Shhhh !!!

Pssst!! It's me, Toby. I'm hiding out today on the new ottoman, just because I feel like it. This is a great new hiding spot. Mom doesn't know where I am. Let's not tell her, ok?

Oh, and also - not a meow to her about the damage we've done to that chair, as you can see. She's usually pretty laid back about stuff like that, but no need to bring it to her attention.

Moms don't need to know EVERYTHING!

And Tardar Sauce Meows....

It Seems the War Goes On

Well, here we are, right after Chrissymouse. 

Turns out we were wrong - that Nikon thingie Mom 

got is a NEW Flashy Beast. Can you believe that??!

Our furriends tried to warn us, too.

In happier news, you can see us here enjoying our new

spot under the window. Mom got us this table,

made it comfy and pretty. We like it! And right beneath

it, you can see our fuzzy red blankie. That is especially nice.

Happy weekend!

Flashy Beast War - WON!!!

Furriends, we are so happy - our Mom threw away our Flashy Beast! 

She must have finally realized how annoying it is to

always be taking pictures of us.

Now we can rest easy.

PS: She did mention that something called a 

"Nikon" was on the way for her Chrissymouse present...

Wonder what that is?

A Campaign We Can All Support !

BREAKING NEWS!!

Our Mom wants everyone and their kitteh and woofie and 

fishie to know that Duchess Kate is expecting her first baby!

Buckingham Palace announced it today.

She's very excited. She's always greatly admired Princess Diana,

and thinks it's cool to follow her son and his new wife.

Extra nip for everyone to celebrate.

**Also, maybe a few purrayers for her. 

She is suffering from severe morning sickness.

The Injustice

My Mom was having this wonderfully delicious thing she calls "roast beast". All I can meow is, it smelled WONDERFUL!

I reallllly wanted some. Do you, my furriends, think she gave me some? As was right and proper?

NO! Even worse, she licked the gravy on the fork right in front of me. Oh, that was just cruel.

I even meowed my best and most demanding meow. And she still refused. Some silliness about not wanting my tender tummy to be upset.

Mean, that's what she is. Just mean.

- Toby

The Bridge Has a New Angel

Miss Huffle Mawson has passed on to the Bridge. 

We've been following her since before we had our own blog; 

we are very sad to see her go.

Teddy, it's all up to you now.

Kittehs Against Flashy Beasts

Do I *really* need to explain why our Moms, 

especially, shouldn't be able to use their F Bs on us??

This issue should be on the platform of

the next Feline Ruler of the World candidate.

Meow it, Kitteh!

Looky!

We wanted to show off what we won from Mrs. Stella for the caption contest.

Isn't it beautiful? Her mom made this cat flag, and we luff it!

It's going on our wall as soon as we find just the right spot for it.

Thank you so much, Mrs. Stella & Mom.

No Respect

Furriends, I take my napping VERY seriously. Especially when I settle in for my Great Morning Sleep, I work hard to choose just the right spot on the bed. I will move if it's not just purrfect.

I position myself properly. Then it's time for a spot of grooming to make sure my furs look their best while they sleep too. I'm all GQ that way.

And just when I lay down my head and close my eyes.... yes, you guessed it, here comes Mom to finish getting ready for the day. Which would be ok if she didn't keep wanting to snorgle me repeatedly and talking to me and everything. Where is my peace? I meow to you, no respect. None at all.

Wordless Wednesday

Welcome Raz!

We are so excited to welcome one of the CB's newest members, Raz! 

Dude, you got a fantastic forever home. 

And you will find many new furriends

here at the CB.

- Toby and Leia

Finally Friday

Of course, every day is Friday - or Caturday - for us, 

but our Mom is happy today, so we are too. W

e hope everyone has a pawsome weekend.

PS: We had a peaceful Hween night, but we are curious (hey, we're CATS!) 

if anyone has a great story to tell. 

Any particular ghouls or goblins that needed to be fought off at your house?

We heard about lion-kitten Quill's adventure!

Wednesday

Happy and safe Halloween, furriends.

Monday Monday

Mom says...

it's NOT all about me.

She says it's about Leia too.

What is up with that ?

My Princess

This is my Halloween princess. I remember when I first saw her... 

It was love at first sight!

Here is a closer view of her.

Monday Monday

Good morning, furriends! If you're house is anything like ours, you're hearing a lot of Monday morning grumbling. Take heart, they will be out the door soon and then it's nap time for us all.

We haz some exciting news - we won the caption contest over at Mrs. Stella's! We're so excited about that. We LUFF winning things. Plus, that picture was just amazing. You don't often see that with kittehs. Almost as amazing is that the hoomin over there managed to take that shot. Pawsome bit of photography!

