Look what I'm not allowed to eat!
This recipe doesn't even have rabbits in it. Hmmm. How disappointing.
Please send recipes to adventure.super.kitty@gmail.com and Hurry before they get away!
My ultra keen kitty hearing senses a disturbance in the home security.
Kumu this is my take down get your fluffy butt outta here!
AH HA!
WHOA! GOTCHA, you little thief! Oh what some shoyu and sesame seeds will do for you.
Where’s the iron skillet? And put some rice in the cooker please.
Kea’we look what I’ve caught!
Smells delicious doesn’t it?
NO! You Let go! NO!
LET GO! MOM! MOM! MOMMMMMMM!
MOMMMMMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!
(Kea’we sighs, stretches, and stares at Super Kitty – hoping for seconds.)
Makamae, can you believe this? Mom wasn’t in time to get me my mouse back and she told me to pipe down and have a mango. Want some?
I’ve been across the street helping our 80 year old neighbor since she had surgery last week. Her windows don’t overlook our place but the edge of our yard. Yesterday I heard Comet barking stepped up to the front door to see what was so “barkable” then saw a man running down the road and thought “Oh Comet’s barking at a jogger.” I had just stepped away from the door when I heard Comet cry out. I opened the door to see our yard and was stunned to see the man in our front yard holding a Pit Bull. I ran to get my shoes then ran across the street. Ken was holding Comet checking him for bites and the guy was just standing there with the Pit Bull. Our gates are kept locked and at first I just couldn’t get over that there was a Pit Bull in our front yard. Comet is shaken up but fine. The Pit Bull had a slightly bloody tongue. Ken broke up the fight and did so without getting bitten himself. Ken really saved Comet the other guy was too chicken to step up and grab his own dog. It was absolutely horrible. Today I am grateful for so many things, that Comet is alright, that Ken didn’t get harmed, that little Kea’we wasn’t outside, that the Pit Bull didn’t come in the dog door and get cat happy. I’m grateful that no one was at the park across the street, like there was a half hour later, with their dog and two year old baby.




I'm having a Super Bowl Party and everyone is invited. If you are Saints fans or Colts fans it just doesn't matter. I'm Super Kitty and there is no prejudice here! I personally am torn between wanting the Colts to win. Colts - it's another animal. Or the Saints, New Orleans has been through so much and this would be such a morale booster for them. Although my interest in geology wants them to rebuild their city farther from the coast, it's a squishy delta.... Never mind that. This is about having fun!
Come On Over and let's Yowl until the sun comes up!

Now we're talking! This is real kitty food. What a Super Kitty should eat. What a Kitty Loves to eat!
Sushi, yummi, yummi Sushi. I better get enough to share with Makamae and Kumu. Let's see Eel Rolls and Octopus Salad. We can throw away the salad, or maybe mom can eat it. She eats salad too. Sad isn't it?