September 4th 2012 6:46 pm
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Wow! Mama had so much fun takin videos at the Scottish-Irish Festival in Hamilton that she could not resist gettin a brand new camcorder. Mama has always enjoyed tryin to film me and Gunnie playin and bathin each nuther and stuff. Now she will have a real video takin thingie. Mama is real eksitered bout this. She has been thinkin bout it for awhile, but finally she just started lookin at camcorders at Amazon. Mama founded one she liked, and when she checked the price, it was more than $100 less than the same camcorder even at Wallermart! Mama should have the new thingie by the time we go to Virgelle, so maybe she can film me and Gunnie havin some adventures at our cabin. Last year I checked out the big wood cookstove thingie. It is a good thing it was not hot cuz I climbed all over it. Then there was the kitty that lives down the road. I think his name is Garfield, and he wanted to come in our cabin, but Gunnie and I did not like him. Gunnie's tail got all poofy, and he growlered when he saw Garfy at the screen door. Mama and daddy let em look at each nuther, but they would not let Gunnie get close to the door.
Virgelle is Garfy's terror-tory, so mama was fraid he might spray pee pee on our stroller, so we had to keep it inside. There are lotsa wild animals there too, and porky-pines might eat on our stroller.
I am glad we have a good housitter cuz we are leavin tomorrow for Helena. Then less than a week later we are leavin for Virgelle, and mama will have the new camcorder thingie. I wanna be a movie star.
I hope we have an adventure while we are goned. If we do, I will try and write bout it in my diary.
August 29th 2012 1:13 pm
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Hey, kitties. Gunnie and I are home again, but we are alreddy gettin the campster cleaned to go out again. We are travelerin kitties for sure.
A terriblest thing happened. Gunnie and I found out the black rabbits at the campsterground are fake! The real black bunnies were bad and eated on the pickernik tables and stuff, so they catched em in trap thingies and sended em away. No wonder the bunnies would not talk to me cuz they were not real.
Mama and daddy spend lotsa time tryin to outsmart me and Gunnie, but they never get more than maybee a half step ahead of us. Every day after mama and daddy left, I worked and worked until I could get one of the pillows they stuffed behinder the couchie loose so I could go down behind the couchie and underneath next to the water tank. Mama and daddy would come home every evenin and have to lift the seat on the couchie up and take the front thingie off so I could get out. Finally mama said "Since we can't keep her from going down there, let's just leave the panel off so she can get out." They did that, and then one evening I sprised em by goin underneath and then comin back out the same way. It was squeezy, but I worked and worked until I wiggled back the "up" way. So...now mama and daddy know I was never really trapped. I do not even go there cuz I am skared; I just like small dark places, and that is the best one in the whole campster.
Mama bought bunchies of stuff; raw honey from the honey lady, a sterling silver Norse design handmade brooch/pendant, music CD's with bagsterpipin on em, and stuff like that at the Scottish-Irish Festival. She and daddy also went to the candy store downtown and gotted more than a pound of speshl chocolates. Guess what? They had the cutest little molded kitty faces, and mama and daddy bought two just like me and Gunnie! They kept eatin on nuther stuff not wantin to eat the kitty faces, but finally last night they could not resist, so the little kitty faces are goned. Mama bitened hers and ripped off the ears first, but daddy was carefuller and used a knife to make slices on his.
I wanna thank everykitty who sent me congratulasuns, good wishies, and prezunts when I was kitty of the week. I pollergize that we probly will not get everbuddy thanked for awhile yet. We like to p-mail everybuddy and thank each one, but mama has not had time, and she probly will not before we get home from our next trip. We are goin to Helena, Montana. It is our state capital, and it is called the Queen City. Mama and daddy say at one time Helena had more millionaires per capita than any other city in the world. Ummmm, I totally do not know what that means...
Anyway, please know Gunnie and I love you all, and we preshiate your friendship and honorin us for speshl stuff. We will be back for awhile after we go to Helena, so maybee we can get catched up with everythin.
August 24th 2012 5:54 pm
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Hey everkitty. This is Peekie Peekerson, cub reporter. I am reportin from the Black Rabbit campsterground in Hamilton, Montana. Mama and daddy and Gunnie and I are here for the Scottish-Irish Festival. It startered this afternoon, but mama and daddy are plannin to go out tomorrow.
