Thursday, June 24, 2010

Uh Oh



Toby, Toby, Toby (shakes head sadly).
You're in trouble AGAIN. What did he do, you ask? I'll tell you...

He JUMPED ON THE STOVE this morning.
Happily it was off and cold but can you imagine if it wasn't?

Why? He wanted the Mom's attention and
she was wrestling with the garbage can. He's an impatient Orange Cat, for sure.

Anyway, she got very upset and scolded him, and he
went off and sulked for awhile.

Reporting to you live -
the good kitteh,
Leia

Monday, June 21, 2010

T.S. Eliot "The Naming of Cats"

The Naming of Cats is a difficult matter,
It isn't just one of your holiday games;
You may think at first I'm as mad as a hatter
When I tell you, a cat must have THREE DIFFERENT NAMES.

First of all, there's the name that the family use daily,
Such as Peter, Augustus, Alonzo or James,
Such as Victor or Jonathan, George or Bill Bailey -
All of them sensible every day names.

There are fancier names if you think they sound sweeter,
Some for the gentlemen, some for the dames:
Such as Plato, Admetus, Electra, Demeter -
But all of them sensible everyday names.

But I tell you, a cat needs a name that's particular,
A name that's peculiar, and more dignified,
Else how can be keep up his tail perpendicular,
Or spread out his whiskers, or cherish his pride?

Of names of this kind, I can you a quorum,
Such as Munkustrap, Quaxo, or Coricopat,
Such as Bombalurina or else Jellylorum -
Names that never belong to more than one cat.

But above and beyond there's still one more name left over,
And that is the name that you never will guess;
The name that no human research can discover -
But THE CAT HIMSELF KNOWS, and will never confess.

When you notice a cat in profound meditation,
The reason, I tell you, is always the same:
His mind is engaged in a rapt contemplation
Of the thought, of the thought, of the thought of his name:
His ineffable effable
Effanineffable
Deep and inscrutable singular Name.

The Princess on her Throne


Mom calls this my "Pillow Throne".
It's where I like to sleep on the big bed. It's a good spot;
I can see the door and keep watch on my
Mom and Toby while they sleep. And, of course, rule the rest of the house.

Saturday, June 19, 2010

What Are We Doing This Weekend?

Well, we're doing this...

and this...

So we're having a good weekend. :)


PS: The CB's own beautiful Praline is having an auction to help her the Mom get green papers for her Stabby Place bills. There's also stuff you can buy outright. Our the Mom found something she really liked, so maybe you will too. Have a great weekend, furriends!

Thursday, June 17, 2010

Flashback Friday


When I was just a bit smaller, I had a real luff for napping in the Hoomin Litter Box Room sink. It was purrfectly shaped, very cool and comfy. It's true I've gotten a bit bigger and can't really fit in the sink anymore, but that's ok. I still haz my memories. Good times, good times.

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Wordless Wednesday


(This is also our entry into the Outstretched Paw Campaign).

Sunday, June 13, 2010

NO!!!!!!!

Dear Furriends,

We are very much disturbed here at Chez Whiskeratti. Awhile back, Leia & I put our heads together and killed off the noisy beast our the Mom calls a "vacuum". It was a good day - no, a GREAT day for kitteh kind.

But now - she brought in a new noisy beast. How could she? It's going to take some doing to make this brand new noisy beast deaded, we think. So we're taking suggestions.

Unhappily yours-
Toby & Leia