Kilroy the Love Beastie

UPDATE

2008-12-05T14:40:00.000-08:00

Hai everkitteh!

Haven't been able to take pictures, but wanted to let yous all know that Daddy's getting much better. His leg staples got taken out, his pain level has gone down and he's becoming more mobile - in fact, he took a shower today! No more sponge baths, yay!

Momma's been workin' her butt off, but she's glad that he's feeling better! Her school quarter is almost over and stuff's been getting easier. She even put up a Christmas tree!

THANK YOU to everyone who's stopped by to say hi and offer purrs and lufs!!

-Kilroy & Fambly

Update + Gift Post

2008-11-16T21:58:00.000-08:00

Momma/Tracy is typing, Kilroy is snoopervising:

MANY THANKS to everyone who offered support and care for the Love Beastie dad (Dan). He reads the comments from his hospital bed and really appreciates them. He also hasn't had his surgery yet, as the leg is still too swollen, thus posing a safety risk (it would be like opening a can of biscuit dough and then trying to reseal it). We really appreciate your warm comments and really enjoy what a loving community this is.

We won a drawing at The Furry Bambinos' blog (It's up now!!), and it came at the perfect time (check out their blog for the fun shopping trip pictures!). I had just come home from an exhausting hospital merry-go-round: Dan was shuttled to a rural hospital that was an hour away from our house (he was working when he fell off a ladder)... waited 5 hours... I was finally able to join him... two hours later we took an ambulance to a hospital that's an hour away from our house in the opposite direction...hung out in their waiting room...finally got a sleeping room at 3 AM and tried to sleep, but the nurses did their jobs and took his vitals every few hours. And I didn't have a car with me after riding in the ambulance, so I had to get a ride and finally came home to make sure the babies were okay. Unfortunately, they were a little stressed and weirded out.

Sure enough, what was on my doorstep?

"Pssst...hey Sadie, whatta you think dat is?"

"I dunno, Leah. Do you fink dat's our new daddy?"

"Hey! Stoopit woofies! That's not our new daddy! That's...uh..."

"It's a special kind of treat! You chew on it, see? Nom nom nom"

"Wait, there's something inside it! What's this? A PRESENT!"

"Hey, look! Everycat (and hooman) from the Furry Bambinos sent us a nice card! All right! Okay now momma, I want you to open that box!"

"LOOK AT ALL THIS NEAT STUFF! There are chicken and turkey TEMPTAYSHUNS, some neat-o Whisker Lickins, super potent catnip, two catnip fishies, a catnip mousie, a bright catnip mousie with fevvers, a NIP NANNA!!, a sparkly wand and a fevver wand, and even a bone, toy, and ball for the woofies!" (did I forget anything? The Love Beasties have already run off to the four corners of the house with all the toys!)

"Oh, you're trying to make a nice display in order to show your appreciation, momma? Fat chance! I mean, look at all this awesome loot! We totally forget why we were sad!"

"Wow! Cool!"

"Quit hogging the nip 'nanna, you big stinky floofball!"

"Ahhhh. I think I'm just going to roll all over everything now."

*roll roll roll*

*happy happy* *sniff sniff* *happy happy*

Leah: "I can has toys too?"

"I love kitty toys."

"Lookit dat. All sparkly."

"OH BOY! A squeaky tennis ball!"

"This is perfect for me! I love to throw stuff and then pounce on it!"

"YAY!"

"Anything else in this box? No? Okay then, maybe I can fit in it."

"Can I sleep in the box too?"

"Don't upset your tummy, Mr. Mousie!"

"Thank you, Panda Bear, Meerkat, Padre, and Furry Bambino hoomans!"

"I fanks you with my LASER EYES!"

"And I got dressed up to thank you. Thank you, Panda Bear, Meerkat, Padre and Furry Bambino hoomans!"

Bad News

2008-11-11T14:19:00.000-08:00

Hai everycat, I gots some bad news...

Daddy fell of a ladder and broke his leg in several places while he was at work. Poor daddy. It's so bad that they have to do surgeries on it. Mommy's gonna leave in a little while so she can go be with daddy. Between this and schoolwork (and that fact that mommy might need to get a job now on top of schoolwork), you may not see much of us for a little while. We've been trying to visit blogs, but it hasn't been easy - so please don't think that we're not thinking of you!

The Furry Bambinos are sending us a prize package soon, and we want to make a post about that (and even maybe donate some stuff in their honor) but that may take a little while.

So please purr/ay for Daddy. Momma didn't think he'd end up in the hospital anymore once he retired from being a bad-guy-stopper, but she should've known better when he decided to start his own handyman business. :)

GOTCHAVERSARY!

2008-11-04T20:19:00.000-08:00

I forgot to announce it, but today is the day when we celebrate my and Macy's days when we were gotted!!

This is my FIFTH Gotcha day - cuz momma found me as a wee baby kittie and now I'm about 5 manly mancat years old.

Here is a picture of me as a wee baby kittie!

This is Macy's 1st Gotchaversary here, even though she's about 4 years old. Here, you can see one of her pseudo-milestones: feeling comfortable enough to snuggle up in momma's briefcase and office junk. Go Macy.

Momma's bad with dates, so she decided that our Gotchaversary could be on the same day since we were both brought into the family around the same time of year.

Thanks for looking!

Leopard spots?

2008-11-03T17:12:00.000-08:00

Mwahaha, Momma has the leopard spots on her face. We thinks she is part kitty. (You may need to biggify the picture to see all the spots).

AWARDS!

2008-10-31T06:55:00.001-07:00

We got some frikkin' cool awards from some really frikkin' cool cats!! Hey mommeh, what does "frik" mean?

Hmmm.... no, I don't buy the explanation that it's the Norse word for "refridgerator." I not stoopid!

Anywho, this first award comes from Colby and Chedder, the Cheezits kitties!

Hooray! Fanks you, Cheezits!

This next award is from who else but Tesla the Kitty and her brofur Hansel. I is not that great at giving out awards, but I am going to combine the two awards!

I has to pick 7 (Se7en, which I pronounce "SEZEN") kitties for this (well, it's 10 for the butterfly award but I can't spell "ten" with any numbers that make it look like "ten". At least, nothing that will have the number 10 in it.

Hmmm.... if you already has this award, oh well! :)

1. Tesla the Kitty and her brofur Hansel cuz I lurfs the kitty Tesla and her big strong brave mancatwhore kitten brofur is cool too. (HA, I'M GIVING IT BACK!!! And I mean that in a nice way, like "Fanks you for the awards, I accept it and now nominate yous." I keeps hoomans on their toes this way.)

2. The Furry Bambinos cuz they're really cool and they don't like big squooshy un-mancatlike hugs either.

3. PB&J is my Favorite. It's my favorite too. Especially when you add 'nanners and cat fur. That's so the hoomans know it's yours.

4. Victor the Tabby Cat and Nina the Torbie cuz they're just so cool.

5. Momo because her blog is ever so delightful.

6. Gandalf and Grayson because they make gray look soooo good

7. And finally, little animals for being so weird. :)

There are many other kitties I would have wished to give these awards to, but I am short on time because I have to snoopervise 2 gigantoid research papers than momma has to finish today.

Love you all! And I say that in a mancatly way.

Rhetorical Question of the Week

2008-10-27T16:46:00.001-07:00

MOMMA: If Humanism is a valid psychological theory about all "hooman beans" having inherent goodness but my mother keeps trying to persuade me that it's a Satanic religion, would main Humanist theorist Carl Rogers comes back from the dead to defend his theories from the grave if I showed no goodness by whacking my mother over the head with my Theories of Personality text book?

KILROY: No, but I thinks Freud would say you has aggression issues which would be better channeled into a defense mechanism like sublimation, where you wanna do something baaad but do something socially acceptable instead in order to make your urges all happy and stuff.

MOMMA: Like playing "whack-a-mole" instead of "whack-a-mom"?

KILROY: Uh, not quite. Besides, it's my job to play "whack-a-mom."

MOMMA: More like "scratch-a-mom"!!

KILROY: Hey! I keep these nails pawticured just for you!

MOMMA: Should I tell everyone about how you were baaaad today?

KILROY: I was...? You're not talking about....

MOMMA: Kilroy gave a kitty toy to Leah, just so she would get in trouble.

KILROY: I...uh...I was just trying to make friends with the stoopid mutt! Really! It's not like I gloat every time I give her something she's not s'posed to have... at least, I do my best not to let you see me gloat...

MOMMA: Leah could've choked on it! So, anyway, I gave Kilroy a light spanking.

KILROY: Aw...AW MOM! DON'T TELL PEOPLE THAT!! My gurlfriend reads this blog...

MOMMA: I smacked him gently above his tail and told him he was a bad boy for trying to get poor Miss Leah in trouble. He seemed taken aback at first, so I felt very bad. Then, when he saw that he could milk me for sympathy, he gave me such sad eyes and looked at me with his Abandoned Kitty Face for the rest of the night.

KILROY: *sighs and gives a dirty look*

MOMMA: Oh, he never acted angry. He was always inviting me to pick him up. He knows I'm a sucker for the Abandoned Kitty Face.

KILROY: Don't tell others about it!! I can't use it on them now.

MOMMA: But that's okay, you don't need to! You're such a big brave mancat, right?

KILROY: *puffs up his chest* Yeah. Dat's right!

MOMMA: Before I met your daddy three years ago, you really protected me!

KILROY: There was that one jerk boyfriend of yours I didn't like, so I jumped on a sensitive part and dug every claw and fanger I could into his skin! And then whenever you had a visitor I didn't like, I climbed up to the highest shelf and would launch myself at them. Or, or, if you tried to watch a movie with someone, I would play with my LOUDEST TOYS EVAR.