In other news.... see, kittehs, stuff happens to our Mom when she goes out without us. Not that we want to go out, you understand, but she does need us to protect her. She went to Petsupermarket yesterday to shop for us. When she got to the counter to pay, the cashier had a SNAKE wrapped around his hand.

WHAT??? Seriously? She tried to point out that many people have phobias of creepy crawlies. Or at least a strong dislike. Like she does. He didn't get it. She said that if this becomes common, she'll stop going there.

Plus, just from a practical standpoint - he can only do half his job with one hand. What happens if he has to grab something with both hands suddenly? What does he do then? Fling the snake away? Squash it? Really?

Have a great week, furriends and their hoomins.

You know your cats own you when....

you really want to go take a nap, but 

both of them are cuddled up together

in YOUR spot.

So then you go watch something else 

online and hope at least one of them 

moves soon. :)

One of My Great Loves

I have a special love. I've had it since I was a kitten tot.

My Mommy's Hair.

The world was pretty big when I adopted her.

Her hair was a very safe, warm place to sleep.

And I've never stopped. Although now I have to

be satisfied with just sticking my head in her hair.

The world didn't get any bigger, but I sure did.   :)

Fare Thee Well, Diamond

The CB has lost another furriend, handsome, noble mancat Diamond. 

And we just celebrated his 16th birthday, too. Please go visit his family. 

If you have trouble with the capchas, condolences can be left with Huffle Mawson.

PS: Rainbow Bridge, we're sure you are a pawsome place to be,

but those of us still here really wish you'd stop

making travel arrangements for awhile.

We need our furriends on this side.

Monday Mystery

In our Facilities Area, we have two litterboxes side by side. Both are the same shape and size. They use the same liner and the same litter. They get cleaned the same times.

What Mom wants to know - why do we always prefer the one on the left, in the corner? That one is actually older than the one on the right. We don't use that much at all.

As kittehs, we have all the answers, but it's more fun to watch hoomins figure things out themselves. Good for the character too. If your 'rents have any suggestions though, feel free to share.

Caturday

Ok, so I got a little (Mom - a LOT!) barfy yesterday evening. It happens, right? 

And what does Mom do? Every time I went around a corner, she followed me,

wanting to see if I was yakking again. Every.Single.Time.

I swear, where's the privacy around here?

I really need a nap.

- Toby

Friday Has Come!

I am a beautiful, mysterious ladycat, spirited, with the most pawsome green eyes ever, 

and so very very smart. I have the most gorgeous cinnamon and white shading on my tummy. 

And I have termite teeth.

And I am very brave, a true huntress if I ever got outside.

I know this because Mom tells me EVERY DAY during our special snorgle times.

I give her many nose rubs and head bonks in return.

And lots and lots of purrs, too.

Monster Hunters International

Ok, because we are such gracious felines, we've decided to allow our Mom to post something. Take it away, Mom! WE are going back to sleep.

I love the Monster Hunters International book series by Larry Correia, and I'm an avid follower of his blog. He's done quite well, and his career was made successful by word of mouth and fan support. He's very accessible to his fans, something I appreciate very much.

MHI is all about guns and killing the bad things we always suspected were under our beds, but our parents swore couldn't be. Vampires, werewolves, zombies, anything with a body or exoskeleton that can be verified to the federal government to receive a bounty, or PUFF. Larry is extremely well versed in gun culture and mechanics, having owned a gun store for many years, so he gets the details right. He has an awesome imagination and his writing style is very fast paced, and engaging. No one will ever get bored reading his books.

MHI has grown to be enormously popular, and as a result there are many fan questions. Such as, how much PUFF on a werewolf? That kind of thing. To answer the many burning issues, Larry is working on a Monster Hunter International Employee Handbook and Roleplaying Game. He's using Kickstarter to fund the project. It's a month long, and he has asked his fans to get the word out to help him fund this project. I'll be kicking in some green papers on Friday myself. (PS: I don't do the games myself, it's the Handbook I really want).

Because I'm a devoted fan, I'm helping to spread the word. Below you will find links to his blog, Kickstarter and more details on the Employee Handbook. Now, given that many of the CB are women, as I am, you may well ask yourself why you should be interested in books about guns.

Myself, I know nothing about guns, and tend to skip most of those details. What I love are many of his characters, ESPECIALLY Agent Franks (actually Frankenstein's Monster) of the government Monster Control Bureau, and Earl Harbinger, head of MHI. Who is, by the way, a werewolf. But he's a good werewolf.

