Christmas Caution

A Kitteh Christmas Poem

On the twelfth day of Christmas my hoomin gave to me:

Twelve bags of catnip!

Eleven tarter Pounce treats,

Ten ornaments hanging,

Nine wads of Kleenex,

Eight peacock feathers,

Seven stolen Q-tips,

Six feathered balls,

Five MILK JUG RINGS!

Four munchy house plants,

Three running faucets,

Two fuzzy mousies,

And a hamster in a plastic ball!!

- http://www.dezert-rose.com/humor/christmas/12days_cat.html

Woofy Wednesday

I'm a stud. I admit it. People see me and the first thing they have to ask is whether I'm male or female. (I'm a short dog, what can I say?) Then, when they find out, the second question is whether or not my person is willing to let me, uh, fulfill my manly duties with a female they know. If it wasn't for the fact I'm fixed, my person could retire and spend all her time with me. We'd be living large on my stud fees. Hehehe. - Cousin Max

Do you hear what I hear??

Wait... is it... it's getting closer... YES IT IS!! It's Santy Claws' reindeer!!! They are getting worked up for the Big Day!! I can hear their sleigh bells jingling from here. I hope they're coming here - have I been good enuff this year?? Hmm... I think so.

How 'bout you? Are you on the Nice or Nawty List?

Splort Warning !!!!!!

Attention all Kittehs & their Hoomins:

Be warned that heads might well 'asplode from the extreme kyootness of this video.

http://www.pawnation.com/2009/12/03/suprised-kitty-rampages-across-nation/?icid=main|main|dl7|link4|http%3A%2F%2Fwww.pawnation.com%2F2009%2F12%2F03%2Fsuprised-kitty-rampages-across-nation%2F

That is all.

- Toby and Leia

Things to Know About Leia

Hi, it's me, Leia! And I'm taking over today. I've watched the blog posts with concern - I don't get nearly enough time here. Between Toby and cousin Max... but I know they want to keep me quiet cuz I am so much cuter than they are. I'd steal the show. So here we go!

Things to Know About ME:

1. I LUFF my Turbo Track. Beyond reason. It's completely my reason for living. I lay on it, sleep on it, sit on it, scratch it... just everything. And I know the TT totally.. you know... gets me. Unlike Toby. I luff him too but he isn't kind to me like the TT is!

2. My two fav nap places: the TT and the washing machine. My Mom put a nice purple down throw there just for me.

3. I used to be...well... between homes, shall we say. My Mom found me in the office of the Stabby Place on the counter, in a carrier. I really hated that. It was so horrid to be stuck in that plastic tomb. I watched people come and go but then one day... My Mom was there. She took me home, introduced me to Toby and let me adjust to my Forever Home in my own way and time. That was FIVE YEARS ago. That's like a squillion years ago!

4. I luff Porch Time. I have my very own space out there: my tent. I like to sit there like the Princess I am, and watch the world go by. Toby never goes in there, cuz he's too.. well... :whispers:: fat. Doesn't fit in it at all. (Don't tell him I said that. He'll sit on me and SQUASH me!).

5. Oh, yeah, my Mom calls me Princess cuz she thinks I'm totally regal and refined. And I'm a petite girl, a bit under nine pounds. She says I have the prettiest green eyes ever!

Well that's all for now... with a regal wave of my paw, I bid you all a good Thursday!!!

Woofy Wednesday

I'm a very patient and tolerant pup. I'll put up with growls, kittehs, Sticky Little People, etc. And just look on with the wisdom of my (13) years. But when a larger, meaner terrier who has been growling at me for a full year on my walks decides to charge *my* person, it's time to stand up and take action. So I did. And sounded larger than my real self, if I do say so. Too bad both people had good grips on their leashes. It was time to teach that mean dog a few lessons!