MOMMA: Hmmm... now that I remember, you never attacked any of my attractive female friends. In fact, your face would light up when they'd yell or squeal (in a nice way) about how cute you are. If anyone else did that, you'd either hide behind the bed or bite them.

KILROY: I like purty girls. Tee-hee. *gulp* But, uh, none's purtier than Miss Tessles! *ahem* Anyway, what was your Rhetorical Question of the Week?

MOMMA: I forget. I think it had something to do with my mom being nuts.

KILROY: I've heard all mommehs are nuts. *wink wink*

MOMMA: Yeah, I've heard that t- HEY!

KILROY: Can't hide from the truth, woman! You CRAZY woman!

MOMMA: Do you want bedtime treats tonight?

KILROY: ...you byootiful, sweet, smart and only slightly insane woman!

MOMMA: That's better.

Comments Problems

2008-10-24T09:30:00.000-07:00

Hai everycat,

I've recieved a few e-mails from visitors who are having trouble posting comments. Blogger sez:

"If you have a customized template or have inserted some 3rd party code into your template, your embedded comment form may not appear as normal."

Please e-mail me at evergreen.undefined@gmail.com if you keep having this problem. You guys are important to us and we want to make sure that you can have your say. We will change our blog layout again if that's what it takes!

Fanks,
Kilroy & Family

Adopting for the Holidays

2008-10-22T08:00:00.000-07:00

Iams has started a campaign called "Home 4 the Holidays" (check the image on the left) in which they'd like to encourage those who are considering getting a pet around the Holiday season to choose one from a shelter rather than a pet store. Between Oct. 1, 2008 and Jan. 5, 2009, their goal is to find forever homes for 1 million pets across the U.S. Since this program began in 1999, Iams Home for the Holidays has helped place more than 2 million pets into happy homes.

Here's a video of their spokes-celeb Felicity Huffman and her beautiful adopted dog, Tucker.

If that link doesn't work, you can watch the video here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pgw03ORaPng

Here's a link to the original shelter that inspired the whole campaign: http://animalcenter.org/
And here's a link that will let you know how to find participating shelters and pet rescue organizations near you near you!:http://www.animalcenter.org/home4theholidays/

You can also go to this link and order a FREE DVD with fun games, quick tips, and more from Animal Planet.

You can also check out media coverage for InStyle Magazine, People Magazine, and AP Photos.

PERSONAL GOAL: And here's our personal goal: We're going to try to get Gramma to adopt one of these aminals for the holiday season! She's looking for a young-ish female poodle mix (because that's like her last dog who she was so attached to), so we're keeping our eyes peeled. And it doesn't even have to be a poodle mix, just a small, kinda floofy dog.

Macy Milestone

2008-10-19T07:40:00.001-07:00

Hai everycat! I reached a milestone!

My beans aren't really sure what my life was like 'afore they gots me, but they know it made me a really cranky, hurt kitty. Mommy's been givin' me love therapy (and Daddy helps too) and I've been coming around.

First milestone, I stopped drawing blood whenever anyone petted me.

Second milestone, I would give mommy head-bumpies and let her kiss me without fear of retaliation.

Third milestone, I was then able to snuzzle with mommy.

And for this fourth milestone, I climbed into mommy's lap! She was so impressed!

But Kilroy got jealous. He came over and tried to snuzzle with mommy too.

So I said, "DIS IS MY MOMMA TIME!" and sat up and went WHAP WHAP WHAP with my fuzzy paws at Kilroy. He started to fight back - and momma thought she had a full-scale war about to start on her lap!

But Mr. Grey Butt ran away. Ha ha, Grey Butt, I gots momma.

And then I got all skittish, so I ran away too.

New Blogifying

2008-10-17T18:12:00.000-07:00

Hey everycat!

Please excuse my blog as my mommah changes it. Woman just doesn't want it plain anymore. And then I'll be visiting alla you much more!

-Killers

Spooktacular!

2008-10-13T22:01:00.000-07:00

Kilroy: So.... just imagine... you're walkin' through the pumkin patch on a cool fall evening. You're trying to find just the right pumkin to... uh... do whatever you hoomans do with pumkins.
When alluva sudden.....

BOO!!!!

A big, cranky, grey love beastie jumps out at you from between the pumpkins!!

You would scream in surprise: ARRRRRGH!!!

Mommeh: And then the screaming would scare the big grey chicken and he'd go hide under a bale of hay.

Kilroy: Hey! I would not!

Mommeh: And then once that was all over with, he'd just lounge on pumkins.

Kilroy: Oh yeah! It's not like they're good for anything else.... are they? Or... are these the things you use for making scary lit-up faces?

...cuz I hate those. They scary.

Thank you, Zoolatry cats, for such a great image!

Multimedia message

2008-10-09T09:55:00.000-07:00

Hey momma... wanna touch the belleh? i swearz there be no bitin'...really!

Award!

2008-10-05T11:18:00.000-07:00

Here is an award from the talented miss Karen Jo over at Kitty Limericks gave us an award!

The rules be:

1) Put the logo on your blog.

2) Add a link to the person who awarded you.

3) Nominate at least 7 other blogs.

4) Add links to those blogs on yours.

5) Leave a message for your nominees on their blogs.

Hmmm, so many kitties to nominominate. Wait, "nom"inate? Does that mean I wanna eat 'em????

Whew, mommy says it doesn't mean that at all. So if you nominate a bird or hamster, it doesn't necessarily mean you automatically get to eat them.

Soooo many kitties has this award. So I would like to say....take this award if you don't have it! I happily give it to you for reading my blog and being such awesome kitties and peoples!

Multimedia message

2008-10-02T07:05:00.000-07:00

Here I is, stalking the stinky Macy thing.

Macy's Byooty Korner

2008-09-29T06:54:00.000-07:00

Hello everycat and welcomes to Macy's Byooty Korner! For this blogisode, we be discussing "How to Get your Beans' Attenshun."

Of course, we kitties knows that looking byootiful is a good way to get the beans' attenshuns, but there's more to it than just bein' cute!

Step 1: Be sure to grooms yourself regularly. If you be stinky, the beans will give you a BATH and that's the BAD kind of attenshun. Kilroy calls me stinky, but I prefers the term "aromatic." You see, I clean a LOT, despite what he says. If you are like me and have a lots of FLOOF, you unnerstand how much effort it takes to be byootiful!

Step 2: Posishun yourself where your beans will find you, but don't let them know that you planned it that way! When they ask things like, "Oh, Macy! What are you doing in my clothes drawer?", it's best to casually yawn and stretch as if to say, "Oh, I'm in your clothes drawer? Hmm, wonder how I got here. Oh well, you might as well gives me lufs now that I'm here!"

Step 3: Every now and then, you gotta show your beans just HOW cute you can get. The belleh is a good place to start, cuz beans just can't resist bellehs (I don't know why). *Sigh* As much as it pains me to do so, I must admits that I learned this move from Kilroy. You turn over onto your back, push your paws into the air and say, "Hey mommeh... LOOK AT MAH BELLEH!"

And then mommy becomes a mess of baby words. It's up to you to decide whether you would like to take those belleh rubs as attenshun or if you'd like to yootilize that opportunity to give the bitey to your bean's hand. I like to mix it up and keep my hooman on her toes - she never knows if I'm gonna bite or not!

Step 4: If none of that works (and your litterbox just happens to prong you in the butt), then pee everywhere. Your hoomans will definitely give you attenshun then.

On a last note, NEVER EVER let your beans be the boss. It be necessary to be firm with them because they has to be trained properly. It can take from a few weeks to a few years to break a hooman in, so remember to be gentle but firm! Mess with their minds, jump on their heads, scratch their sofas, and in no time you'll has good hooman servants to give plenties of attenshun.

I too sexah for my blog. Too sexah for my blog.

2008-09-23T10:21:00.000-07:00

Momma had a photo shoot setup on daddy's desk (the one with all the crap in the windows, heehee) cuz she was taking pictures for their experimental eBay store. I loooove photo shoot setups (I always gotta crash 'em) and sat on the nice white cloth until mommy realized I was posing.

Here I is with my dreamy-eyed "looking into the distance" pose. I didn't even flinch when the flashy box hit me with its bright light.

And here's my "I'm looking at something interesting pose."

Oh my, I can pose almost as good as Daisy!

And finally, here's a side pose. Mommy likes this side view cuz it shows my muscular jowels (which my woman mistakenly refers to as "chubby cheeks," pfah!) and my long nose.

I hope Tesla likes these!

We accepted the dare (oh mommy don't do this)

2008-09-20T13:02:00.000-07:00

We are accepting the dare #4 from The Cat Realm (even though I told momma that she has a stoopid idea). So many kitties have such insightful posts about how they're helping the environment, from cutting up plastic rings to recycling garbage to not using disposable grocery bags.

Those ideas are great, and my beans are doing all that too. However, momma didn't want to copy anyone else's idea so she thought I should tell you all about... (oh mommy, please don't make me do this...)... how we're recycling... lawnmowers.

Yup. Lawnmowers. (Mommy, dis is so stoopid)

Mommy's crazy mean gramma is deciding to get rid of lotsa junk, so she demanded that my beans take some ancient lawnmowers off her hands.

So instead of trashing them, they're going to try to find new forever homes for them. Just like those of us who are recycled cats. I'm not a recycled pet cuz I'm a ditch cat that mommy was blessed to find as a very wee baby kitten. But the other aminals here are recycled pets who've found their forever home here.

P.S. Mommah put the lawnmowers up for grabs on Craigslist and titled each "Grandma's push mower" and "Grandma's riding mower". Mom thought she was being ironically funny. Now a buncha dorks are writing in with condescending comments like they think mom is 12 or something. Real smart, ma.

P.P.S. Oh crow! It's MEOW LIKE A PIRATE DAY! So I say... Meyarrr!!

Thankful Thursday

2008-09-18T09:12:00.001-07:00

I would like to first begin this post with a moment of love for Daisy and her family because of their recent loss. I meant to post this sooner.

For Thankful Thursday, I would like to blog about how Thankful I am that mommy got rid of that fashion disaster condo I USED to have and revamped it into something even better!
She bought an AWESOME carpetted kitty play thing (that thing in the corner) for $75 off Craigslist! What a deal! This thing is huge and we were all over it the moment she brought it home. Although it's got casters on it, she put it on a shelf so we'd have a better view point. It looks better in real life than it does in these pictures, cuz it actually fits into the room nicely.

Here's a side view. Our old floors look so messy, even though mommy cleans them everyday. We'll replace them someday. Anyway, you can see how my stuff (and Macy's stuff, ugh) is hidden underneath!

Both litterboxes are hidden, too. This has helped to control the smell and to keep the woofies out of them. Stoopid woofies.

However, she did put my water fountain on the ground (You can barely see it in either picture). Sometimes those stoopid woofies like to drink outta that, and then I gets woofie slobber in my water! Ew, momma, how could you? The Macy slobber was bad enough!

Hai everycat!

2008-09-14T09:32:00.001-07:00

Hello everbuddy!

It's amazing... Mommy has a Sunday off now where she can let me blog. No helping friends and fambly members, no having to clean, no working... and that's good, cuz I'm super mad at her for not letting me visit all my blog friends lately. Thank you guys so much for visiting me, though.

1. (I like numbered lists) I gots an award from the byootiful and funny Tesla. Oh, she is the cat's meow (heh). I am learning much from her about how to handle mommies.

So I has to pass this onto 7 other kitties. This is hard, cuz there are so many great kitties out there! Tesla tagged many of the same ones I liked, so I am glad to offer this award to:

2. I thought I would share with some of you what I've been up to.

Here is a picture of Gramma snorgling me. I had to endure several Gramma Attacks over the past few weeks.

I also helped mommy ace her Human Development class. She's got about a 98 average. Go on, just ask her about Piaget's Cognitive Learning Theory, I dare ya! (She'd probably have to look it up, though).

Lastly, I bit mommy until she finished her second moovie script. This one is just weird. Maybe I bit mommy too hard. Here's the logline:

"'Sweet' is a comedy about a prissy young woman named Kate, who is anything but sweet. Her life is turned upside-down by a sugar substitute that turns people into living zombies and by a sexually harassing boss who is actually an eccentric alien bent on conquering the planet just to impress his dad."

Oh, it gets even weirder. So she finally registered this one with the WGA and now she's trying to market it and hopes that agents will laugh AT the script, not AT her. :) Perhaps I will post the whole synopsis later.

Anyway, momma has a break in September before she has to return to school FULL TIME. Gasp. I'll have sooo much snoopervising to do, especially when she eats at her desk.

I will talk to you great kittycats later! -Kilroy

Wordless Whatday?

2008-09-02T15:40:00.000-07:00

A message from Sadie

2008-08-24T14:13:00.000-07:00

Hewwo evewyone,

My name is Sadie and I fot I would use Kiwwoy's bwog. He says to evewyone dat is he vewwy sowwy he has not been visiting uvver bwogs. Mommy's been bizzy wif wotsa stuff. He supa misses evewyone and feews (feels) bad about bein' away.

I am bwogging today because the nice woman who saved me, Jessica, is twying to waise money for the Chawotte (Charlotte, NC) Hoomane Society.

Kiwwoy sez dat so many kitties and woofies who bwog needs help too, so I don't wanna take gween stuffs away fwom dem. But for anyone who wantsta give gween stuffs to Jessica, pwease know dat dis is also a vewwy worvy (worthy) cause via a vewwy worvy hooman. She's only twyin' to waise $1000 in gween stuffs.

Help Jessica raise money for the Charlotte, NC Humane Society.

Fanks you! I wook fowward to da day when we no wonger haf to wowwy (worry) about kitties an' woofies bein' mistweated.

No eye surgery here!

2008-08-19T13:24:00.001-07:00

We are so very touched by anyone coming to see us and wish mommy well, but the truth is that our blog has been confused for someone else's. (Let me know who it is and I'll link them!) No one here is having eye surgery.

Here is a picture of the inside of mommy's eye. This is apparently a good eye, even though she's blind as a bat without glasses or contacts.

My sexah eyes are purrfectly feline fine. I like to play "hunter" at night, where I stalk mommy and daddy in the dark.

Hmmm... Macy seems to be another story. Lasers off, Macy, Lasers off! Maybe we need some anti-laser goggles to put on you?

Life is Hilarious

2008-08-12T09:50:00.000-07:00

Disclaimer: This post is rated PG-13 today because of one delicate word.

My Woman says that her rough week from H-E-double-hockeysticks is over. However, she won't tell me who this Mr. double-hockeysticks fellow is so I can go claw him. I've been wanting to try out my latest "DEATH FROM ABOVE!" meowneuver.

First, her Aunt Margaret died on Monday. While this is very sad, Margaret has been fighting the cancer and mommy says it's good that she stopped suffering. So mommy had to leave us lots to go to the funeral and wake and family stuff.

Second, she had already made plans to go camping with her friend Melody and her family this weekend, so she looked forward to getting away with my daddy for a little bit. Melody has an almost-2 year old named Matthew and an almost-9 year old named Joanna.

Here's mommy setting up camp. I wonder what that blur is? I'll bet it's a ghost! She says she kept threatening Melody that she'd tell zombie ghost stories.

They also took a train! She says there were oddly painted statues of bears, cougars, zebra and turkeys all living in harmony in the forest. Until they got to the tunnel of circus animals hanging from the ceiling by their necks. She still doesn't understand that one.

At the camp's water feature, little Matthew decided he was going to go insane on the fountains. He liked to try to divert the water by stickin' out his belleh. Not pictured: He kept sticking his face into the shoots of water and the snot went a-flyin'. Even strangers were doubled over with laughter.

Here's the pg-13 part. At the campfire, Joanna sat next to momma and began singing that song, "You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals, so let's do it like they do on the discovery channel." I know that mommy likes that song too, but it's not really great for a 9 year old... so my woman tried to explain that the song was dirty and Joanna should be careful about singing it. "What's 'dirty' mean?" was Jo's reply. "Um, that means it's raunchy," mommy tried to explain. "It's about sex." "What's sex?" Jo asked inquisitively.

"Oh shoot," mommy thought. "That's for Melody to explain in several years." So mommy said, "Ask your mom," thinking that Joanna would ask later when no one else was around. No such luck. Joanna could be heard throughout the campground yelling, "MOM, WHAT'S SEX?"

Mommy turned to daddy, not sure what to do. His face was red from laughter. Later that night, they slept on hard rocks and kept waking up because the tent advertised itself as being 5'x6' on the box but was more like 5'x4' in reality.

It was apparently a great trip.

Anyway, I am so mad that she went camping without me. I even got an award from that most byootiful of girl cats, Tesla!

Ohhh, my heart goes pitter-patter whenever I sees her. We has so much in common: She was named after a famous inventor, I was named after a name in a famous Styx song. She's creative, I'm creative. She says, "Mommeh, I kill yoo" while I say "Geez woman! I gonna live with gramma!" or something like that.

I would like to give this award to Aunty Caitlin over at little animals and to Mr. Hendrix for being so cool.

Ninjas!

2008-08-06T13:04:00.000-07:00

I is certainly glad that my mommy isn't the only weird mommy in the cat blogosphere. *snicker* Last night, she dreamed that she was a ninja who could pull power from the sky in order to vanquish her targets. But a princess got mad at her because she thought mommy killed her father, but the father actually killed himself in a way that looked like homicide. And there was a chess-like game involved.

(here I is, thinkin' about a certain girl kitteh.)

I wonder if there is such a thing as robot ninja chipmunks. Mommy used to threaten people that she would send them to their house to toilet-paper their cars for various reasons. Geez mommy, I'm gonna go live with gramma. She doesn't threaten to send over her robot ninja chipmunks. All she has is deadly acrobat squirrels.

Strange (but cool) Dream

2008-08-02T16:10:00.000-07:00

Mommy has the weirdest dreams. While I've been dreamin' about Tesla, she had a dream that we was neighbors with Daisy the Curly Cat and her family.

The premise of the dream was that our robot vacuum escaped from our house and hid in Daisy's garage. Daisy's mommy (in the dream) found him and let my mommy come over to pick him up. So in the dream, mommy drove her car up into Daisy's driveway and she got out to be nice to Daisy's mommy and apologize for the bad robot. Daisy was with her mommy and I was sitting in the passenger seat of my mommy's car and we communicated with each other by staring at each other with our big eyes.

Did I mention that my wooman has weird dreams? I still love her with all my kitty heart.

Award!

2008-08-01T11:10:00.000-07:00

Hai everkitty! I is so sorry that I am not visiting blogs lately. My wooman won't let me on the puter cuz she's terrible and mean to me.

First, I gots an award from the St. Louis Meezers! Sam, Sabrina and Simon are some gorgous and super-cool Siameseses.

"The 'Arte y Pico' award was created and to be given to bloggers who inspire others with their creative energy and their talents, whether it be writing, artwork in all media's. When you receive this award it is considered a 'special honor'. Once you have received this award, you are to pass it on to at least 5 others."

