Tigress Stravyn™ Goes to a Full Moon Party

Adventure, bengals, cats, cute, kittens, tiger

“Full Moon Party. Do you want to go?” Papa, my Human asks.  As I research on my mini Ipad I got for my birthday I see the moon may be made of CHEESE!  Hmmm also says Wolves howl at the moon.  Might be dangerous!  Well I’m a Ferocious Bengal so I’ll protect my papa.  What’s this?  A man in the moon? He better not be taking the Cheese!!

“I’ll go online and look up the time of the full moon.” I Meow.

Hmmmm Its not to late I see.  I think I’ll order some cat toys while I’m online. Whats this?  Onefastcat ?  A cat wheel?  Ok, I’ll click this BUY NOW button.

Papa says I better take a nap so I’ll be awake tonight and not tired.  Yesterday I took Eight naps and now when I’m told to sleep I can’t.  I’ll lay down and try and sleep.

Maybe if Papa would put away that camera I could rest.

Well I’m in my buggy and ready.  Where is my Papa?

Finally at the beach.  All I see are seagulls, sand, waves, Canadians!

No moon yet.  Whats that smell….mmmm Pizza!  My Papa is Italian so I must be part Italian. I love the scents of many different foods. People don’t smell as good as food.

Night Time, Moon Time!  So many people are looking at me.  Here comes a dog pulling their Human.  As usual the Human doesn’t go where their dog is pulling them.  No Wolves and no cheese yet.  The internet was wrong!

So many clouds.  Where did the moon go.  Papa you look over there and I’ll look this way!



What a fun night.  Over 20 people took my picture.  I wonder why nobody took Papa’s picture?

I better drive home and let my Human rest.

Now back at home.  So, so sleepy.  Ocean air, sea breezes.  I was pushed in my buggy for several miles.  So tired.  Yawn.  Maybe I’ll just rest my eyes a little bit on this soft pillow.


Tigress Stravyn™ Goes to the Farmers Market

Adventure, bengals, cats, cute, kittens, tiger

Going to the farmers market is a weekly event for my papa. I have been going since I was about four months old.  I have a Red buggy Grandmaw got me for my adventures. People seem to love seeing me in it at the market. They always point. “OMG a cat” I hear all day.  When I go to the market with my grandmaw we look at the same things.  I love all these sparkly things that she calls jewelry.  It’s at the market that I first met those things called dogs. More about dogs in a minute.

Before we go to the market Papa writes out a list of fruits and vegetable we need to get.  I have to quickly memorize this list because he always leaves the paper at home.  Papa must be trying to improve my memory by leaving it at home each week!  Meow bananas, meow radishes.  I have a good memory.

About those dogs.  IMG_0077I have to tell Papa where to go but most Dogs have to pull their Humans around on a leash.  It’s funny to watch since Humans don’t follow their dogs too well.  “Come here!” Yell the humans at their dogs. Which doesn’t make sense since they are being pulled so nice by their dogs.  Sniffing these dogs that come up to my buggy to say hi is a lot better then sniffing some of those humans who try and touch me with out my permission.  Growl, Hiss!

I do pose for many pictures while I’m shopping.  Quickly I turn my face to show people my nice rosettes and markings on my back when they pull out their cameras.  I have to finally show them my face or they won’t stop taking pictures.   

Chicken Thighs please!

free samples for my papa please!


which one should i get?


Apples are on the lists!


just chicken please. all of it !!


I dont want a pair , only one! oh i get it-a Pear!


so tired from shopping