Drying her hair....at Marshalls Mega Store

Hi it's me...Annie Grace,
I am right now reeling from her most recent ludicrous statement! First of all this morning..over Iams Hairball reducer..I asked her what she had planned for the day. She said "work". I asked her with your bathing suite on UNDERNEATH? Patiently she explained that she was showing houses on the water and it "would look better if she had a suit on". How is that? Well she said it portrays a FEELING of beach. Really? She then said the traffic was so bad she might just stay at the beach until the traffic "thinned out" as this was ....saving gas. Quite the enviromentalist she is. Anyway..it gets worst. She flounces in at the end of the day...chatting on the cell...trying to make deals, takes a shower and then says she is off. To where I ask? Giving me that look.....she says to Marshalls.......Mega Store. For WHAT? To kill time while her hair is drying. Apparently her hair dries better if she can poke around Marshalls mega store than cleaning the house or writing letters or emailing or writing my Christmas gift list! Quite frankly when she returned all giddy....(with 2 shirts that she bought for $7 each on clearance...that would have retailed for $300 a piece).....Pleeeeeease. There are NO shirts that retail for $300 a piece in Rhode Island. She said no really....read the tag...so I did. She said see...look above the sticker "Compare at $300". Peering intently I looked again and politely pointed out.....It says "Compare at $30" NOT $300!!! Refraining from my HHTT look....I said perhaps she should march right back there and buy some glasses.

Moon Rising

Hi....It's me Annie Grace.....

I have been checking out her pictures and if I ask her about them they usually result in a very long and boring story.....here is one...with a moral she said. So....she is on a "family vacation" (which means she invited herself on her brothers family vacation...frequently) in Arizona. It's their last night and the plan is to go to the top of a mountain where everyone goes to watch the sun set. They have a lovely dinner....she had a wonderful martini, Danny ate fried cactus (I think he had one bite and graciously spit it into his napkin)....meanwhile Deb (The brother's wife....who we call The Pigeon...you know.....JFK's wife...June) is starting to panic...."move along everyone..." so The Family (Scott, The lady and the kids slowly make their way....none of them really have any idea where to go without The Pigeon to the car while The Pigeon makes sure the bill is paid and no one left anything behind). They have no idea where they parked at first until The Pigeon cooooos ......where they are parked Driving up the road it was amazing how many people were coming down....strange........

Giddy with excitement...this is it! At the top there are lots of people getting INTO their cars...where are they going?? Why are they not going to watch the sun set?

Because it had just set.....yup they caught the last glimpse. No pictures...no enchanting moment. Then...as they all stare.... trying to imagine that they really saw a little of a sun set...someone says "turn around and look at the moon rising......so doing a 180...and there it is! The moon rising as fast as the sun set and all those people who were hurrying down the mountain because they already saw the sun set never saw the moon.

The moral is....If you savor the last bit of your martini.....not remember where you parked your car and slow down a little....you will see the moon rising. I asked the lady if that really was a moral. She said Yes!

She is an actress!!!

Hi....It's me...Annie Grace....

After being here for almost 3 months I finally asked her what it is she really does all day. She said .....she is an actress. I said REALLY....why are we not living in Hollywood or NY.... or Prague After another long drawn out very dramatic droning explanation I am able to ascertain this much.....

She gets up everyday and dresses up, puts on varying shades of make-up (usually matte finish over metallic ...for day), decides which height of heel to wear, a poof of Dolce and Gabbana Light Blue perfume, cell phone,her Coach satchel and off she goes. She then goes on "appointments" all day.....house to house ...heels clicking throughout each floor, talking all day long. Perky...happy..enthusiastic.....poised to make "The Sale" (to which I have pointed out...why do you not really have any since I have been here?). She smiles all day long, telling everyone NOT to watch the news or read any newspapers, keys jingling, papers rustling,emailing,texting and reapplying lip gloss all day because she is talking so much. I hear all her phrases...
1. You will be sooooooo HAPPY here....
2. This is a GOOD Investment....
3. You are making a GOOD decision...
4. And you will be paying cash I assume....
5. A new roof....that's no big deal
6. See the house for the 5th time before you make a dcision?....No problem
7. Bring your Uncle Harry back...who built a house in 1961...sure.
8. Think it over for 9 weeks before you decide?....Very wise decision...
9. Wait for the market to "bottom out"....VERY smart ....keep renting.
10. When will the market bottom out? Hold on ...Let me get my tarrot cards and crystal ball.

