Sunday Award

Danielle kindly gave us this award. Thank you, Danielle!! ::nosetaps

The rules say we have to share nine things about us, so here goes:

1. Leia LUFFS, LUFFS, LUFFS her Turbo Track. Beyond reason.

2. Toby is just as passionate about his nip toys, especially the hamsters from Cat Faeries.

3. For both of us, we are devoted to having as much Porch Time as we can.

4. When we eat, the bowl on the right ALWAYS gets empty first. Exactly the same bowl as the other, but we have to eat from that one first.

5. Toby almost never jumps straight onto the Mom's bed (our bed) from the entry side. He has to walk around to the other side before he jumps. Even he doesn't know why.

6. Leia's fav summer sleep place is on the washing machine. Mom bought a purple down throw just for her to put there.

7. Mom goes SQUEEE a lot over Leia's tummy furs. She has a mix of white, black, gray and especially cinnamon tufts.

8. We both luff to drink from the kitchen faucet. Our the Mom is pretty good about turning it on for us.

9. Toby has a very sensitive tummy. Leia doesn't.

We're passing this on to any kitteh who would like to participate! Woo!!

Finally Friday

Yes, woman, it IS quite neccessary

to attack your nose like that.

Sheesh. Whiner.

PS: Happy Memorial Day weekend to every kitteh & their hoomins!

Wordless Wednesday

When I was but a tiny kitten tot of four weeks, I came to live with my Mom. I discovered pretty early on that her hair was the BEST place to hang out in.

It made me feel safe and warm. For a long time I'd sleep snuggled up to her neck, all hidden. But pretty soon I got too big to fit. But hey, my head still fits there, so I go with that these days.

Every day I have to spend some quality snorgle time this way, especially when she comes home from werk. (Occasionally I even drool a little). She's a good egg. I think I'll keep her.

Cousin Max

Our woofie cousin, Max, who lives in Florida,

needs your purrayers. His liver is being a bit cranky lately, and

today he's going to the Stabby Place for an ultrasound to check for tumors and such.

Update:

They didn't find anything on the ultrasound, but still don't know

why the bloodwerk isn't right. So Max is on meds for the next three months.

Thank you every kitteh for your purrayers!

Oops

Finally Friday

Wow, are we ever glad it's Friday. I mean, every day is Friday for us kittehs, of course, but ... All of you who have to listen to your Moms and Dads complain about werk know what we mean. And even when they aren't yowling about it, still, they AREN'T HOME and that can be bad.

We need stuff you know. Like Porch Time.. more foods... fresh running water from the sink... napping partners... head scritches... clean litterboxes... which require thumbs. To be fair, even if we had thumbs we'd still need hoomins to actually do these things. Kittehs do NOT do menial labor, after all.

So yeah.. bring on the Friday! We hope everyone has a fantastic weekend.

Wordless Wednesday

Kitteh Proverbs

• "Thou art the Great Cat, the avenger of the Gods, and the judge of words, and the president of the sovereign chiefs and the governor of the holy Circle; thou art indeed...the Great Cat." - Inscription on the Royal Tombs at Thebes

  
  

  
  
  
• "A cat's eyes are windows enabling us to see into another world." - Irish Legend

The Hiding Place

This is my most special hiding place. Right in front of the couch, behind the slipcover. It's a really good spot. Nobody can see me here. Sometimes the Mom calls and calls for me, but I stay hidden because a mancat just needs an occasional break from it all.

But lately... I've started to wonder. COULD she know where I am? I don't see how... I am very well hidden here... but every so often I feel like something is patting me through the slipcover... No. She couldn't possibly know.

Right? Hmmmm.....

- Toby

Sorta Wordless Wednesday

PS: Fin over at Housecat Confidential has her squeekin' new book available!

We already got ours in PDF. We can't wait for our the Mom to get home to read it to us.

Vote with the Island Cats!

Hey everyone! The Island Cats have some very impawtant news to share: they need help getting votes to win a grant; it will allow their group to fund a spay & neuter clinic in their area. And we all know how important it is to control the pet population. So please help them out and go vote:

http://www.island-cats.com/?p=8501&cpage=1#comment-28853

We did! Wooo!!!

In the Doghouse Now

Oohhhhhhh you'll never guess what happened Sunday night! Toby is in BIG, BIG trouble. He BIT the Mom. And she's really not happy with him now.

He was hanging out on the front porch enjoying the night breezes. Mom decided we had to come in, but Toby was doing his lounging thing and didn't wanna. Mom tried the various ways she uses to get him to come in, but he was just being stubborn. Finally she tried to get him on his feet but he was laying on his side, and rolled over on his back so he could wrap his paws around her arm and then he BIT her! Boy, was she mad.

Mom started fussing at him, so he finally came in. And I got a good look at her arm.. not bad, really. Barely any teeth marks at all, no broken skin or anything, but I think she's still a bit ticked at him.

But it was still kinda funny. I *never* do anything wrong. I'm starting to see why Ginger from Cory's blog likes her gossip sessions so much!

- Leia

The Weekend Report

What did we do this weekend? Pretty much this: