The Sobanator Rules!

Wow! Is she a big cat? or is that a small laptop? Love your blogs, Laurie!

Boy, Soba is one tough customer. Does she tip well??

She is the ruler at Chez Spinster/Cat Hoard! Yay Soba!

Psst, better fill that glass for her, Laurie, looks like she might give you the beat down!

Um... small laptop? REALLY really small?

Liz, she leaves her tips in the catbox, I'm afraid.

I was a waitresss a long time ago and I hated shitty tips. Literally.

For some reason that picture reminds me of Misery... she seems like she could turn a little Kathy Bates you any second. I'd watch your back, Laurie!

Is that paw dunking in the wine glass????

How sneaky, wonder where your wine goes?

I think what Soba is really thinking is, "Man, FINALLY she realizes I am human and is serving me the real stuff. Wine and cheese is what a dictator needs, silly human."

Unfortunately, sitting on the keyboard is going to result in a manifesto of vmbxcnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn
(or whichever key her rear end is parked on)

Better fill the glass -- don't want the dictator knocking the laptop onto the floor and rendering you innernets-less.

Hey, every dictator has needs, you know?

Also, this is why it is important to save your files when you walk away....

I love kitty paws. Soba has such sweet furry footies perched on the laptop...she sits so delicately; a glistening dream-cat with that mesmerizing stare. My dog's hair would clog that keyboard in one swipe of his tail!

Ha! Mary likes to stand in front of the monitor when I am trying to work on the computer, thus obliterating my view of the screen. I'm glad I'm not the only one who has a cat that does this. Like my father used to say to us kids, "you make a better door than a window..."

Hi Laurie! I'm a fellow knitter lurking around your blog and I. Love. It. Thanks for showing people that knitters with lots of cats and tiny apartments are...oh, yeah...a little nuts. I myself have one giant black cat. Soba is my favorite. Give her some wine for me.

She is such a totally awesome dictator that she can type her manifesto with her booty. Hail Sobakawa!

She's been working on that manifesto for a while, hasn't she? So hard to type with furry fingers. (Even harder with a furry butt.)

She's got cattitude.

Simon is standing between me and the laptop right now. Makes it hard to see. Okay, now he has settled down and is laying on my right arm. Simon doesn't want wine - he wants chicken! And I love kitty toes, too. My Harley has the most adorable toes, but she's kind of afraid of the camera.

Have you explained to her that you get what you pay for? And while cuddles are not valuable, they do not buy wine.

My cat loves to sit on everything too. Lately it's my neck, or my daughter's head.

OH NO! Where's the mouse?

I don't even normally get like this, but that first picture? Gosh, Soba looks just so fuzzy and soft I want to reach out and pet her just to see how silky she is. She is evidently one impeccably groomed little Mussolini.

My torti, Virginia, has quite the torti attitude as well, and regularly jumps between me and my keyboard/screen with this look of arrogant incredulity, like, "Eh, SERF? How dare you prioritize computer usage over your primary responsibility of attending to me?"

Soba is just wondering where the mouse went...

I read this in a comic strip in my newspaper this morning:

"My cat is so lazy" (how lazy is he) "He's so lazy that the only way I can get him to groom himself is to dip him in fish sauce!"

I know, it's disgusting. It struck me as hilarious! (before coffee, of course).

Please accept my sincere apologies on the awful joke. ;o)

Teddy rules me with an iron paw. Hubby is disgusted and jealous. The three of us sit on the couch in the evenings watching tv, with me leaning against hubby and my legs stretched out on the couch and Teddy laying between my legs. Hubby says when he dies he wants to come back as Teddy. ;)

Oh, Liz, I should try that on my 20-year-old! No, I am not speaking of a human child here; yes, we have a (nearly) 20-year-old cat who gave up on the hard-to-reach places quite some time ago, and there are more of them every day.

You gotta love a CANDID cat. LOL

Demanding, no? Do you always let her talk to you like that? Put her in her place I say.

Ah. This would explain why General Baxter, leader of the Soba's East Coast Canine Subversive Attack was all over my lap top last night. Apparently very important communiques were sent back and forth.

Check your computers, folks. The four footed rebellion may be beginning soon. You never know -were those emails really SPAM or were they in FACT coded messages to our pets??

with Soba, one never knows.

She definitely has that tortoise shell attitude. I have one who we call psycho cat. She literally went ape shit one day when we were trying to save her life by bathing her. We had to get the flea med off of her since one of the other cats went into seizures with the stuff and had to be rushed to the emergency vet. So, she decided she didn't like the bath and sunk her fangs into my calf. She then proceeded to sink her fangs into my hubby's thumb and was hanging off of the thumb meat. We had a round of antibiotics and a tetanus shot each from that episode. Now, I just leave her alone and she is fine. Just psychotic but, fine.

She's probably not happy with her secretary either.

It's funny how everyone's feline knows how to get their attention! Mine plops his butt (with strategic accuracy) on my mouse (since I'm a "point & click" girl), on the magazine I'm reading, on the P & J sandwich I'm eating AND on the scarf I'm knitting. The other day I was knoshing on 8 peanut M&M's and he sat his bum right down on them! It was a tearful waste of sugary-goodness!

ALL HAIL THE SOBA!!!

We really are not worthy.

Amazing how she looks just like a litty bitty prim lady that sat at one of my four tops last night. Even down the the hair around her the top of her lip.

Wow, she really looks pissed! Maybe she IS planning your demise.

My Frank claims there is some cat parasite that he's infected with that makes him do my three cats' bidding. We are now roasting an entire boneless, skinless chicken breast for Entropy to feast on during the week.