I wonder if because she smiles all day that is why I see wrinkles but I think it might be best NOT to go there! I sit patiently...I even give my best sprawl with one paw in the air ...gazing at her....waiting for what is next. She gave me a look like I should fully understand at this point...which I don't. I said "sounds fascinating"....she said "It's an ACT! I gave her my Annie HHTT (remember...Haughty Holier Than Thou Look) and said "you are a FABULOUS actress!"
Love,
Annie Grace

Dear Yoda........

Hi....there it's me Annie Grace..........

I have been very anxious since I received a warning email from a very dumb french bull dog named Yoda who I have never met. (If anyone at this point does not know what I am talking about...then you don't realize there is a comment button at the bottom of every blog....look it up!) Anyway.....I asked her about it in a very tactful and gentle way....Is this true? Did you or did you not kill Oscar the fish? Did you leave Yoda homeless? Please....relieve my fears and anxiety! So she calmly explained the story with a tear in her eye. (I actually think it was a reaction to her NEW mascara which claims to make lashes 1000 times bigger).

She said that Yoda is from a very well educated family. The smartest people she knows.... They have lots of degrees. They travel ....A LOT.......and sometimes while they are claiming to be helping orphans in a 3rd world country......the "mother" is at a spa hotel there and the "father" is always out west fishing or at the race track and cruising around in his Porsche. At this point I have a visual as to why Yoda has a distorted view. So....back to the "murder in question".......She (The Lady) said that Oscar had a heart condition and was 99 years old. Her wild party that she was accused of having was for her church group to celebrate the baby Jesus. (Christmas...) . At this point I am feeling so much better!!! The houses she sold underneath Yoda.......she has no real explanation for that except to say.......she needed the money for the seasonal change of wardrobe. The part about Yoda falling madly in love with her is true she said.......

Clearly this is just another learning experience for me.....I will be very very careful around the holidays and sleep with one eye open! The jury is still out .......on The Lady.....
Suspiciously,


Annie Grace Millin

Whipping this Lady into shape...

Hi...It's me Annie Grace...



This is me....watching for the lady..please note my beautiful blue eyes!


First...I have been VERY busy keeping her in line. I still make sure every morning at 5:29 am I wake her...she said it is NOT necessary...and is very concerned about when we turn the clocks back in the fall...I gave her my "Annie look" (Haughty Holier Than Thou look which in the future is my HHTT look) and said...how does that concern me? Really? I have tried to explain if she reads every book on cats the term "nocturnal" is mentioned frequently. Since we are both adjusting I decided to cut her a break and when she went to bed...I jumped up and slept with her all night. (Actually......I do roam sometimes on my perimeter check but she has no idea and I just jump back up after) I am beginning to trust her completely and am so giddy when she comes home I can not hide it. I purrr so loud she asked me to keep it quiet...she is on the phone. (She told me that Ferrel and wild cats are not vocal at all and it is a learned behavior from very well kept spoiled indoor cats...Just another piece of her "useless information" I told her) Anyway... So I still make sure she is out exercising all the time and when I see her walking up the street I jump off the window sill and run to greet her loudly. (Just so you know when I greet her, SHE thinks it's because I am happy to see her but really I am just vocalizing how embarrassing she is on her Debutant Walk. Even though it's my "hour of power" I like her to feel special. (It keeps her walking! But please do not tell her this!! EVER!) So..to continue...I have her completely in-line. She makes sure I am well treated...Last night she brought home groceries and I saw (yes......I can read......) a label that said "gourmet" and "supreme".....I thought gee....nice dinner for you little lady. But she gave me this food that smelled so fabulous I thought I would die!! ....I went insane. I quickly then got myself under control and played it so cool and coy...
Gotta go since I have time to myself....need a cat nap.


Love Princess Annie Grace

Ward and June Cleaver

Hello....It's me....Annie Grace...

I was looking through The Lady's recent photos and found this...I gasped...is this one of those dashing Kennedy's...do you know them? Were you vacationing with them? Are you at the Kennedy Compound? Tell me more! With a very exasperated sigh she explained this is family. Now I was so giddy I quickly rushed to my scratch box and went insane.....this is it... I have hit the mother load! I calmly came back and in a very monotone voice asked when they were arriving to pay homage to my arrival into the family. She said these are the Cleavers (aka The Millin's). Trust me....I am still excited but.........

She said there's more of them....see....
Now I understand, the cherubs are involved as well. Who are the old ones I asked. They are peace activist who were arrested for one of the causes that no one protest anymore...now everyone just writes about them and they are in all the history books. I said ARRESTED? Is this cause for concern? She said no..we lock up all the valuable when they visit. I truly hope she remembers and locks up my Wisker Lickens before they come. I will make a note of this. Who is the rock star I asked. She said that is your Aunt. I have a rock star for an aunt!!!!! Now I am reeling...Rock Star,Felons, Kennedy's and cherubs...oh and a Queen......oh my.

She is in a tizzy.....

Hi....It's me Annie Grace...

I am writing this while she is fluttering around checking my litter box, looking for throw up, checking my food and water intake and just clearly is "a state". Why you ask? Because this morning I chose NOT to wake her up at 5:29 AM. That's right....and on top of that I was curled up at her feet and acknowledged with one eye when The Queen awoke from her royal slumber! I decided to stay in bed while she got up and went downstairs. I could just FEEL her peering upstairs wondering.....why I was not at her heels (beck and command). She would have a little coffee...peer up...throw in some laundry and peer up again. It's NOT all about you LADY! I am exhausted from blogging and trying to be predictable. Maybe I just felt like being comfortable...the morning sun was hitting my face perfectly...the night air is cold now and I was snuggled up. For 2 1/2 months I have been waking her...is it possible that just MAYBE.....I am getting lazy and comfortable? She just can not understand this. I told her sit down...relax...stop worrying...have a glass of wine....go to bed early. Because....tomorrow is a whole new morning and it could be 4:30 AM.

My latest change in behavior is to try to open closets or book cases.....when I can't....I just stare at the wall where to door is....like in a trance...waiting..patiently...and without fail she will open them for me to jump in and just sit. ...Like I am a World Renowned Spy...lurking...body hunched over..head out....swiping anything that comes my way. She said I looked ridiculous......I just gave her the HHTT look.

My name....

Hi... It's me.......Annie Grace,

This is me......in my front window with Samantha's pillow. I am not even going into the story of Sam today! As you can see this is me in my royal pose......in my throne......waiting for my faithful servant to return. We had a discussion over Iams hairball reducer and tuna flavored Wisker Lickens this morning as to why suddenly my name grew. Enduring yet once again a very long drawn out boring story that is quite mind boggling to me.
I was born. Given the name Annie. Annie Patterson. Then I came here and she added Millin. THEN...decided I should have a middle name. WHY? WHY? WHY? For what? My passport? Marriage license? Drivers license? School enrollment? Social Security? Homeland security?

She said she really though about it....for a day ....and decided on Grace...after Princess Grace. Because... WE were princesses and her real name means Grace/Graceful (which mind you is the funniest thing I have heard so far! When she walks....she often trips and then stops to stare down at an invisible item that clearly must have made her trip. She even pretends to kick it out of the way for future unsuspecting walkers). So now I am Princess Annie Grace Patterson Millin. I asked what the other choices were. She said Ethel ...for her grandmother and Iris because at first if she could not adopt a ragdoll she was going to buy a kitten.....(Yes BUY....like we are potions or lotions you just get at Sephora..) and they would almost cost a whole IRS refund. Thus Iris.

I asked about HIM and she said he was Theodore Joseph Millin. What about HER (you all know who...the beagle) and she said Samantha Lynn Millin. I think I will just leave it alone and accept the entire name. I asked her what name has she taken the liberty to declare.......she said Sophia. Knowing that this is cutting into my window watching time.....I asked her WHO calls her Sophia? She said PamelERRR. I think you mean Pamela I told her. She said no...in RI it's PamelERRR.
With this quite disterbing news that she thinks she is Sophia Loren........I accept my name.

Hurrican preparation........

Hello...it's me...Annie Grace...