I love Larry's sense of humor and the way he turns the usual fairy tales on their heads. You won't believe what he's done with the elves, for example. Legolas & Galadriel, they ain't. My point being, all you need is to love imagination and good writing, and you will find a lot to appreciate in his books.

So, perhaps you already like his work and didn't know this was happening... maybe your husband/boyfriend/son loves it and would like to know.. or maybe you just want to pick up something new for your Kindle. Please check it out!

Linkys:

Larry's blog
Kickstarter Project
Handbook details

Mancat Monday

Mom.

I can totally make biscuits while laying down.

It's called being EFFICIENT!

Silly hoomin.

Happy Caturday !

We are wishing all of our furrriends and their families a most wonderful Caturday.

The Bridge Has a New Angel

Our dear furriend Tamir has gone on ahead, to be with his sisfur Sniffie. 

This is our first experience with a CB family who has lost more than one kitteh,

as we remember Sniffie. 

It's a very sad first.

Please go by and comfort his family. We all know how much this hurts.

- Toby, Leia & Cathy

A Matter of Trust

Mom, look into these eyes. Don't you see the innocence, the absolute inability to lie?

So, do you really think I'd run outside if you walk away and leave the side door screen open?

I would never!

Signed,
Toby

This is Mr Ducky

Leia & I would like to present to you... Mr Ducky. He comes from a fine lineage of the Ducky Clan, and we are very honored to have him in our home.

He's very vocal too. He's always quacking and quacking and quacking. The best time to get him all talkative is early in the morning, around 4-5 am. That's when we are most awake. Of course, Mom is not at her most awake then, but really, she should be. We're doing her a favor by getting her started on her day.

Wisdom Wednesday

The Power of the Paw

Mom and I LUFF to play the game of the Power of the Paw.  It is amusing - for me - and helps keep my Mom alert. She never knows when the Paw will strike!

The game set up: laying in bed with Mom. There are two basic moves:

1. In mouth.

I get the highest scores for putting it right into her mouth. That's a premium move, kitten tots, takes a lot of effort and precise timing to get it just right on target. But the squeals are pawsome when it happens. And then she jumps up and runs into the Giant Litter Box Room to wash out her mouth. Kind of ruins it, but there's no stopping her.

2. On the mouth.

This one is easier. Just lay it across the lips, and you're done. Not as much of a high scoring move, but a good choice if you're feeling lazy and still want to get a reaction.

Note: it's very impawtant to play games with your hoomin. Keeps them happy and healthy.

Mo Cats Day

Our Mom - ASSAULTED!

We always KNEW this would happen! 

This is why our Mom needs to let us outside, so we can protect her when she is assaulted by.... 

VICIOUS CHICK-HENS!    

The story: She was coming back from an early morning errand, when she sees that there are four vicious chick-hens (she didn't know they were vicious then) clustered around the front door. Which is odd, because we've never seen any here before (we live on a city street). She gets out of her car to come inside and then...

ATTACCCCKKKKK!!!!

One of them comes for her - and keeps on coming! She can't get in the house! Oh no! (note to all the Moms out there: purses are very useful for keeping murderous poultry away). She breaks free and runs inside. SAFE!


Mom's note: Turns out that they belong to the neighbors, and are escape artists. Also, they weren't actually attacking, they assume any human coming towards them has food for them. I assumed they were being territorial. Still, this ranks as one of the oddest experiences of my life.      :)

It's Thursday

Meh. 

It's soggy and warm here. Not much going on with us.

Anybody having fun out there?

How.... WHY?

Our Mom is very impressed with this demonstration of fine feline flexibility.

Also confused. She can see the how - barely - though she would
NEVER have thought it would be done.

It's the WHY that really confuses her.

WE know the answer, but we're not telling.
There must be some mystery between kittehs and KittehMoms.

PS: This is NOT our Toby! We're strictly indoor folks.
Mom say this pic was on the Interwebz.

The Life of Leia

I'm a very busy lady kitteh. Mom is always saying so. It's true - I do have a lot to do.

I'm very active with my toys. They require constant biting, chewing, bunnykicking and pummeling. I do nap a lot, but not nearly as much as the Great Orange Behemoth. We're lucky if HE moves at all.

I also pull a lot of guard and monitoring duty. I'm the one who checks for Ebil Introoders and strange noises. I patrol the premises here, making sure that all squirrels are watched carefully. And bugs in the house? Forget getting by my keen eye, wigglers. I've got a paw ready to stamp down on your insectarian foolishness. Be warned! I show no mercy!

