Phoebe Fong - The World's Quirkiest Cat

I returned home yesterday evening and discovered that my front door was jammed shut. A large, golf umbrella, that typically rests in the corner beside the front door, had mysteriously fallen - creating a wedge that stopped the door from opening more than an inch.

How did this happen? 

All I know for certain is that the cat was involved.

Kittay, aka Miss Phoebe Fong

How do I get in? Must get cat assistance.

Did you notice that Phoebe can talk. Her vocabulary is limited but still, it's impressive. 

OUT  

I  CAN'T

She also says "YEAH" when I ask her if she wants food. 

She's clever for sure, but Phoebe lacks thumbs and front claws so this will be a difficult task. 

Can she do it? 

Come on Phoebe, you can do it!  

Say it with me.

Move... that... umbrella!

Thank you Phoebe! It was cold OUT and I really wanted to get IN so that I could make you some food.  

Phoebe is rather unusual. She enjoys going for walks with the dog. 

She's afraid of birds. She's not intimidated by dogs. She recently celebrated a birthday and of course we threw her a party! 

That is Phoebe's favorite hat. And that is Phoebe's stool. Nobody but Phoebe is allowed to sit on Phoebe's stool.  If you do, she'll MEOW at you until you get your own stool.

Phoebe knows she's not allowed on the kitchen counter so she'll sit on the newspaper that's on the counter. Or the magazine that's on the counter. Or the box that's on the counter. Or the mail that's on the counter. But never, ever, will she sit on the counter because she knows that's not allowed.

Phoebe's been known to sneak in a neighbors house and hide. The neighbor is a small, timid, asian women, who is deathly afraid of cats.

Phoebe sits on another neighbors air-conditioner unit so that she can peak in their kitchen window and watch them eat dinner.

If she's OUT and she wants to come IN, she will go to another neighbors front door and MEOW as loud as she can until the neighbor comes over and, if our door isn't locked, she'll let her in. If our door is locked, she'll get the neighbor to knock on our door.

This is one of Phoebe's favorite games, it's called, Let Me In, Let Me In, Let Me Out, Let Me Out.

Last night, the very same neighbor (who wishes to remain anonymous) recognized the cat catastrophe, and rushed to help get Phoebe OUT and me IN the house.

Another trick of Phoebe's is scaling the rooftop. She only does this on warm, sunny days and she's perfected it to the point that she typically does it when the neighboring restaurant is packed with patio patrons enjoying a leisurely meal. Someone will eventually spot her and before you know it she'll have 20 or more people watching her every step. 

This is video of the first time Phoebe scaled the rooftop. Keep in mind, she has no front claws. 

Is it just me or do you also talk to your pets? Do any of them talk back? 

For the record, Miss Lucy (adorable 5 lb Shihtzu) does not talk back but that doesn't stop me from talking to her. 

Of course, Phoebe has a facebook page. If you haven't read about it, you can find it here:

PHOEBE'S ON FACEBOOK 

If Phoebe gets a book deal before I do, I'm going to be pissed.

I'll close with this ridiculous look at DOG vs CAT friends. 

So glad most of my friends are Monkeys.