Saturday, September 30, 2006
Efun the little tuxie kitty that sits on the 'puter desk is lookin' up. I got him to get in on the fun.
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
Lookit all the purty fev-vers we gots to play wif! Pumpkin sent dem to us all way from Hawaii. His birdie Quincy let us haf dem. Most of dem are all spitted up already. One of the tips is gone on it and Mom does not know where it went but I finks we mighta ated it by mistake. They are so much fun!
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
Sunday, September 24, 2006
The humans finally got around to taking me outside. I knew my diligent efforts at sitting in front of the back door and staring outside would finally get to them. The collar for Beau Beau was snapped into place and I didn't efun mind a bit. On went the leash and SIGH, outside at last. I got to pose in various places all ofur the deck. First was on the table, then one of the chairs, and another chair, and another chair, and another chair. I made sure I sat in them all. Then I walked around fur a bit until I started chewing on all the flowers.
Since I was such a good girl and didn't try to run away (why would I when it was so nice right there?) the humans said I could go out there again. I tried to go on my own but they won't let me without the collar and leash. So now I wait.
Friday, September 22, 2006
Tile sample #1
Tile Sample #2 which am my pursonal favrit acoz it has blue and green like the water on my vay-cay-shun to Turks & Caicos.
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
Pretty soon I won't be able to hang out here acoz the beans are goin' to be smashin' the tiles in here. They goin' to re-do the room so Mommy can feel comfy in here too. This was some ofur beans design so she wants to put her own paws on it. I have been dezzignated to be the projeck manajer and will give weekly reports here onna progress. If'n any ofur kitties have any sperience wif this kind of projeck please let me know. I need a projeck assistant to help wif annul-eyezing colors (I haf to like it too) ofur materials, and speshully keepin' the projeck on trak.
Beau Beau, PMP (projeck manajer professhunal).
Sunday, September 17, 2006
Friday, September 15, 2006
Hard to believe I'm only six pounds isn't it? I finally started putting on a little weight when Mommy made sure that kitty garbage pail Beau Beau wasn't eating all his food and 1/2 of mine. Still, most of my belly is mostly furs.
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
"No sir, Angie. There's none of my spit on the leezard. I was jus smellin' him that's all."
Saturday, September 09, 2006
"Angie, what are the humans doin' now? They're runnin' aroun and takin' all kinds of fings out of the house."
They're havin' a Tag Sale.
"But why are they takin efurryting? The fings they are takin' are not tags, it's boxes of fings."
I tinks they puts "tags" on the fings.
"They better not start takin' out the cans of stinky goodness or I'm gonna haf to put the bitey on them. We gots lots of cans. See?"
"Quick, come and help me push these cans where they can't see dem. Ohhhh, hurry, they're takin' more stuff!"
Don't worry, I tinks that they sells stuff at the "Tag Sale" so they can buy more stinky goodness, not less.
"But I heared them talking bout going on a bud-jet. Are they going somewhere wif all the stuff on a bud-jet? What's a bud-jet?"
Not sure but whatefur it is they are over bud-jet for their wedding next May so he is makin' Mommy come wif him and haf the tag sale and Aunties house where cousin Frosty lives.
"Oh! Then they'll come back smellin' like cousin Frosty. What a busy day this is gonna be."
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
It almost happened today. I almost purred loud enuf for my Mom to hear me. She was scritchin me real good and I was breafin' heavy like I usually does and then a couple big hrmffpprrmmrs came out an scared her. She fot I was chokin or somefin. Maybe next time I get some really good scritches I'll try it again. It seems to make her all 'cited and happy.
Sunday, September 03, 2006
Have a happy Labor Day weekend efurryone. The sun finally came out and me an Angie can sit in the doorway again. Angie keeps trying to talk her way outside wif Mom. She puts on that sad face and talks to Daddy too. He almost caves but then he doesn't want her to get away. No collar that we has will fit her acoz her neck is so small. Plus Mommy is ascared she'll try to get away and choke herself or slide out of a collar.
Saturday, September 02, 2006
From the House of (mostly) black cat's blog:
"Luna is our cat furriend from Spain who's lost in the forest due to an irresponsible V-E-T. We are hopin and purrayin that Luna gets home safe!"
They offered to host the Power Purrayer Vigil for Luna on their blog. "If you're a cat of a different religion that doesn't exactly pray per se, we welcome you to join us to send good thoughts and pawsitive energies! All pawsitive thoughts welcome!"
Friday, September 01, 2006
Message to Mom. I can see yur a little cranky this morning. My usual sweetness aside, I sleep at the foot of the bed at Daddy's feet. Just because I rolled a little over to your side doesn't mean that you can stick your a) stinky and b) sweaty toesies on my belly and in my face in the middle of the night. I unnerstand that you wake up with those freaky men-o-pawsal sweatsies that you get from being old and that's what happens to females when they get old so then don't get annoyed when I have to take a bath for fifteen minutes everytime you rubs yur sweaty self ofur me. I know you like to rub your toesies on my soft fur but then you get what you deserve by listening to me cleaning yur sweat off me. But hey, you're awake already anyway. Geez, I'm getting close to yur age in human years. I hope kitties don't get men-o-pawsal. Ewww.