And then there's the other thing. Mom swears it's true, but she's never seen me at it..  and I won't tell. No kitteh ever would, but she's convinced I'm one of the Fae. That I teleport to visit my friends and relatives there. That I can see things here that no one else can, because sometimes I get crazy for no reason. Well, Toby can (maybe, I'm not saying definitively, you understand) but he won't put out the energy.

PS: We're very excited about Thursday. Miss Sparkle is answering a request for advice from our furriend Quill over at Housecat Confidential. We can't wait! Tune in, kittehs.

BREAKING NEWS!!

Our Mom was out early this morning getting breakfast

and on the way back - she saw a BOBCAT!

He was drinking from a puddle.

She said he didn't even look up when 

she drove right by him.

We're all very excited about this.

PS: We live in the city, not the country.

Midnight Madness

Yes, Mom, it WAS neccessary to yak on the bed.

At 12:20 am.

Four times.

No, it doesn't bother me a bit that you had to replace the bedding.

At 12:20 am.

I'm rather proud of my efforts.

PS: Speaking of proud - did everyone see Harley's Yak Attack over at Daisy's blog? 

WOW! Were we ever impressed. 

Tabby Tuesday

Furriends, we luff laundry days. 

That's one thing our hoomin is very good at doing - 

making our blankies all nice and clean smelling. 

We both just got our favs all washed and 

put back on our beds. :)

Time for a nice long nap! 

ZZZzzzzzz

The Wrong Kind of Excitement

Toby:
Furriends, we luff exciting events - squirrel and bird watching, leaf chasing through the window, a good game of Chase the Red. We DON'T like 5 am visits from men in big boots and scary outfits, with trucks and flashing lights.

PS: That pee wasn't mine. No matter what any(Mom) tells you, it wasn't. Maybe it was Leia. Or Not Me. Not Me does a lot of naughty things. (Why do girls never get blamed for random pee??)

MOM:
Everything turned out ok. I woke up to a strong burning smell in our bedroom. No smoke. The Fire Dept's best guess was that the AC unit's belt temporarily slipped.

This situation was like a mini emergency response drill. I got Toby in his carrier easily, but Leia went UTB, and I just couldn't get to her. One carrier required my stepladder to get to. I'd say we failed, but luckily there were no consequences.

The cats are still obviously distressed, but recovering. My landlord was in the house earlier today, and possibly AC technicians, and they really dislike anything that disturbs their peaceful home. (So do I).

So now I have a list in my head for the future: have both carriers immediately available in the closet. Block off UTB access permanently (this will not be popular). The trickiest part is Leia. How can I maneuver her into a safe place for easy access? She's fast and slippery and DESPISES being grabbed.

I'm very open to suggestions, but right now my best idea is to create a disguised den from a dog crate behind the bed. If I can convince her that's the new safe hiding place, I can just shut the door and get her out safely. Best if they are both in there.

Here's hoping that none of us will need to know how we'll do in our Emergency Response.

Toby Puts Down His Paw

Mom! I am NOT your personal Wooby.

I don't even know what that is,

but I know I'm not it!

Cousins Max & Lola

Life is good.  I *finally* convinced my hoomin to get me a stroller 

so I can enjoy running with the big dogs.  And yes, my walking 

companion is a big dog.  90 pound Great Dane puppies just are BIG.  

 

Now, if can just convince the horse to quit crashing into my stroller, 

life will be GREAT.

 

 

International Box Day

Here we are, celebrating International Box Day!

Not Us

Nope, Mom, we have no idea who brought the yummy 

nip squirrel into bed recently. 

Twice. 

Maybe it was you ?

We're Way Beyond Smacky Paws Now

Early this morning, we got into a huge battle, and it woke up Mom. We both had big tails, doing the hissing and growling, it was ugly. She chased Leia into the bedroom and made me stay on the living room side of the door.

We're not telling, but Mom thinks we were hanging out at the glass doors and saw something that scared us, maybe another cat or raccoon. She really thinks it's a raccoon. Anyway, we got into this fight. As you can see, I may have..uhhh.. scratched Leia. I'm not admitting to that either. But there is a big gouge on her little nose, ending right where the eye begins, but it doesn't look like my (alleged) claw got into the eye.

Well, every time Leia looked out the glass, we started up again. Mom kept getting between us, and I even almost bit her. My fangs brushed her leg but I changed my mind at the last second, even though I still had a Big Tail. I was pretty upset, but I know that putting the bitey for real is NEVER a good idea.

Finally Mom banished us from the glass doors, blocking it up so we can't see anything that might upset us. Which means it's a boring day here.