I would like to pass this award onto the inexorable Tesla the Kitty (seriously, I think I'm in love with her cuz she's just so cute and spunky and goofy), the supercallifragilistic Quasi for making his human work so hard for him, the supertasmigorcal Jan and her entire funny farm, the super duper all-always inspiring Daisy the Curly Cat that I love dearly and the incredibly charisma-tastic cats Laila and Minchie over at the Cat-a-holic. I apologize if you've already recieved this award! I would give it to all blogging kitties if I could.

Kissing cranky boys

2008-07-22T07:45:00.001-07:00

UPDATE POSTED BELOW

Even though I can act very cranky sometimes, mommy knows dat I love her with all of my little kitty heart. Dat’s why she can’t stop smooching me or snorgling me. She hugs me and harasses me, all to get my attention. I usually play it cool, like “Ick! Cooties!” but then I prance off and clean myself and secretly hope she’ll give me more lovin’. Sometimes I stand around in her general vicinity, waiting to be picked up and squeezed. But then when I can’t see her, I gets scared and call out her name (“Wow-wow?”) until she lets me know dat she’s nearby.
Well, today she surprised me. I walked into her office this morning and pretended to ignore her as my way of saying “Good Morning,” just hoping dat she’d come over and give me love. And, of course, she did; she went to pick me up by the armpits (which is one way that she slings me over her shoulder, and I love dat) so I even picked my paws off the ground to help her. I was thinking, “Oh boy, I get to put my head on her shoulder again.”
But she tricked me! Instead of hugging me close, she gave me a big kiss on my nose! I opened my eyes in surprise. I’m not supposed to like kisses! I gave her a dirty glare and pushed my back feet against her tummy so that she couldn’t give me any more kisses on the nose! As much as she tried to pull me towards her, my back legs just wouldn’t budge and she eventually put me down on the floor.

Ugh, kisses. It’s okay if I get kisses on my head or on my cheeks cuz I can just pretend not to like them, but right on the nose? Someone’s gonna think I like girl cooties. Sheesh, mom.
Do any of you boy (or girl) cats have to put up with an overly affectionate human?

(Loaded question, I know!)

UPDATE: I have discovered another way to get mommy's attention. There is a baby gate in the kitchen doorway to keep the woofies from going to their favorite chew-on-the-wall spots but it keeps me from moving through the whole house unless I want to LEAP over the dumb thing. So in the mornings, while mommy's still sleeping, I bang on it while calling for her. It sounds like this ("Wow-wow" is the name I call for mommy): BAM BAM! Woo-wow!! BAM! WOW-WOW! woo? BAM BAM BAM! Wow-wow? WOW-WOW! BAM BAM BAM!

Super Duper Busy

2008-07-13T11:27:00.000-07:00

Hai Everycat! I has three personal announcements! I will include gratuitous pictures of myself to make this post more exciting.

1. Mommy totally reformatted her computer and re-installed Vista. She got rid of a alotta junk so it will be easier for me to blog now. However, she was careless and lost some stuff. But she didn't lose the most importantest stuff, like her writing and my pictures! I is so happy with my new-acting computer.

2. Mommy started going back to school this week! She's aiming for her Masters in Human Services and she LOVES it. She's going to the online school Capella and it's very challenging! I don't know what it's like to go to Masters level courses in an on-site school, but she says that with online schooling you are forced to interact and express yourself. She says it's super cool. I think it's super cool because I can sit in her lap while she tries to find online library references to Erikson's Psychosocial theory which don't require her to pay $14.95 a month.

3. Mommy and Daddy are leaving me for Christmas!! :( They are gonna go to Orlando so they can see Aunt Caitlin, who is visiting from Japan. Aunt Caitlin doesn't want to go home because, hey, if you're paying a gajillion green papers for a ticket you might as well go somewhere fun. And mommy and daddy can easily drive to Orlandia. Cait's and mommy's parents can drive there too. Cait is bringing along her boyfriend, Kanchan. Caitlin and Kanchan have a very sad love story because they are so much in love but Kanchan has to go to monk school very soon for 3 years and he cannot see her, write her, email her or call her for that entire time. I is under the impression that he *has* to do it because it's part of a family honor thing.

So I just wanted to express my news via my blog. Hope everyone is having a nice weekend!

#11: All cats are to be worshipped

2008-07-10T17:05:00.000-07:00

more cat pictures

Another hero's work is completed.

2008-07-09T16:01:00.000-07:00

Our hearts go out to Laura and her family.

Things we love

2008-07-08T10:49:00.000-07:00

I is going to post about 2 things I love. The fridge meme will provide an intro for the first one!

Jan's Funny Farm tagged us for a cold box meme.

The rules are:Show us a photo of the front of your Cold Box and tell us about at least one thing on it and one thing you keep inside of it! Tag your friends and remember to stay COOL! And no fair cleaning it up first!!!

Very much like Jan's, our fridge is a little bare too. Not much personality here. Just lotsa glare.

Ugh, what a crazy glare. What is one thing inside it? Why FOOD, of course! heheheh.

Okay, we have...hmm.... cheese inside it. Brie, to be exact. One of the foods I jump on mommy's lap and freak out for.

So what's on it? The one thing I wanted to mention is ART FROM JOANNA. It's the paper you see on the right hand side (on the front). Joanna is a super smart 8 year old who is the daughter of one of mommy's friends, Melody. For mommy's birthday, Joanna drew pictures of pokemon and created a storybook and made her card. So here's stuff we love #1: Joanna and her family! Joanna is a prodigy photographer and is showing/selling her work online at The Crim-de-la-Crim Boutique.

Otherwise, our fridge be boring. We would like to tag Ruby, who is the family cat for Joanna and Melody. Mwahaha. Mel, email me pictures of your fridge and do the meme. Don't be afraid to talk about which magnets that 1 yr old Matthew finds the tastiest.

And #2 is Moki. I haven't been reading his blog for very long but his journey is incredible! The poor guy has a neurological condition which had reduced him to a limp noodle - but after a long journey, he's getting better! Check out this link to see his latest water therapy session (if you haven't already). It's completely amazing. It's so very inspiring to all catkind (and hopefully woofkind too). If only animal therapy was less expensive and more commonplace (cuz we totally understand how hard it is to pay for treatment). To help Moki continue his treatments, please consider purchasing a raffle ticket from Deb & ML's Auctions. I know that many of you have probably already seen this, but we wanted to post it for anyone who hasn't seen it.

Daddy's Birthday

2008-07-04T18:44:00.000-07:00

For a belated birthday gift, Daddy was taken out to dinner last night by Mommy, Gramma, Great Gramma and their friend Nona (an honorary Aunt. You hear that, Nona? You're our kittycat aunt!)

They went to a Mexican restaurant and Gramma snuck in presents. So the waitstaff saw it was Daddy's birthday and started singing to him - with the LOUDEST noisemakers Mommy's EVAR heard. Everyone was lookin'. Daddy was so embarrassed. Heehee. He enjoyed himself anyway. Especially cuz they gave him a shot of tequila instead of a birthday cake.

Sorry there are no pictures. Mommy forgot the camera. Hope everyone had a good Independance Day!

Mommy said that Gramma had a good laugh when she told her that she has to tuck me into bed every night or else I get my feelings hurt. Does any other kitty like to be tucked into bed for night-night?

P.S. Thank you EVERYONE for all your comments. We pay attention to them and love them and are trying to be as personable as possible cuz we love you guys. We've been havin' trouble getting around to blogs lately cuz of busy stuff.

Happy 1st and 4th of July!

2008-06-28T04:30:00.000-07:00

I'm going to post this early cuz it's real special. :)

Lotsa stuff is happening at the beginning of July, including a pawtay at Kimo & Sabi's! Their humans will be out of town. I will try not to wear any lampshades on my head after too many 'niptinis.

Also, Mr. Hendrix and Bendrix will be throwing another house-trashing party at their place on July 6th!

In my house, there are two big holidays at the beginning of July! The first, on the 1st of July is my Daddy's birfday!

HAPPY BIRFDAY DADDY!! WE LOVE YOU!!

Sadie is lickin' her lips in anticipation of birfday cake.

Pwease don't fink you're old, daddy.

We know you remember the Civil War and all dat, but 120 is the new 40!

(Don't worry, he'll find that funny)

You'll always be our hero, and mommy's hero too.

And now... onto the 4th of July Celebration!
(This post will run til the 4th of July)

This photo is made in the spirit of the Freedom of America, where daredevils have the right to dress up in American flag-themed suits and jump over multiple vehicles on motorcycles. Thus I, the great Kilroyni, is going to "leap" over 2 dogs in honor of this 4th of July.

These woofies won't even know what hit 'em.

Here I is, approaching the situation thoughtfully.

One small leap for Mr. Greybutt, one giant leap for catkind!

And now that the stunt is finished, I'm taking my star-spangled butt to the Temptayshuns bag... (que Elvis impersonation) cuz momma... you know I earned 'em. I know karate, watch out!

Wordy Wednesday

2008-06-24T15:57:00.000-07:00

Okie, there are some things I've been meanin' to do:

1. Get recordin's of my speak-chirp because Gold thought it would be cute. (It's a little hard to find me in a chirpy mood, though)

2. Get a recordin' of Macy doing her "DON'T TOUCH ME" sound, which sounds like "MEH MEH MEH!"

3. I forget the rest.

Mommy's gotta fix her camera so dat it can pick up sounds.

Anyway, I just wanted to take this moment to tell all my cat friends and their humans that I think they are all so great! Special thanks to Daisy, who got me blogging in the first place.

