed that her buddeez (in a lineage/literaree senz) Mistr Tolkin an Mistr Looiss wud hav calld her vest a “waystcot” or somthin lik that. An I'm thingkin they migt hav approovd of her choys of fur/pattern/colr, cuz she choozd a "clan tartan" that is lik if yer grandma wuz callico, yu chooziz a callico waystcot to wer so yu looks lik her.

I lernd about "tartan" last week-end. We watchd a moovie that wuz a "spoof" an that meenz it wuz maykin fun of anothr moovie. This one wuz Casino Royale, an that's the saym naym as two othr moovies that are seeryus. But I likd this one bettrer, cuz it had Scottish pipers an coyboyz an Indians an a Spayship Flyin Saucer an a French Forren Leejyunayr. An som othr stuff, lik nookleer bomz an Eest Berlin. But whut I most notisst wuz them Scottish gyz cuz they wer werrin skirts and beetin fokz up an also maykin funnee noyzis wift their "bag Pyps." An mom wuz lookin at wastcots that wer lik theez gyz's skirts.

Yu cudn't call somthin lik that a "vest." Huh. This "waystcot" sounz much mor egspensiv to me. An also lik ther wud be mor “wool” in it. (Mom has toldid me about sheeps. I wuz veree impresst. It maydid me thingk that I shud charj her fer all that fur she brushiz outa me. She sez that she givz the furballz to her frendz whu is havin trubblz wift akshul mousseez,* like Jeff an Jennr. But I keep thingkin that, at, say, 25 cents per furball, I cud mayk almos a whol dollr a week!!! So in a monft or two or three, I cud be ritch! In a yeer, I cud be “rollin!”)

An then I cud buy my mom a whol buntch of veststs (or, possiblul, waystcots).

An this is mai big unconnektid "seg-way."

Watch this spays fer infrmayshun about my Big Sekund Birftdae Selebrayshun!!! Cuz eevn if yu is not comin to the partee, yu wul want to be abl to vot fer the kinda cupcayk we has, an mebbe dekerayshunz, an lik that!!!

Yu dozn't thingk I kin do this all by maiself, do yu?


*Akshul mousseez is diffrint from catnip mousseez. Akshul mousseez run aroun eevn when yer mom isn't hom wift yu!!! An they somtimz eets yer noms! They are reellee bad! That's why we all praktis on them catnip mousseez: so that when the akshul onez com, we ar reddee to pouns! their bums! Huh!