He loves a good coat

Cobain LOVES this time of year. When it gets cold enough to where we both have to wear coats. And Cobain loves coats. Any kinda really. He will lay and nom on our winter coats which have a fuzzy like lining to them. Then he will lay on a wind breaker like coat that my boyfriend has to wear to work. A lot of times when I come home from work I will find him laying on top of one of my boyfriends two coats. He likes to leave them out for him to lay on. Some times when I pile them up on the floor he will try to lay on top of them. Then if you need your coat to go, don't think you won't have to fight him for it. He won't move an inch. And he will give you those "please don't take the coat eyes" and sometimes if we are in no hurry we will actually wait for him to get off of the coat. He can be such a spoiled little thing.

In other Cobain news he has been chasing around Pako still. He will now lay on the ottoman in the living room, or he will lay in the crack of the ottoman and the couch. ( I'll post pictures of that later) But that is about it for this big ol' cat. He's just enjoying life and loving that he has a nice warm home and food every day.

Update about the Kitten

Sorry about not being around much. Cobain hasn't been having many good adventures as of late. His latest thing is he likes to lay on my backpack that I use to carry my laptop in. Today he actually fought me for the backpack. I was working on packing up my computer and as I was sliding it in the little compartment Cobain was trying to get into it at the same time. I shooed him away, but he turned right around and decided that he was going to win this war.
Also Cobain seems to like my laptop a lot. He likes to rub against it and sit on it when i'm not looking. I'm fairly sure that when we sleep at night he spends part of the night on my laptop. Also he likes to rub up against the back of it and just I guess mark it as his own.
Cobain also has an attachment to my phone. The other day when I was texting someone he rubbed up against it, then bit it. At the time I didn't realize how hard he bit it. But then last night while looking at my phone I saw tooth marks on the corner of it. That little shit. I also think it sorta gave him a shock or it vibrated at that moment because he let go fairly quick.
Cobain still battles me for my side of the bed. He will lay on top of the blanket trapping me in it very often. Yesterday morning I was trying to get up without disturbing my boyfriend but it was hard because Cobain was just laying on the blanket and would not get up no matter how much I nudged him. So I had to bring my knees up to my chest and bring my legs out of the blanket that way. He is such a little pest sometimes. But we love him.
Also as of the past few weeks we have noticed that we don't have to fill up his food dish everyday. At first we thought he was sick because he wasn't going number two. Turns out he must have been a little sick must have been from his diet change. Because guess what, he started to eat dog food. Yup that's right dog food. Sure it's all made of the same stuff with a few different ingredients for each. But still we have a 10lb bag of cat food just sitting around now. But as soon as he eats all the dog food we'll make sure not to buy that brand again so that he will eat his own food again. Then after he finishes this bad of cat food we will get him a beef flavored one. I'm sure he will enjoy that much more.
Cobain is also really fond of coats. Any coat that we leave on the bed he will crawl onto and make himself right at home. It doesn't matter if we are getting ready to leave or if we are just coming home. He will just lay right on top of it and refuse to get off. As always we have to pull it out from under him.

Warm, Snuggley, Kitten

This picture was taken last week when it was raining for like two days straight. I had come home from work and Cobain was laying on my boyfriend's Michigan jacket, that Cobain really seems to love. He will lay on it every time it is not on the hanger. So as I walk in the door I see his fat lazy butt sleeping away on the jacket. I then throw my hoodie over the top of him. I thought he would jump up and try to get out of it. He will normally do this with any other piece of clothing or anything we put on top of him. Instead he decided to lay under the hoodie for the good part of an hour. I have never seen him lay like that. It was so cute and funny. I really was jealous. I wanted to snuggle up under a blanket myself and sleep the rest of the day away.

Cat in a Box

My boyfriend and I believe that every cat loves boxes. We don't know why they love them, maybe it is the smell, maybe it is the way it feels when they paw at them. All we know is that Cobain will die for a box. 

A little bit after I started living with my boyfriend we decided that I should put my clean clothes in one box and dirty ones in another. Just made it easier for us to keep everything neat. Well we haven't been so neat lately and his closet has become a giant pile of clothes. Well this pile was exactly on top of my clean clothes box. One day a few weeks ago Cobain found this box. But since we have been careless and just putting clothes over in the closet the box has since been covered. We both noticed that we would go in the closet more and start to paw at different things. Or he would just sit there for a little bit then jump back onto the bed. We just thought he was going for adventures in the messy closet. Well last night we saw that he was pawing and pawing away at all of our stuff. My boyfriend then realized that he was digging. At first I had no idea what he would be digging for. Then my boyfriend said that he must be digging for the box. Well we uncovered the box for him and sure enough that is what he wanted because he slept for the whole day. This picture was taken this morning while we were watching our shows. He doesn't look comfy at all with his head all squished and everything, but he must had been just fine because he didn't budge for quite sometime. 

                                    A picture of Cobain in the box when it was first brought home.