Here are some pictures of when mom caught me an' Macy NOT fighting and sitting within a foot of each other - a very rare occurrance!

See how we has two litterboxes now? Stoopid woofies think it's a buffet. Rawrgh.
(Btw, this is before momma swept! She knew a photo op like this wouldn't last.)

Chillin' in mah crib! Wif mah homey May-cee! Okay, she's not really my homey but it just doesn't sound as gangsta when I say "Chillin' in mah crib wif mah floofy roommate!"

A sad day for robots

2008-06-21T17:47:00.000-07:00

Warning! Litter Box related activity is written about below!

Well, I guess it's official: We hate our super duper automatic litterbox.

See, there was a...a problem lately. A literal poopstorm, as Macy suddenly decided that she would make it very clear that she did not like going in that litterbox. Very, very gross to humans. I might have also been a bad boy, but I'll never tell! I'll just blame it on Macy.

Anyhoo, mommy put the old litter box next to the automatic one and the out-of-litter-box experiences stopped. She's using the robotic counter on the automatic box to see if we are using it at all now. The truth is... not really. We might use it once or twice a week, but dat's about it.

So mommy and daddy think that Macy got "attacked" while she was usin' the crapper. The automatic litterbox can be set to self-scoop every 5, 10 or 20 minutes after use and we had it set on 20 minutes, as recommended by the instruction manual. 20 minutes is a long enough span for two kitties to use it and for one to get...uh...pronged. *shudders*

In other robot news, our robot vacuum is still behaving. Dat's a relief for mommy, who was afraid it would become possessed and try to eat us. And there is some awesome imagery here (http://www.texasjim.com/NASApix/NASA%20pix.htm) of space shuttle robots being nice. So I guess it's not that sad of a day for robots.

An Award!! For ME?

2008-06-19T18:43:00.000-07:00

Talk about irony! Gold and Shade, those two cool cats at Sumac Stories, make my day but they were the ones who sent me this really cool award.

I would like to pass this award to Angus Mhor, whose giant seven-toed moose feets (dats 14 in all!) keep him to his mancatly duties.

And now Mommy's gonna take over to fill out the quirk-related theme on behalf of our one-who-came-before, Hannah. These are not so much quirks, but more like a quirky history.

1. We found Hannah in a shelter in Glendale, CA. We knew she was the one for us when she came over and said hello to each of us before casually hopping up into the food bin area and trying to break into a bin with plenty of spunk.

2. Poor Hannah had to ride in a car all the way to SC. On the first day, she passed out in her clean litterbox all the way to the hotel. The hellcat came out the next day, though; she wanted to get under the pedals, so we placed her back in her PTU. She would complain VERY vocally so we made up a song (think George Thoroughgood [spelling?]):

Duh nuh nuh nuh
My name's Hannah Kitty
Duh nuh nuh nuh
You guys are so mean
Duh nuh nuh nuh
I's gonna scream
Duh nuh nuh nuh

There were MANY different verses, often detailing her funny antics and how she let us know about her displeasure.
3. She liked to jump on our heads while we were sleeping. Sometimes she'd jump around the bedroom like a little gazelle from head to head... boing! boing!

4. She could speak English! Yes, I know that sounds like my imagination, but she at least she spoke close enough: When she wanted to go outside, she would make a sound that sounded like "Ank Oo!" (Thank You) whenever we opened the door for her. If I picked her up and she wanted to be left alone - or she didn't get something she wanted - she would go "WAAAAH!" just like Lucille Ball. She would chirp and garble like an infant trying to speak. One time I told her she was such a pretty princess and she said, quite coyly, "ri row" (I know).

5. When we lived in our old apartment (where there were plenty of cats running around), she had a black and white bob-tailed cat boyfriend named Bob. She'd go hang out with him and they'd go do something behind a bush... then moments later, Bob would come out with a spring in his step. A few minutes after that, Hannah would creep out looking both ways like a guilty but gleeful schoolgirl.

6. For a city girl, Hannah took to the forest really well: she caught all kinds of bunnies, mice and even a baby snake once. We'd make her let go of anything that we caught her with.

That's it for now. Thank you for reading about our Hannah Bears! We miss her so much, even though it's been about a year now since her untimely passing. We look forward to the day when we can see her again.

Meme Time! Today: QUIRKS

2008-06-18T09:36:00.000-07:00

I gotsta write 6 quirks about myself. I've been tagged by The Cheezits, Colby and Cheddar for this meme. Hmmm, this'll take some thinkin'!

1. I am a very good judge of character: I used to beat up and annoy all of mom's ex-boyfriends. From playing with my loud toys when one was watching a movie (I KNEW he hated dat) to actually jumping on one and digging all claws and all fangers into him. Sometimes I used to climb up to high places and then launch myself at the intruders. I haven't beat up on Daddy, though, cuz he's way cool. He's been here three years so I guess I've decided to let him stay.

2. No aminals are allowed in the human sleeping room at night anymore cuz of me. The reason is cuz I would do funny fings to Daddy while he slept... like sleep on his chest and STARE at him so he'd wake up to big kitty eyes in his face (even though I like him, I still wanna remind him dat Mommy is MY woman). Or I'd stare at mommy in such a way that my butt would be aimed at daddy, and he certainly didn't like waking up that way (especially when I would have lots of flatulence). At night, sometimes my humans would become my personal salt licks; when daddy woke up to me licking him on the butt, I fink dat's when he said, "Okay, all aminals out of the human sleeping chambers!" But he lets me in the room when he gets up early while mommy sleeps in... I like to curl up under the covers with her.

3. I am often a grumpy guy. I pretend dat I hate it when mommy kisses me and ruffles my fur, but then I get up and do a special strut and then sit down to happily clean myself.

4. Sometimes I "cheat" on mommy by sitting on daddy's lap and getting loves and skritches. If she catches me getting love from daddy I start to feel real guilty; sometimes I slink away, but other times I just stay and get all the love I can even though I have a guilty look on my face. Sometimes daddy tells on me while I'm on his lap and I give him a dirty look, with ears back and everything! I get real mad at him for telling mommy dat I'm cheating on her. Mommy either pretends she's mad or she laughs... geez mommy, why don't you get jealous? You're supposed to get jealous, like I do when you and daddy are cuddling on the couch and I come climb on top of you both.

5. I don't meow but I make funny squeaking sounds, especially when I'm calling for my mommy.

6. I like to hide and be a super spy kitty, but I guess I don't realize dat my hiding places aren't very good. Sometimes I think NO ONE can see me but then mommy laughs about how my butt is sticking out of the bush or my tail is on the other side of the doorway (and twitching very noticeably). I always get very surprised when she touches the part dat I previously thought was hidden.

Extra fact: I act like the woofies annoy me, but sometimes I pop them on the nose while they're sleeping and then I run off so they'll chase me (and then daddy will yell at them!)

Dat wasn't as hard as I thought it would be! Um, please excuse me if some of dat was more WEIRD than quirky. :)

I would like to tag: (these are links) Angus Mhor, Meowers from Missouri (Xing Lu, Nels, Nitro and/or Ed), Perfectly Parker and PB&J Is My Favorite (Pearl, Bert and/or Jake). My mommy might also do this meme for our Rainbow Bridger Hannah. She was an awesomely quirky kitty.

Okay, so here's the rules for the Quirky Meme:

1. Link to the one who tagged you.
2. List the rules on your blog.
3. Tell about 6 unspectacular quirks of yours.
4. Tag some bloggers friends with links.
5. Leave a comment on their blog to let them know they've been tagged.
6. What's a quirk?

What is a quirk? I will define it as: "Something odd a person or kitty or woofy does dat just makes them more loveable."

Auntie Caitlin

2008-06-13T13:33:00.000-07:00

We is so proud of our Auntie Caitlin. She studies modern dance and is in Japan right now studying their ethnic dance styles while teaching English. She speaks Japanese super good! She's a very funny person, too.

For a performance piece, she dressed up as a big kitty and pranced through Kobe. It's super cool!

This video has different meanings. Discuss!
(If it doesn't show up above, you can see it here)

Wild Wednesday (early post)

2008-06-10T10:58:00.000-07:00

FANK YOU EVERYONE for all your sweet well-wishes and purrs for my mommy. She's feelin' much better now. I gave her LOTS of purr therapy (purrapy?) and your comments made her feel nice too. As much as no one likes getting sick, this flu made her relax - which was something that crazy lady really needed to do! It was kind of a blessing in disguise. Thank you all for your best wishes.

As for me, I have very recently journeyed into a dangerous place, the likes of which no cat has ever returned from- until now! For your viewing pleasure.... I present....

DESCENT INTO THE DOG PEN

Mic check... testing... 1, 2, 1, 2. Is the camera on? We're on? Okay. Hello, this is Kilroy L. Beastie, reporting to you on site. I'm about to enter the dreaded pigpen, er, I mean, dogpen. The place from which no cat has returned.

You can see me as a small grey dot on this uncharted landscape. It may appear tranquil, but watch out! Dat's just an illusion! Here come the natives!

Hmm. As you can see, the natives are highly annoying yet surprisingly harmless.

Just to be sure, I raise a paw in warning and bat at them fiercely a few times to let them know dat I'm not a cat to be trifled with.

Here is a victory shot of myself after I fended off the savage beasts.

Once the slobberers stopped trying to play with me, I decided dat I would inspect their home.

Ugh. Truly, these are savages: they do not have scratching posts OR indoor litter boxes.

Here I am relaxing next to one of their ancient and sacred relics. In their language they call it the "bark bark," which I believe translates into "old gas meter."