We were watching the news and there is talk of a hurricane coming to Fl....so she jumps off the couch and tells me "we have a hurricane kit". I gave her a very bored haughty look hoping this was the end of it. NOT! She drags the thing upstairs to which I examine this kit. Absolutely appalling!!!! Seriously...I rely on her for by safe well being...this is not good! So here is what I find...

Mascara - for the day after...waterproof of course

Lip gloss - for medicinal purposes

Wine opener - because she is concerned they don't have then in a rescue center

Baby wipes - she is concerned about the accommodations .....after Katrina

Dog food - she said for HIM (Ted ...but this is the very last time I bring anyone up to speed)who mind you is not with us anymore......and I would not eat it!

Thank you notes - to thank the people who saved us

Uni-ball pen - to write the thank you notes with waterproof ink

Batteries - which I thought was a good sign .....until she said they were for an I-pod

Scented candles - once again I THOUGHT a good sign until I saw they were scented

Bug spray - she said mosquito's leave nasty welts on her

Hand sanitizer - Once again...thought was a good ..but she said you don't shake hands without it.

What is she running for office??? we will be in a shelter and no one wants to SHAKE HANDS!!!

I am going to lay here..on the kitchen floor..on my back....(yes...like a dog...it's what I do..read my bio!) and worry.........worry a lot!.

I have asked her to re-think this kit and while she is at it...add some cat food! I can only know that I am riding on a wing and a prayer if disaster strikes! (but at least she can thank everyone...)

Love, Annie Grace Millin

The Debutante's Power Walk

Hi....It's me...Annie Grace..

The debutante is out on her daily power walk and this morning I asked her why it seems like a whole process to go on her walk. Can't you roll out of bed, put on sweats and go? She explained as follows:

First you wake up, brush your teeth, brush your hair into a perky ponytail, put on one of the fun "walking outfits", find your most fashionable Angell sunglasses. The walking outfits consist of brightly colored "modern fit" walking shorts completed with "modern fit" tank tops. (I personally know she is sticking to her budget and bought them at Wal-Mart but....she does not know ......I KNOW!) then you slap on lip gloss and off you go!! Then you walk with very expensive noise reducing headphones (so people think you are listening to something fabulous...maybe learning Italian, French or just your daily brief from the CIA.....no seriously...that is what she said!) then you walk with purpose...like you are a runway model but yet as gracefully as a debutante. She said to pretend you are in Milan for the spring season debut...strutting on the runway. Then...when you get to the crosswalk on Main St you hold your side like you just ran. She said everyone stops because they think you are breaking your "run" to wait for traffic. Then the whole walk you really continue to listen to Kid Rock.....over and over.
From a distance you might see her and think.......look at her go! But trust be apon her arrival home where she has bugs stuck in her lip gloss, sweat dripping down and smells.......trust me it is not pretty!!!! I say nothing because it keeps her going everyday and who am I to point out all of her flaws.

Caroline and Danny...Hello!!!!

So...I found this on the computer....



Ohhh...sorry....Hi It's me Annie Grace....




I have some time while listening too Kid Rock to scout her computer...VERY interesting indeed! I said who are these cherubs???????? She said..."it's Danny and Caroline...." Clearly I have not met them! She explained that they are very very busy. I said...huumm they seem nice and clearly ADORE YOU! Too busy to come visit US? So..we are having a party...she promised me! She made some reference to the Christmas gifts she gives make all adore her! I can not wait until Christmas!!!!! I just hope I don't get a "Coach" collar like "him" and have to wear it!! But anyway...I digress...(sound familiar Di Di???????????......if you know Diana..who digresses..thus Digressing Diana....DiDi) so..these cherubs...stunning indeed. I think they will love me!! This is last year.....and now one year later.....this is them.....
They have grown.....like a foot! And Danny why he looks like his shirt is staying tucked in and he is looking to dance....and Caroline is walking better then "The Lady" in her high heels My my my what stress this must be on their parents! I myself produce no stress on the lady! Our first night away and she sends two people to check on me. I gave Elisa the butt swish when she showed up. Then she went and checked my litter box and sent The Lady a photo of it. Do I scour around HER bathroom? I think not. I am very very wise! No wild parties and no boys...... Well..... since SHE is home I have to go an pay attention to her......again.

