Seriously?

Snugglebunny. Great Orange One. Precious little angel. Fuzzy Wuzzy. Orange Butt. Baby Boo (seriously? Baby Boo?). Munchkins. Pretty pretty princess. Snuggum wuggums. Do either of us LOOK like a snuggum wuggum??

Clearly, our hoomin has lost her freakin' mind. Do you think we could trade her in for a model that doesn't do baby talk?

Well, ok, I kinda like Great Orange One. But the rest... pleh.

You know what day it is....

Woofy Wednesday

That Sticky Little Person was back again. At night, no less, when I'm settling down for the day. And the slaps and hair pulling weren't enough this time. Oh no, the SLP had a new act this night. Screeching. In. My. Ear. I thought about biting, just a tactful knock-it-off type bite, but you know how the Big People are when it comes to babies. They get upset if you even just show teeth, much less use them! So, I removed myself. I went under the bed. Far under the bed. No, it was not hiding, like *she* said. Just ... moved. - Cousin Max

PS:

Today, Miss Daisy Curly Cat is SIX YEARS old! Woo!!! Everybody go by and wish her a wonderful, pawsome birthday. http://daisythecurlycat.blogspot.com/

One of THOSE Days

Furriends, our Mom must be stopped. Seriously. She has strangers coming AGAIN this morning to "werk" on the house. This time it will be under the house. They'll be banging around and making noise and it will just be weird. Why why why must she do these things that interfere with our naptime???

(Mom's note: We're getting our crawlspace insulated today).

Moving on to happier things: We got an award! Our very first award, from Miss Huffle Mawson! Thank you, thank you, thank you!!

Finally Friday

We made it!

Let the puppehs howl and the kittehs yowl!

All raise a floofy paw in celebration of this joyous occasion!

Woofy Wednesday

Does she think I'm a water dog? Good grief! After monsoon type rain all morning, she comes home at lunch and thinks I'm actually going to go out. Ha. Usually I tease a little and let her get to the top of the steps before I refuse to go further. Not that day. Nope. She opened the front door and I got to the sill and did a 180. Knocked the door lock to the floor, I did, just to make a point! Next time, she'd better know better than to try and drag me out into a hurricane.

- Cousin Max

Trust. We haz it.

Together, we can handle the world