I finally decided dat "When in Rome, do as the Romans do." Here you can see me rolling around in the soft dirt.

It really did wonders to soften and condition my fur. No wonder humans bottle this stuff!

It was even fun to pretend dat I was a wild, savage jungle cat. Purrhaps dat could be the theme for my next PlayCat photo shoot.

Now dat I'm home, I find myself fondly reminiscing about my time in the wild. I kind of miss it! Purrhaps if I squeak at mommy enough, she'll let me return. So squeak I shall. So squeak I shall.

Hiatus

2008-06-02T13:36:00.000-07:00

Hey everkitteh,

I'm gonna be on hiatus fer a lil while. My mommy got really sick and can't help me blog. She finally went to the vet-for-humans and got some meds, so hopefully she'll be better real soon.

In the meantime, I want to show a funny face:
There was no one behind me, even though it looks a little like someone's pullin' on my head; this photo was taken from a funny angle (down near my feetses). Dat scar you see on my neck is from this time I was scritching under my neck too hard and I got scabbies, so mommy took me to the vet and mommy thought he was a nice, smart elderly guy but he had such moldy fingernails! It didn't gross mommy out, but she was so fascinated by how much work (and a bit of neglect) showed up in this man's hands. See, I didn't think he was a nice guy, though... he was touchin' me with dose hands! And pokin' me with a needle and scrapin' skin samples off me and stuff! I let him know I didn't like him with my "Rrrrrrrr!" sound. Mommy had to hold me down.

Hugs and purrs to everyone!

A Poem by Macy

2008-05-30T08:27:00.000-07:00

Hello everykitteh!

Fank you all for your input about the Craigslist post. Some love dat site and others don't like it, all for good reasons. There were many valuable points brought up in your responses.

And now, on a lighter note, Macy has written a poem for us about bugs!

"Bugs"
By Macy

Gossamer buggies
that I like to eatses
Full of more nummies
than cat food or treatses.
I puts dem in my mouf
from whence dey goes souf
down through my tummy
and into my feetses!

Some have hard & crunchy legs,
and some melt-in-your-mouth wings.
But dey all have juicy, slimy insides
and dose ALL make up my fav'rite fings!

Dey say dat buggies bite you,
but I return the favor;
on my tongue, betwixt my fangers,
bug flavor is what I savor!

So open your windows
and open your hatches!
I will enjoy every buggy
dat my curly claws catches!
From mornin' to night, dusk til dawn,
a hearty dose of buggy juise is what I'll be on!

Buggies for lunch ::clap clap:: Buggies for tea ::clap clap::
Buggies for you and buggies for me ::clap clap::

HOORAY FOR BUGGIES!
Whoo!

Adopting kitties & puppies

2008-05-28T18:10:00.001-07:00

Hey everyone,

First of all, lemme give some well-deserved credit to animal shelters and their workers and volunteers who help kitties and puppies have healthy lives and find wonderful furrever homes.These people are angels who help animals live in a clean environment where they recieve as much love and care as the shelter workers can give.

But I'd like to bring up an alternate adoption option: Craigslist.com. Many of you probably already know about this site. Under your local Craigslist, you can find many cats, dogs and other animals up for adoption under the "pets" category.

Many pets up for adoption on this site are beloved family pets and are treated well. Often, the owners are very sad that they must let go of their pet, but there are reasons which are forcing them into that situation. Many foster parents and shelters also use Craigslist to help find forever homes for the fur-babies in their care.

However, there are also many pets up for adoption on Craigslist who are not being treated well.

While some owners will interview potential adopting families and ask for reasonable adoption fees (to make sure the owner is willing to make a commitment), others will ask for outrageous adoption fees (Craigslist prohibits selling but allows adoption fees) or will not care much about where the animals go.

So if you or anyone you know is looking for a new addition to the family, I wanted to bring up Craigslist.com as an option. We got Macy, Leah and Sadie from Craigslist; while we certainly don't want to make any assumptions about their previous families, Macy and Leah really needed months of TLC to show their true loving selves once they got here (and I'm not just talking about re-adjusting to a new place). Sadie, on the other hand, came from an angel of a young woman who can't stand to see animals suffer and who was acting as a foster parent.

And, of course, be aware of scams that awful people might be posting on Craigslist.

Okay, dat's my lecture for the day. :) Fanks for reading.

WHOOO!

2008-05-27T12:04:00.000-07:00

Kilroy: My human just got laid off. The boss had to call her on her day off to say that there were big money problems so she and everyone else there is being laid off, effectively immediately. She doesn't even need to come into work tomorrow.

Tracy (the human): I've got my suspicions about what's REALLY going on, but this is WAY BETTER - so who cares? I've got two words to say here: unemployment benefits!

That is, until I get a better job.

Kilroy: Mommy can skritches me more!

Kilroy: And she can relax and have fun and finish some of her books while she's lookin' for dat new job. Her first book is a how-to guide and it's gettin' published any day now, but her life's work is Sci-Fi... and agents don't seem to get really excited about that. If she knew how to market 'em, she'd just print them herself through one of these online publishing companies!

She's also an artist, as her digital stuff can be found here: http://www.damnpixie.com/digital.htm. She was thinking about trying to market those as well, but doesn't know where to start. Does anyone have any advice?

Anyway, FREEDOM! :::Deep sigh of relief::: ...Well, that is... until the next job, but hopefully it'll be a good job!

Anyone ever use this stuff?

2008-05-26T18:24:00.000-07:00

Time for flea and tick season to get in gear, so mommy bought all the furry things living here some flea 'n tick meds. Has anyone tried the below product? It's Sentry: Natural Defense and it supposedly works with 100% natural ingredients. If you have, has it worked well for you?

If this product is for cats & kittens, why is there some kind of marmot posing with a human on the cover?

So mommy put the stuff on me and I was all CRANK-A-DANK (that's her slang for "super cranky") because I then smelled very strongly of mint and lemongrass oil. It took me a while to forgive her - ESPECIALLY because I would try to clean myself and then I would taste that icky stuff..... but yes mommy, you're right... at least it's not poison!

Mommy still uses the poison back-of-the-neck stuff on the doggies (because they don't clean their furs like we do) but sometimes it just doesn't seem to work.

4 Notes

2008-05-24T08:35:00.000-07:00

These are slightly belated...

Our hearts go out to the friends and especially the family of dear Bonnie Underfoot.

Happy Birthday, ML! You're such a sweetie!

3. Big ol' furry HUGS to everyone!

4. I should announce that my Thursday Photoshoot is all photoshopped. No, I'm not talking about how smooth my fur looks or the size of my leisure pouch, but the "mancatkini" that I was supposedly wearing is a fake. Mommy's friend Melody called her and said she was scarred at the idea that mommy put lingerie on a cat. No, I had nothin' on... I was nekkid, so mommy just used Corel Photopain to paint on a fake mancatkini. I know this will disappoint my fans, but I don't want anyone to be disgusted or scarred. :)

(Special thanks to Zoolatry for the lovely images)

Application for a PlayPuss photoshoot

2008-05-22T12:04:00.001-07:00

Dear PlayCat,

I'm an avid reader of the sultry magazine that you publish for us lusty mancats, PlayTom. I'll forever be a bachelor because of all the byootiful girl cats who grace the pages of your monthly publication (well, that and I'm neutered).

Not only am I a faithful subscriber to PlayTom, but I feel as though I would be an excellent model for the magazine you publish for ladycats, PlayPuss. I have a sexah belleh!

I have enclosed several photos of myself wearing a see-thru red ManCatKini, which, as you well know, is made to hide the "leisure pouch" and other private areas of a sexy mancat such as myself. (I think some cats call their lesiure pouch a "furchin.") To show off our poobic furs is not modest, and I know that your magazine likes to keep a level of class.

The photo shown above is your average side shot of me which shows off my massive leisure pouch. No matter what they say, I know that size does matter to the ladycats, and my belleh fits the bill! From this side shot you can see how my ManCatKini supports my ample pouch by wrapping around my tail and going between my legs like a thong. Here I am also wearing the sexah matching collar for this ManCatKini.

Here's a frontal view I'm sure the ladycats will meow wildly for! It's an action shot that shows off my belleh AND my leisure pouch, and nope - there's no toy mousie stuffed in there! It's all mancat, baby!

Here's another shot that shows off my wild side. Grrr. Rowr. Purrrr. You like that, ladycats? Oh yeah, let Kilroy show you why he's called the Love Beastie.

I thought I'd just throw in this photo for kicks, especially for any vampire-luvin' kittens out there. Yes ladies, those fangers are just as real as my leisure pouch. Oh, are you worried I might scratch ya? Don't worry, I only do that to squares. I'll use nuthin' but the pads on you, baby.

And finally, I decided I'd include a back shot just to drive the ladies wild. You can see the ManCatKini going under my tail. Now, my looks say "Chartreux" breed, but my faint stripes say "Mixed" breed... and you know how the ladies like those bad boys who don't conform to society!

So PlayPuss, lemme know when I can come by for my photoshoot. I'll bring lots of extra outfits to pose in. I'd like to do it while my mommy is at work, since she doesn't approve of sexist objectification of living beings. Be sure to give me lots of advance notice... for transportation I can strap a saddle on one of the dogs, but they'll definitely get lost a few times on the way there.

Thanks a squillion!

Kilroy L. Beastie
(cuz "Love" is my middle name, baby!)

(edit: Please excuse the last shot- I realized that it shows every flaw in the bedroom. We live in an old house from 1939 and are fixing it up as we go.)

Mommy's Trip + Sadie's Meme

2008-05-21T06:32:00.000-07:00

Mommy just got back from Asheville, NC and Pigeon Forge + Gatlinburg, TN. They're all close together and all a LOT of fun. She'll try to post pictures later.