It's not enough that Frank has to buy every new cat treat on the market because "the cats might like this one." Oh, no. Not enough that one kitty, Espresso, gets served kitty treats in bed sometimes. No, we have to cook and serve an entire chicken breast to Entropy "because she's a good little cat and she had a tough weekend."

I dunno. That parasite theory is starting to sound more plausible....

Makes you wonder what she is working on when you aren't around...

My daughter and I fall apart at your cat pics and the commentaries that go with them. They are the best.

I'm willing to share my Sauvignon Blanc with her. ;-p

Talk about waitress. Carl ONLY wants water out of the glass on the bathroom counter, but he's too old to jump up on the counter anymore. So when he's thirsty he goes in the bathroom and meows and I come running to put the glass of water on the floor so he can drink. Then I put it back up on the counter again.

Sobutt Rules!

Judging by her expression, is a good thing that Empress Soba has no opposable thumbs.

Hmmm.... perhaps I'd better start sending the Soba bribes now to be sure of my quick and painless servitude when she takes over the world....

I think they're planning world takeover via internet. Behold, a co-conspiritor: http://www.flickr.com/photos/corvusalbus/250708454/

Soba is SO like our Autumn. Separated at birth, those two.

Do I need to go check her MySpace page?

You might want to keep an eye on that one. I left my cat alone with my laptop for a few minutes last week and yesterday we got a box from Cat.com with $200 worth of Feline Greenies and a can of Dog No.

Hey, Aunt Purl!

Was just recently pointed to your blog and have been reading the archives. I love it! You are too funny, but sometimes poigniant, too. Was having a lousy day today, but your work really picks me up; thanks.

I live in the Valley, too! Hope to see you at a S&B sometime!

A common mantra heard at the Tech household is "Get off the Table!" and "Get off the Laptop". Its a lot of fun with 4 of the little pests running around.

Soba is seeking world domination and a really fine Merlot...

Don't you just love THE LOOK cats give you when you've taken their picture for the
fifty-leventh time ??

Too Funny! And thanks for the YOU on a Diet info - I'm reading and liking and automating away - hopefully!

Hahahaha. :D

thanks a lot, everybody, for making me feel fat.
i'm now going to go on catkins.

Hmmmm, I wonder if they did some kind of research of the habitats of female bloggers over the age of 35 if there would be a stunning amount of evidence of the following tableau:

wine glass
lap top
cat

and at least incidence of cat on keyboard antics. Just wondering. Also just speculating there is a great market out there for anyone who comes up with a cat hair removal product for those ever so sticky laptop keys - something to counter the red wine and coffee glueing said cat hair to underpad of keys...

Please, don't ever give up the cat pictures. :)

I'd be putting down the camera and running to fill that glass .... she looks like she means business.

All hail the Soba, and let us pray she never finishes the manifesto. While she is focusing on the manifesto, we paltry humans are (sort of) safe.

But the real question is, did you read about the fleeing knitting Greek nuns? I kid you not:
http://edition.cnn.com/2007/WORLD/europe/01/30/nuns.crime.reut/

A bunch of Greek nuns fled their convent and went into hiding, when their knitting business ran up more than $770,000 in debt.

Is Soba looking? No? Good: be forewarned, fellow readers/knitters/cat slaves! Evangeline walked across my keyboard and the image on the monitor FLIPPED...literally! Upside down! Any idea how hard it is to work the touchpad upside down and backwards? I figured, couldn't be hard to fix, just some combination of keystrokes, because Evangeline had done it just walking on the keys. But NON! mes amies. Took about 90 minutes on the phone to a sympathetic young chap in India. And Nancy? yes! both of mine insert themselves between me and almost anything else too. But think of this: we're all loving, tender, attentive slaves to our cats; when they take over the world THEY will take care of US!

What kind of graphics person uses a *PC* Laptop? Where's your G4, or at least a Mini-Mac?

No wonder Soba looks pissed!

If you go to the October 29, 2006 post on my blog, you will find not only cat words on the computer ... not only cat editing ... but an honest-to-God feline REVIEW of my writing:

www.mambocats.blogspot.com

(archives, October 29, 2006)

At the time, the tortie was the only one awake. It had to be her.

not to worry. I was actually encouraged by all the references you made to your "pretty yarn". And I LOL a lot.

Your cat has a great face. And I'm glad you appreciated Mr. Z's gorgeousness. He is truly exceptional.

I can't be at SnB this Thursday, but definitely next week! see you there?

Um, did anyone see Parade magazine in the Sunday paper this week? There was this cartoon of a guy chasing his cat, and the caption read something like "Quit playing hard to pet"! Now if I were admitting to reading Parade, I guess I should admit to laughing at that corniness. So, I am.

And what is Soba's beverage of choice?

Soba is writing crap about people again is she?

I think Suzi in NC and Corvus are on to something. That would explain why Hogan and George are always trying to use my laptop! They write in code, it looks like this:
"kkkkkkkkkssssssssssst5555555555555555555555555555551"
Does anyone know what that means? Laurie, you should look around Chez Spinster for a code book. Or maybe Roy is the code-breaker? You really have to watch out for those quiet types.

Sure, the CAT drank all the wine in the house....

Jeez, everyone always blames the species with no thumbs. Go figure.

Soba looks like my Quilla - in fact, they could be twins!

Is Soba a big cat? Quilla is a very small little thing weighing less than 10 lbs.

She was a stray that ended up inside our house (through a floor vent) and we decided to keep her.

Amy, Soba is actually rather small, although she is very fluffy (she has a super dense, lush coat!). I think she is about 10.75 pounds.

Soba, send us the manifesto! The peoples are not acquiescing to our demands! Thanks,
Niume and Egbert

I have a torti too! She's the new addition to our family - Moxie. She was just sitting in from of my computer screen as I was trying to see around her to read your blog!