There was a stranj noise in the campsterground earlier. Daddy said it was somethin called bagpipes. It made a sorta squealin sound like a skared mousie only lots louder. Mama got all eksitered and wanted to take us in our stroller and find the mousie, errrrr, I mean bagpipin guy, but she thought he might quit practisin his squealin before we got there, so we did not get to go.
Gunnie and I got to meet the black rabbits yesterday. We strolled all the way over to the offis, but they would not talk to us. They just sat there and looked real serious. I said “Hi, black rabbits!” It kinda hurted my feelins that they would not say hi back, but Gunnie said they were workin, so they could not soshalize with us.
Mama is not too happy with me. Every day after mama and daddy leave to go on their excurshuns, I work and work until I can get back behind the couchie and underneath. I have not figured out how to get back out, so when they come home, they catnot find me. Mama calls and looks everywhere, and then she says to daddy, “Peekie is under the couch again.” Then mama has to lift up the couchie part way, and daddy has to take the front panel thingie off. Then they see my big green eyes. After I see mama sees me, I hop out and scamper off. Mama says the least I could do is look skared or sorry, but I am not. Mama thought after the first time I would not do it again. She does not know me so well...
Mama and daddy went anteekin, but they did not find nuthin but a big box of candy. They picked each piece speshl at the candy store, and they spended lotsa $$$. They will not share with me and Gunnie neether. They eat candy, and then they put the box up REAL high and close the cupboard door.
I wanna thank our Unkl Buddie for watchin over us. I asked him speshl to keep me and Gunnie and mama and daddy safe on our trip. So far it is workin. Thanks, Unkl Buddie! You are the bestest angel ever.
I think it is prime time for kitty kat television now cuz some peeples are puttin up a tent. Daddy says it is a giant meadow muffin. Gunnie and I gotta sit at the screen door and spy on our new neighbors.
This is Peekie Peekerson, cub reporter, signin off.
August 20th 2012 5:03 pm
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Oh, my goodiness. Thank you, Catster! I did not think this would ever happen, and Gunnie told me I would never get Kitty of the Week, but gettin this honor has comed true. Mama laughed when she saw the picture Catster used. I was just a baby kitty then. The picture is of me in what mama called my "safe box." It was sposed to be so if Gunnie chasered me too much, I could go in my box, and he could not get me. The door openin looked tiny like me, so imagine mama's sprise one day when she found me and Gunnie inside my box together! We were skished in it like worms in a bucket, so we did not keep the box much longer. Jeepers, that seems so long ago. I do not look like that picture at all anymore. In fact, with my pooferlicious furs, I look even bigger than Gunnie.
We will not be at Catster much for sell-bratin my COTW cuz we are leavin on vacashun to go have adventures with mama and daddy. If you do somethin nice for me and do not get a thank-you right away, it is only cuz we can't come to Catster as much, and we will try ta write soon as we get home or maybe some cub reportin from our remote locashun. Who knows?
August 18th 2012 11:42 am
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The nuther day mama was feelin bad cuz we didn't have her spensive painted bunny skins out. Missy Mups loved the bunny skins. She would burrow in the bunny skins and snuggle in em in the Muppet-Gunnarr-Peekie chair in mama's offis. There was a tiger, zebra, snow leopard, and a gray and brown spotty one.
Mama decidered to get the bunny skins out. She draped three on the back and arms of our little chair, and she put the last one on the daybed. I like to snuggle with the stuffy animals on the daybed, and mama thought maybee I would like to nap on a bunny skin.
Mama was real bizzy yesterday, and then she decidered to take a break. She went out on the deck and readed the newsypaper. When she comed in, she started down the hall. I was in one of my fav-rit places, layin in the doorway of the bathyroom. There was somethin on the floor in the hall, but mama could not tell what it was. Then she got closer, and she could see it was her fav-rit bunny skin, the one painted to look like a teeny tiger. It was fur side down, and there were a coupla piecers of it nearby.
Mama didn't yell at me, but she knows I am the huntress. Gunnie never steals things, but I like to take stuff like mama's shoes, kitty teasers, and spensive painted bunny skins and steal em. I drag em through the house. Then when I get tired, I leave em someplace. Mama knew it was me and not Guns who stoled the bunny skin.