Guardian of the Pizza

Well looking at this picture it looks a little big like Cobain just climbed on top of the pizza box. Well no,he was awake, very awake.
Well my boyfriend and I got pizza one night. We both had a couple of slices and retreated to our room. After watching some tv we both decided that we wanted to have another slice before we put it in the fridge. When we went out into the kitchen who do we see but Cobain sitting on top of the pizza box. I then run to get the camera to snap a few photos. When I get back he is already laying on the box, making it even harder to get to the pizza. After we snap a few photos we then try to get more pizza. Well of course Cobain doesn't want to give up his spot and then tries to attack us. After a few tries at getting the pizza we give up and go back into the room. A little while later guess who slithers in, Cobain. Guess he didn't want to guard the pizza anymore.

You Little Shit

A little video I took showing how much fun Cobain can be!

Cobain Loves Pako

My boyfriend had 3 dogs at the time a toy poodle, and two chihuahuas. One of the chihuahua is really big and long haired and isn't really chihuahua sized his name is Peanut. Then there is Pako, who looks like a dear and sorta acts like one, who has very short hair and is only about 4lbs. The toy poodle was queen of the house, you didn't cross her. (She passed away about a  month ago)
So when we brought Cobain home he was a tiny little thing and Pako would tower over him. For the longest time Pako thought Cobain was a new play toy that we brought home for him. Little did Pako know that he was done growing but Cobain was just starting to. As the weeks rolled by Cobain was rapidly getting bigger and bigger.He was learning what he could and couldn't jump on top of to save himself from the terrible Pako. Soon Cobain would grow tired of being the prey and would turn the tables on Pako.
After Cobain got better at jumping up on things he would use that against Pako. He would sit on top of the washer or dryer and wait for Pako to pass by then jump down and attack him. Sometimes he would also attack Peanut, but he wasn't as much fun to play with because he's so big he was to easy to get. Pako would give Cobain a little challenge. Run up and down the halls. Also Pako would find some place to snuggle down for a while.

We now believe that one reason why Pako shakes so much is he is living in fear of when Cobain will strike next.
I have added a picture of Cobain when he was about 5 months old. Him and Pako had an encounter on the bed. Pako we are pretty sure started the fight, but we both think Cobain won.

Toes!!!!

Every Thursday morning I wake up early so that I can go shopping with my grandpa. I usually don't go to bed till late so on Thursdays I get a couple less hours sleep than normal. But i'm okay with that, I shouldn't be sleeping more then 8 hours anyway. So this morning Cobain decides to lay at our feet. He never used to lay with us when we are sleeping but as of late he has been. And more unusual for him he will lay with my boyfriend because Cobain knows him more. But he decided to lay on my side of the bed. So he's there laying on top of our blanket and i'm trying to move my feet because they became uncomfortable. So I pop my feet out from under the blanket and receive a few little nips on my toes. I then try to put my feet back under the blanket but am unable to do so because of this fat cat laying on to of it. So I try to nudge him a little bit to get him to move and he just won't budge. So I stick my feet back out again and guess what he does, bites them. The little stinker just was not going to have my feet in his face today. 

Now since today is such a crummy day and both of us will be at work till about 9 tonight, he will lay on the bed in the same position all day. 

Here's a before picture: 

Happy Birthday to You!

Well for Cobain's birthday which was on September 5th I decided I was going to make an ice cream cake for the little guy and we would all enjoy it. It was a lot of fun. I made a small cake that is meant for two but we cut it into four little pieces. I wrote "Happy Birthday Cobain" in orange. It was the best little day ever, I made a nice home cooked meal, some sorta meat and potatoes. We tried giving him a little of our food but he just wouldn't have it. He never eats human food even if we put it in his food bowl. We really thought he would eat anything cause he's so fat, and he only gets half a cup of food a day.  But that's good for us,don't ever have to worry about other people trying to feed him stuff he shouldn't have and then have to worry about his weight later down the line. But after dinner it was really late so we decided that we would have the cake for breakfast. After cutting slices of cake I took mine to eat on the bed where Cobain decided to join me and take a few licks of the icing. At least he tried a little bit of his own birthday cake!

Meet Cobain

First off, let me tell you a little about how Cobain came to be. My boyfriend and I got to talking about how we would love to own cats one day. He had said that he would name one of our future cats Cobain (but only if it was orange), little did I know at the time he was just joking around. Then the summer came and my sister brought home a stray cat. She had to stay outside but she was perfectly fine with that. After a month or two of having her, we noticed that she was starting to get a little fat. One day that fat became very round, as a family we all decided she was pregnant. It became September, we were pretty much all ready for the babies. 

So then one weekend while us kids are at my dad's house my mom calls and tells me that the cat, Alex is her name, is having the kittens. Good thing it was Saturday so we would be able to see the kittens the next day. When we got home my mom told us that Alex had a large litter, and only two of the kittens had passed. One Alex rejected as soon as it was born and the other was over night. And as soon as I got home I noticed that one of the kittens was orange. At that moment I called out to my family "The big orange one is named Cobain" we then proceeded to name the rest of the kittens.

Later that day my boyfriend came over and I told him how I named the orange one Cobain and that it was going to be his kitten. " I better start talking to my mom about getting a cat then" was pretty much his response. And then 8 weeks later he was sent off to my boyfriend's house. To start living his happy fat life.