Wednesday - The First Rule

Mom wanted to get in bed and read.

She looked at Leia (upper right, behind the first pillow).

She looked at me.

Saw that we were purrfectly placed to make it impossible

for her to get in without messing with at least one of us.

So she went away. We win!

...Rule #1 : Never Disturb the Sleeping Kitteh

Mancat Monday

Toby: Ha! As if! How can it be M M if Mom makes me share it with my sisfur?

Leia: Why yes, I do live life on the edge. How did you know?

Mom: Seriously, she was right there, not an inch to spare.

Toby: Grump. Fine, I'm gonna find some other place to sleep.
Clearly this one is TOO CROWDED!

and now for a PSA from Mom:

On Caturday we had an intense torrential downpour that lasted about 30 minutes.

I looked out the window and saw all this flooding, which I've never seen before here.

That space in the upper left hand corner is where the ditch is.
It's a pretty deep ditch, with a drainpipe. Not that you could tell from this.

I discovered when the rain stopped that one end was completely
clogged with leaves all the way to the top of the pipe. I had no idea. 

I'm still in awe of how FAST that water flooded. 

So yeah, peeps, check your ditches before your next hard rain is scheduled.

Hi, fellow furry folks! We made it to Friday, so that makes mom happy.

So recently Toby made a big deal about his names, but I have a name story too!

Mom believes the naming of cats is VERY impawant. Originally, I was Dulcie.

pawse while I shudder at that happily brief memory

But it really didn't suit me. I mean, do I LOOK like a Dulcie to you?

No. No, I do not.

So, Mom went to work figuring out what name, in fact, I belonged to.

After consultations with Auntie Mary and much thought, the name Leia came to be.

And naturally, I am a Princess, so that part was easy. 

Just so we are clear, my name and title has
N O T H I N G to do with that other Princess Leia.

Happy Friday, and Caturday, to all.

Turtle Tuesday!

Yep, we are DARING to be rebels, and post this turtle selfie today, not on Sunday!
(in other words, we're being cats, doing just what we wanna do.)

Mom went to her own new Stabby Place today, and they had a fish tank with two turtles.
This lil guy wanted to get up close and purrsonal, so here he is.

Actually there are two turtles, he's just the small one.

Mom is a big turtle fan, herself.

Now back to the felines.

I was kind of bummed this weekend. There was an Event in the living room.

I was sitting looking out the window at the ebil introoder, the black kitteh Mom feeds,

just walking by cool as you please. In MY yard. I held it together, just a swishing tail,

but when I looked behind me to see if Mom was appreciating my coolness,

what did I see??

She was sitting with Leia in her chair, petting her!

Indignity in front of me and behind me.

So I found a quiet place where I could pull myself together
and contemplate the unfairness of life.

Mom said I was sulking, but what does SHE know??

** Colehaus Cats lost their beautiful ginger girl, Sunny. 

We are so sorry to hear of that, but we take comfort knowing how loved

and cared for she was.

Happy Caturday

Happy Caturday, furriends!

This is a flashback pic from our time in North Carolina.

A bit of Did You Know for today:

Mom loves to sing silly song snippets at us. 

One of her favs - the Monkees' theme song.

"hey hey we're the Monkees, people say we monkey around,

but we're too busy singing, to put anybody down" ****

for any of you younger peeps who don't know it.

Also, the sticky lil peeps' song, Pop Goes the Weasel.

All we can say is, as often as we're forced to listen,
it's a good thing no real weasels are a poppin', cuz that would be.... a really huge mess!

Yes, this is our life. Mouses!

**** we just realized, that this is a really good thing to practice, especially in our current climate.

One Sentence Wednesday

That woman 

STEPPED. ON. MY.

 TAIL!

-Toby

PS: tail not pictured. It's in hiding. 

The Princess and the Pillowcase

It's really a shame when a princess can't be comfortable in her own home, don't you think?

Mom got a bit grumpy with me last night.

ALL I did was get on the bed and scrub off my paws on the pillowcase. It was fresh and clean and just put on the pillow the day before. And mom really loves high quality bed linens, so it felt just purrfect on my tiny, regal paws.

Well.... I *may* have just come from doing most unladylike business in the facilities area. That possibly might have formed the basis of her 3am complaint.

Really, she should understand, a princess like me deserves only the best! And hey, we've got more fresh pillowcases for tonight!

Happy Tuesday, furriends.