Meanwhile, she's got some spare time at work but has no pictures to share! So I'm gonna have Sadie, the Crazy One, fill out the meme that I did.

The rules are as follows:
The rules of the game get posted at the beginning. Okay Kilwoy, I did dat!
Each player answers the questions about themselves.
At the end of the post, the player then tags 4 or 5 people and post their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves a comment, letting them know that they have been tagged and asking them to read your blog. I won't do dat, since sooo many other aminals already have answered dis meme.
Let the person who tagged you know when you have posted your answer. Okay Kilwoy, I posted my answer!!!!! Wead it!!! Wead it!!!!

1.What was I doing 10 years ago? - I am five monfs olds, so I coulda been doing anyfing in a previous life! Mommy sez I coulda been a Kamikaze cuz I'm CWAZY and I wun into everyfing HEADFURST or MUDDY PAWS FURST (although I'm careless, I don't so much have the deathwish part tho).

2.What are the 5 things on my to do list for today - 1. Dig holes in the backyard just cuz I CAN. 2. Nip at big sister Wee-ah (Leah) when we pway-fight or get jealous over mommy and daddy's attentions! 3. Whine at Kilwoy or Macy to pway wif me!! I wanna slobber all over dem cuz dat's how we woofers show wuvs!! 4. Cuddle in mommy's lap and give the bitey to the furbrush while she tries to grooms me. 5. Nip at daddy (wif wuv) cuz he likes to jump out and scare us, so I give him the nippy to let him know dat I've got my eye on him!

3. Snacks I enjoy - Poop (even tho mommy and daddy fweak out when I even TRY to eat it), anyfing daddy gives me in the kitchen, and BusyBones.

4. Things I would do if I were a billionaire - Wow, you could buy a lotta stuff wif dat much money! Of course, I'd do stuff to help other woofies and furball kitties. But I'd also buy lotsa BusyBones.

5. Three of my bad habits - What are "bad habits"? I guess it's when mommy and daddy yell at me, right? Like when I jump on the couch wif muddy paws... or pway REALLY rough with Wee-ah INSIDE the house... or I nip mommy and daddy for attentions (cuz I'm da baby! I supposed to gets all the wuvs, right?)

6. Five places I have lived - 1. The Pound, 2. Jessica's house (Jessica is this REALLY nice lady who saw me and knew she couldn't keep me, but she adopted me anyway so that she and her boyfriend/husband [not sure] Joe could pay all my vet bills to get me healthy [my brother died from Parvo and I almost got it!] just so they could adopt me out to a loving home. Mommy gave them some money to help re-imburse them, but she's trying to think if there's any other way to show Jessica her appreciation. Any suggestions? We're gonna invite Joe and Jessica to a BBQ at our house this summer. When mommy's book/script sells and she becomes the next George Lucas [crossing paws! heh], she'll buy Jessica her own shelter cuz dat would be Jessica's dream job). 3. Of course, I now wiv at mommy and daddy's house.

7. Five jobs I have had - 1. Youngest and Cutest Baby Girl Woofie (although I got some competitions.... Wee-ah's pretty cute too!), 2. Kitty-chaser, 3. Lap-warmer, 4. CRAZY in-your-face booga-booga monster!, 5. Little sister to Wee-ah.

(Note: I know I'm not consistent when it comes to the baby talk, but I'm also trying to keep everything readable for someone like myself) :)

The Art of Paw-Fu

2008-05-17T08:00:00.000-07:00

Fanks to everycat who wrote in to let my mommy know dat I'm not fat! You are all so nice! Now, here's something about another kitty who's fluffy and definitely NOT fat. :)

Macy likes to keep it secret dat she's a master of the ancient art of Paw-Fu. The Paw-Fu fighting stance requires you to lie on your back so that all four sharp-clawed paws are kept up and in the air at all times.

When anyone tries to touch the belleh, you must wave all four paws at them as wildly as possible and scratch anything you can!

As you can see in this photo, Mommy is very dangerously tempting Macy with a pen. Macy moves into a Paw-Fu stance instantly.

You can see dat Macy moves so fast, her photo is blurry!

In this photo, Macy has just knocked the pen into the next room, fanks to her Paw-Fu prowess. If the pen had been a squirrel or a Kilroy, that move would have been much more deadly.

Fashion Friday

2008-05-15T16:00:00.000-07:00

Mommy decided my grey fur would look good with a fashionable belt.

All right mommy, whatever. You're so weird.

Hmmm.... I guess I do feel a bit...sexah.

Waitaminnit mommy.... are you trying to tell me I'm fat???

Mommy just finks I'm fat. All right mommy, no more fashions.

Kitties are like fine wine...

2008-05-13T15:00:00.000-07:00

Mommy and Daddy love their wine. But I smell that stuff and I don't understand how it smells/tastes like oak barrels and blackberries and pepper and whatever all mixed in together.

I fink snorfing kitty fur brings about a much more exciting bouquet. Take me, for example;

When a human snorfs my fur, they can smell a blend of kitty litter ripened with fabric softener from my blanky, mixed with dashes of Tuna-laced saliva and a peppering of dog snot.

Now Macy, on the other hand, sports a much stronger poopourri (heh) due to her own unique, uh... "flavors." With Macy dere's the instant lingering of hairball medicine dat's pungent but not too powerful for the palate. Dere seems to be a dash of baby powder and a hint of savory dirt.

I happen to be an '03 vintage, while Macy is an '04. As you can see, I clearly smell better than she does.

So in conclooshun, I have decided dat kitties are like fine wine; they just get better with age. No matter how stinky we get.

Doodle Day!

2008-05-12T10:34:00.000-07:00

Mommy wants to participate in the Doodle Fundraiser by It's a Blog Eat Blog World for Cat Friends Helping Friends!

Mommy: What should I doodle, Killy?

Kilroy: Mommy, I wanna be a superhero!! Super Kilroy! I'll vanquish slobbery doggies and save byoo-tiful gurl cats!

Like my little red bootsies?

Toonces without a Cause

2008-05-12T06:00:00.000-07:00

Here's an old SNL skit. Mommy's very fankful dat I don't steal hubcaps or grease my hair, right Mommy?

Litter box in use, Gramma!

2008-05-11T06:00:00.000-07:00

For Mothers Day, we decided to show Gramma how well we use the litterbox that she gave Mommy and us!

Here's Macy, not sure what to make of the blue crystals.
Macy: It's too bright and colorful to go to the bafroom in!

Here I am getting a Super Duper Gramma Hug. Don't worry, my eyes aren't really about to asplode. Gramma holds me in her Super Duper Gramma Hug and gives me lots of love until I decide that I've had so much love that I WILL asplode and then I wriggle until I can get away. As you can see, dis picture was not taken in the cuddle stages of the hug, this picture is from the "Okay, I'm done now!" stage.

Here I am, posing after the Super Duper Gramma Hug. Mommy can take pictures real good.

Happy Mother's Day!

Best in Show from Zoolatry

2008-05-08T11:57:00.000-07:00

The wonderful and sweet creatures of Zoolatry have awarded me with their "Best in Show" award.

Many special fanks to Maggie, Zoey and their Mommy!

Daddy's Teknical Korner

2008-05-07T14:52:00.000-07:00

Today we'll be discussing the most effective way to get a virus off your laptop, according to Daddy.

(Here's a picture of daddy)

First of all, a little background: Daddy is a handyman who works lots with his hands. He's not as computer literate as me or mommy, but he's learned fast in just a few years.

Okay, so let's first talk about how viruseses get on the laptop. Daddy says it just happens for no reason and he has no idea why his innernet program goes haywire sometimes. Tabs pop up like crazy and his screen blinks on and off.

(here I am, talking to Daddy about his innernet problems)

Mommy bought him a nice anti-virus program, but Daddy says that his method is better: First, when your laptop starts to act funny, you slap it shut, real fast! Second, you turn it over and rip out its battery. This makes the problem go away!

Until he turns it back on. Then it goes haywire again. He says he hasn't figured out how to fix that part yet.

EDIT: Daddy finks this post is very funny. He knows Mommy likes to tease him about the funny things he does. But he'd also like to point out that his laptop worked fine all afternoon today!

Look at mah belleh!

2008-05-07T06:00:00.001-07:00

Kilroy: Mommy can't resist mah belleh. Look at mah belleh!

Kilroy: Dis is what I show mommy and she's can't RESIST but to touch it. And DAT's when I give her the bitey! She's like all... "Oh Killy, your belleh looks so soft and fuzzy" and I'm like, "Dat's right woman, touch the belleh."

Kilroy: And then she touches it and I SHOOT HER WIT MAH LASER BEAM EYES so that she'll go get me some tuna!
Macy: Geez Kilroy, knock it off. You don't have laser eyes. You show your belly because you're trying to sell your body for food.

Kilroy: But....but... look at mah belleh! It so cute! Don't no one wanna give me food if I show mah belleh? Mommy, don't you wanna touch mah belleh?

Macy: Don't touch his belly mom, he just wants to bite you.

Kilroy: But I even have the white poobic fur.... see? Dat makes it cuter, right?

Macy: Puh-leeze, fatso. Mom's gonna be more careful now.

Kilroy: Meanie. *sigh* I gonna chase you more tomorrow, Macy. I too depressed now.

Mommy: Oh Killy, you look so cute!!

Kilroy: Mommy, wanna touch mah belleh?

And thus ends another episode of mommy getting suckered by the belleh - again.

Meme Time!

2008-05-06T09:50:00.000-07:00

Here I am looking sexah.