Economics .....GNP

Hi....It's me.....Annie Grace......

I am working here from my desk.....The lady is away so I have opened one of her finest blends of Boxed White Zin......This is our first night away from each other.............(I very much needed the space!!!) She was packing up for one night away and I noticed all the potions and lotions....so I asked what they were. She said in that tone...."It's product". So I gave it some thought and went back to my economic classes....you mean like GNP? She said it could be construed as either GNP or GDP. With some time on my hands I asked her to explain HOW? (This is very similar to pedicures being under "repairs" in our budget I would imagine)

GDP vs GNP
Gross domestic product (GDP) is defined as the "value of all final goods and services produced in a country in one year"

Gross national product (GNP) is defined as the "value of all (final) goods and services produced in a country in one year, plus income earned by its citizens abroad, minus income earned by foreigners in the country"

She said actually GNP means Gorgeous Nanci Product and GDP means Gratifying Desirable Product.

I hope by this point you see what I have to live with...........

She then proceeded to tell me that The Product helps keep not only the economics conditions flourishing in this country it is helping the world. How? Because in all of The Product are rare oils and plants that are harvested and made into miracle potions and lotions. Thus.......upon her sashaying out the door....I popped open a glass of wine. I truly will need time to recover from that life altering education.

Standing on a corner...... (no..she is not prostituting!)

Standin' by a corner in Winslow Arizona....such a fine sight to see......It's a girl my lord...In a flatbed Ford......coming down to take a look at me.....

Hi.. It's me Annie Grace.....

When I saw this I asked her if she was a street corner woman or was this the best boyfriend ever? I am just going through The Lady's photos to see what I HAVE NEVER SEEN! I am an indoor cat with only limited sight seeing expeditions! Don't worry I am not feeling sorry for myself....from my vantage point on the window sill.....I see every poster with "missing cat" on all the telephone poles......she even showed me one of the flyer's in her mailbox. Oh I recognized that one indeed.......he was always out late at night...skulking around.....one night he was right outside the door! I stared him down and made my "tough cat" noises until she came and closed the door. She asked me WHERE I learned those noises. I told her....I don't know...I just made them up! I know my bio said ragdoll cats are sweet and gentle which quite frankly this was a life threatening situation. It's a cruel world when you are as sweet and beautiful as me!! Which brings me to my next subject. My beauty......It takes a lot of grooming all day to maintain my glorious look. Probably which is why I need naps all day...it is exhausting and thus my hairballs....

Love, Annie Grace

My Daily Life.......today anyway...

Hi.......it's me...Annie Grace....

So far it's been a good day.....Woke up with my song birds. Usually at 5:29 am or so. The Lady is not up yet...I COULD get up quietly and window watch, clean my paws, throw up, or explore. But...no...I feel it is important to spend all my time with her. So I like to begin by walking over her.....back and forth...back and forth. ...about 25 times.....then I give a push with my paw...about 25 times. If this does not work I get in her face. Then I like to just lay down with her knowing with complete satisfaction that my morning job is done. She is awake! There are some days she ignores me and then I pull out the big guns.....I stare right at her and scratch the leather ottoman......there goes that mouth. A little too early for profanity in my world. Some days I really do window watch quietly after the initial wake up. She calls it her "hour of power".

Then I head down for breakfast...........

At this point you may have an inclination to my size.....I am 11 lbs but she says larger then "HIM". (Follow along folks......TED!) I am 2 feet from my head to my butt. (I caught her measuring the floor boards when I was sleeping...totally not necessary!) ...not including my tail which she said could double as a swiffer and based on the cobwebs in the basement......it has. Today she said she has to get a pedicure........a what?????? I asked if it were in "our budget". She claims it falls under "repairs". I am a little suspect on that.....VERY suspect.

Back to my day...so after breakfast I like to window watch from the front of the house. My locations for window watching vary throughout the day......I do not feel the need to expound on that one as ALL CAT'S know why! Because I get up so early....5:29 AM.......I take many naps...ALL day. I am all rearing to go by the time The Lady gets home! Today I will be reviewing "our budget" to see what is listed under "repairs". Busy Busy Day.

Love, Annie Grace

My song birds......

Hi....It's me Annie Grace.....



Since now you know the begining of my story from which I lived in Western Mass.....great life...well loved...plenty of birds and squirrels to a slight adjustment here in RI which I was begining to feel comfortable, get use to all the outdoor activity and then.......The lady came home with birdseed (you see I love love watching the birds and listening to them and I know she does) to replenish. I did not say anything to her for fear of insulting her intelligence but .......the label on the seed did not say SONG BIRD SEED......(She bought it at Job Lot because "we are on a budget") it just said BIRDSEED ....I paced around it....clearly trying to let her know...this is NOT good. We are still learning to understand each other at this point. So....anyway...out goes the cheap (ooopppps ....inexpensive...she does not like the word cheap) birdseed into the feeders. Guess what happened! Yup...blue jays, crows....all the birds from "the wrong side of the track" they are very very violent. It has been loud, sqwaking,mean,hostile birds, they basically over threw the feeders and the beautiful songbirds were gone. I feared for their safety. Well....apparently she (The Lady) noticed it too. So we now have SONG BIRD SEED back in the feeders and I woke up at my usual 5:29 AM to my songbirds again. ! I was sooooo hapy happy happy. So much so...I thew up... (Just a hairball...no worries!)

Why is she still single?

Hi...It's me Annie Grace.......

Well many of you wonder this but just don't say it out loud and I would suspect after living here for 2 1/2 months..........others KNOW WHY!!!! I mean really.....if she is so crafty with her computer...........and wit....brians...beauty.....and charm...what's the problem? Well folks I have half a mind to submit her bio for online dating and I will be in charge but that could be another chapter later. So keep in mind we are just beginning to know each other so I am sure I can enlighten everyone more as time goes on...

I had "rules" when I arrived. Imagine that! All scared I was.... at first....long ride in the car to get here....all the while I could smell "HIM" in the back of the car.

(In the future that high maintenance canine who thew up all the time and traveled all day with her in the back seat...everyday...will be referred to as "HIM" not TED OR THEODORE or Schmedly)

Anyway...back to the rules and my beginning here.

THE RULES (all of which were told to me on Rt 146 south heading toward Providence)

1. No going on counters....at first that was fine by me .....until she was making chicken and.... Oh boy was I in trouble...once again we go back to the mouth on her.

2. I have my own bathroom upstairs. Fine....then why is she showering in there? Oh...perhaps because The Lady has her own bathroom completely full of potions and lotions. Full, Full Full!

3. Stay out of her closet.....where on earth would I fit??? After a few peeks and swishing around EVERY item in black or navy...fine by me.

4. Try to keep "our" house neat. So......I neatly leave clumps of my hair around instead of depositing individual hairs through out the house.

Hopefully by now you are getting why I need your support..... But to answer your pondering question ...Why is she single?

No......it's not because this is her playing "Hedy Chablis" at a WINE Murder Mystery Party.........
No......it's not because of the some of the people she has partied with.....

So why is she single? That's easy...........because I need her .........the most!

Please........ this is why you must support me!!!!!

Look what I found on her computer!!!! This is HORRIFYING!!! I could end up like this....

A dog with a matching raincoat.....Christmas photos???????????? This is not good........

Hi.....It's me Annie Grace....

Let me start from the begining.....

My name is Annie Grace Patterson Millin.
I am 5 years old and VERY VERY wise.

I am very independant.....very vain....and beautiful.
I am Ragdoll complete with papers claiming my importance
I live here in Rhode Island now with someone I call... "The Lady"
(For those that really know her you are either rolling your eyes or shaking your head because that term is used loosely.....a mouth like a truck driver sometimes) she has informed me I have too much time on my hands and I should be creative.

It's all still new here...I had a great life in Western Mass but then apparently The Lady needed me and here I am. So in the last 2 months we have settled in. I thought quietly...to my liking....and now I am working. (I think the adoption papers she signed CLEARLY state that there are rules against making animals work!) She said we could out do her brother's blog. To begin with I do not know what a blog is nor have I ever met her brother. But here I am.

Let's begin with the working issue again.......just take a look....I said I was a helper not a worker but here I am...laundry......preditor watch (there are very evil blue jays)....and she feeds them....I know she does.....

So hopefully everyone can support me in all of my uneventful adventures of living with "The lady".......it's not easy!