The very awesome Sweets the Cat tagged me for my very first meme!

The rules are as follows:

The rules of the game get posted at the beginning.

Each player answers the questions about themselves.

At the end of the post, the player then tags 4 or 5 people and post their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves a comment, letting them know that they have been tagged and asking them to read your blog.

Let the person who tagged you know when you have posted your answer.

1.What was I doing 10 years ago? - Mommy finks I was a dirty old man before I became a cat because I like to thoroughly inspect people with my eyes when they're nekkid. That was prob'ly ten years ago.

2.What are the 5 things on my to do list for today - Sleep, Terrorize Macy (the stinky *other* cat), Scratch the sofa while daddy can't yell at me, Meow at the back door until I drive the penned doggies nuts, and Jump out of my new litterbox like I'm a stunt cat in a movie so that all the crystals stuck in my pads will come flying out and fall all over the floor and make a big mess so that when mommy and daddy come home, they'll say "What have those cats been doin' in the litter box???"

3. Snacks I enjoy - TUNA!!! Daddy always feeds me whenever he makes a meal with stuff in it that is okay for me to eat, especially TUNA!! I follow him around the kitchen going "Rowr? rowr? rowr? rowr?" until he feeds me some.

4. Things I would do if I were a billionaire - Buy lots and lots of Tuna. And I'd shave Macy cuz her fur gets EVERWHERE. And then I'd have saddles made especially for the doggies so they could become my trusty steeds and take me around the house and through the woods. Then I'd have a carriage made so the doggies could pull me.

5. Three of my bad habits - I don't have bad habits cuz mommy says I'm so perfect!

6. Five places I have lived - The ditch where mommy found me, Gramma's house, Granpa's house (mommy was trying to figure out where to live), a one bedroom apartment and now an ancient house built in 1939 where there are ghosts, but I chase 'em away, rawr!

7. Five jobs I have had - Ghost Chaser, Ex-Boyfriend Maker (see, I turned stupid boys in mommy's life from boyfriends into ex-boyfriends before daddy came along, cuz how dare they try to take my mommy away from me? But daddy is way cool so I was nice to him), House Protector, Snuggle Machine and Tough Guy who runs away at the sight of his own shadow.

Now to tag others! I would like to tag:

The Taylor Catsssss

Daisy the Curly Cat

Cat-a-holic, Lilly & Laila

And Maggie and Zoey at Zoolatry!

PS - I won't be sad if you guys decide you don't wanna do this meme. :)

Catster test results!

2008-05-05T17:13:00.000-07:00

So mommy had me take the Catster test that everycat was doing, and I'm... Simon Cowell!!

Mommy, what kind of answers did you put in there to come up with that???

"Simon Cowell
Hard to Please
Enterprising, brassy and not afraid to meow what's on his mind, Kilroy is Idol-maker Simon Cowell!
There's no beating around the bush with Kilroy and flattery will get you nowhere. Kilroy calls it like he sees it, and stands firm on all fours behind his decisions. The cat definitely does not have Kilroy's tongue—some of his pals think he's bitter and confrontational, while others find him to be impawsibly hilarious. Kilroy's influence on those around him is remarkable, and he takes advantage of this fact and uses it wisely. Behind his no-nonsense mask, Kilroy is a perceptive sponge, taking in what he sees and hears around him, and then figuring out how to make it look, or sound, better."

Nope, I don't think mommy put in the right answers. I love to be flattered cuz I know it's all true! But mommy says I do say what's on my mind! That, and I am a very materialistic cat. When I know I own somefing, I'm very happy about it cuz mommy gave it to me and it's mine. Even if I can't use it, I still love knowing that somefing belongs to me.

Birfday present!!

2008-05-03T18:23:00.000-07:00

Mommy had a birfday on Friday, so Gramma and Daddy conspired and got her a gift that she could give to me! (and that stinky Macy)

'Cept I got the one with the big purple privacy lid! Fanks, mommy!!

She previously had my old litter box at the base of the kitty condo that she made for me:

(It's underneath that weird bottom part. That weird bottom part used to slam on her head when she cleaned my litter box)

My litter box is now NEXT to my kitty condo (on the floor, cuz now there's no kitty "tootsie rolls", as Gramma calls 'em, for the doggies to eat) and she's using the old litter box compartment for storage of my stuff. She can't put the new auto-super-matic litter box inside the kitty condo or else she wouldn't be able to see how many times Macy and I use our new auto-super-matic box.

Escapin' the stoopid dogs

2008-05-02T05:00:00.001-07:00

I almost couldn't blog today cuz those stoopid dogs were chasin' me!

Here I am, on mommy and daddy's table, trying not to get slobbered on. You can see that mommy hasn't swept/vacuumed yet.

DIS is what I'm running from. Why are you just taking pictures, mommy? Aren't you going to save me? They want to slime me!

I know Sadie doesn't want to hurt me, but look at her licking those Cujo teef! And her eyes glow like the debil!

Well, the doggies are now on the porch so I can play while mommy is at work. Now I can chase the stinky creamsicle around.

To the cat community

2008-05-01T13:59:00.000-07:00

Everyone is being so nice and welcoming! Fanks everybody, especially Daisy! There are so many web pages to purr-ouse! I will do my best to look at them all.

Now that mommy's home from work, she's going to try to fix my web page to look a little nicer.

Knock Knock!

2008-05-01T10:25:00.000-07:00

This is for the fundraiser that Camie's Kitties is raising fur Lilly Lu, Mu Shue and Iris.

Kilroy the Love Beastie: Knock Knock!

Macy the Creamsicle: Who's dere?

Kilroy the Love Beastie: Rawr!!

Macy the Creamsicle: Rawr Who?

Kilroy the Love Beastie: There's no "Rawr who" here! What I mean is RAWR!! I's gonna bites your toes again!

Macy the Creamsicle: Eeeeek!! Hiss!! Rowr!!! :::runs away:::

Kilroy the Love Beastie: That's right, hairball! Run away! This is my house!

(Minutes later)

Macy the Creamsicle: Knock Knock!

Kilroy the Love Beastie: Who's there?

Macy the Creamsicle: Yergunna!

Kilroy the Love Beastie: Yergunna who?

Macy the Creamsicle: Yergunna get it!

:::Macy rubs peanut butter on Kilroy's fur:::
:::The dogs round the corner and see their favorite treat on their favorite cat:::

Leah: Num num!!!

Sadie: Ohboy ohboy! Peanut butter a la Kilroy!

Kilroy the Love Beastie: ...NO!!!! :::runs and hides behind the bed:::

Macy the Creamsicle: I told you not to Knock Knock me around anymore!

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Okay, that was corny. It's all mommy's fault. I didn't know any good knock-knock jokes so she suggested an action sequence. Last time I listen to a fledgling script writer.

First post!

2008-05-01T08:53:00.000-07:00

Hello everycat! (especially kyoot gurl cats!)

This is my first post and I am very happy that my mommy has let me start blogging! I've been following the cat community for a little while... I've been purraying for Lilly Lu, Mu Shue and Iris (I will try to post a knock-knock joke today) as well as Miral. I got all worried when Mao ran away from home. I clapped my paws when Cecil decided to keep blogging (way to go Cecil!) and any time I've had a bad day, Daisy the Curly Cat's blog always cheered me up. So I finally decided to make my own blog! (Fanks for the encouragement, Daisy!). I also think that Grayson is quite a handsome mancat - he could be my brudder!

My mommy loves me so much and she sometimes refers to me as her "ditch rat." Don't worry, it's an affeshunate name! She found me in a ditch by a busy road, next to a hotel because she was trying to help a friend whose car broke down right there. She says I was the only kitty there, but some construktion workers said the rest of my family was somewhere back behind the hotel.

Here I am as an itty bitty kitty! As you can see in the top photo, I am a handsome mancat now.

I mewed lots and came out, and mommy tried to grab me, but I was scairt and ran back in the drainage tunnel! When I came out the second time, mewing "Somebody please help me!" she didn't miss and she got me! Then she put me in her car and took me home. She had no cat food but I was a starving little kitten, so she tore some baloney into little pieces and put it in milk. I know some peoples say that stuff's no good for kittens, but it made me VERY happy. She hasn't done it again. Why haven't you given me more baloney soup, mommy?

I'm four years old now and I've always protected my mommy! When she had boyfriends in the past, I'd let her know they weren't right for her by cannonballing onto them while they slept, annoying them with my noisy toys when they wanted quiet, and one time I even jumped on some guy's thigh and dug all my claws and all my fangers into him!! But she finally found my real daddy, and I love love love him.

I have a cat-sister named Macy. She's one year younger than me but she's twice as stinky! She gets into my litter box and makes a mess! She's very new in our house because my ginger tabby sister Hannah went to the rainbow bridge and mommy didn't want me to be lonely. Mommy loves Macy, but I chase that stinky creamsicle (she's orange, white and fluffy) around to show her who's boss!

Dat's right Macy, stay away from my mommy!

<--This was my Hannah Bears. I know she'll come back to me someday!

And then there are the dogs. 1 year 4 mos old Leah the Australian Shepherd and 5 mos old Sadie the Golden Retriever/Rottie mix. Mommy, why'd you have to bring those stoopid things home? They just want to slobber on me and chase me around. (Don't tell mommy, but I'm secretly starting to like the doggies. I play with them a little, but I pretend that I don't like it. I don't think mommy knows that sometimes I'm just trying to get their attention, especially when I strut around in front of them.)

<--- Here's a picture of one of those stoopid dogs. Dis one's Leah. That's it for now! Mommy says she has to get back to work. I will post again soon!