I did not mean to be bad, but I thought it was a real tiger, and I was tryin to stalk and kill it before it hurt mama or Gunnie. We had a real tussle, and I had to bite the tiger a buncha times, and a coupla times some of his furs camed off in pieces.
Mama picked up the bunny skin and the pieces I bitened off of him and took him away. The next time I went in the offis, all the nuther bunny skins were goned too. I wonder where they went?
August 14th 2012 5:39 pm
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That is what Finney says I am; pooferlicious! I kinda like that. It is good that I like bein poofy cuz there is no way I can unpoof myself.
Gunnie and I are so diffrunt; he is panthery and sleek with furs like a seal, and I am well, pooferlicious! Mama can tell in the middle of the night when she reaches out to pet us who is who, even though Gunnie and I like to try and confuze mama by tradin places. Sumtimes I sleep in the blueberry bed, and Gunnie sleeps next to mama's pillow. Nuther times I sleep next to mama's pillow, and Gunnie sleeps in the blueberry bed.
Everbuddy is talkin bout it bein so hot. We are so, SO lucky that we gots a air condishuner. Our house is so nice, but it is cuz mama keeps the coolerin condishuner thingie on from before it gets too hot in the mornin until it cools off at night. If I get very hot, I flop on the floor and roll on my back and put a paw over my eyes like I am swoonin. This summer I have not even got to do that cuz our house is nice and cool all the time. Our campsterin trailer has air condishunin too, and Gunnie and I get to stay comfy while mama and daddy are goned on their day trips.
I catnot wait to go on vacashun and see the black rabbit. I am gonna make friends with him. Do you think mama and daddy will give me a carrot to feed the black rabbit?
It is so smokey here today. You can smell the forest burnin all to the south and west of our house. It smells like a giant campsterfire. I sure hope the forest is not burnin where the black rabbit lives across the mountins. That would be VERY bad, but mama sez we have a propensity (what's a propensity?) for goin where fires start up right after we get there. It has happened about three times now.
August 13th 2012 7:14 pm
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Hey, Catster. Thank you for lettin me be a DDP yesterday. It was real nice of ya.
On a nuther subject, mama put my new picture on my page. She was thinkin lots bout how floofy I have gotten since the springtime. Then all of a sudden mama wondered if my Peekaboo pink harness would still fit me. See, we are goin on vacashun real soon, and mama is startin to get stuff ready. She sez it is quite a production gettin me and Gunnie and all our stuff gathered up and loaded into our campster trailer.
Mama decidered to try our harnesses on me and Gunnie to make sure they both fit cuz we only wear em when we are travelerin, and we have not goned nowhere since last summer.
Mama tricked me! She unhooked the leashy from my harness. Then she put it behind her back and came in where I was napsterin on Mr. Big Bed. She petted me real sweet like, and then she grabbed me and put my harness on against my wills! It was terbl. Well, OK, so it was not so terbl, but do not tell mama I said so. I kinda like bein the drama queen of our family. I did not have to wear my harness very long cuz I can only wear it when I am stupid, er, ummmmmm, "supervised" because I like to get under the bed and in what daddy calls hidey-holes, and mama is afraid I will get my tags hung up on somethin.
After mama let me go, she tricked Gunnie too. He tried to hide underneath a chair, but mama grabbed him and put his harness on. I giggled cuz Gunnie's harness barely fits him anymore. The tail part that is left over is pretty short. Gunnie sez it is shrinkin, but I do not beleeve him. Gunnie did not have to wear his harness very long neether, and then we took a nap together.
When we go on vacashun we are stayin at the Black Rabbit RV Park. Gunnie and I catnot wait to see the black rabbit. We will be watcherin out the windows when we drive in, and if we do not see the black rabbit then, we will hafta take some stroller rides round the campsterground until we find him.
Thanks to everykitty for leavin comments on my new pictures and for the prezunts I got for my DDP!
August 12th 2012 3:42 pm
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OK, so I know I am Peekaboo, and I know I am a kitty. I am just not sure what kinda kitty I am. When I was just a kitten here at Catster, all the Wegian Forest kitties and all the Maine Coon kitties were fightin for me to come join them. All the Coons thought I should be a Coon, and all the Weegies thought I should be a Weegie.
It was after my second birthday and this past spring that I finally started growerin my big girl coat. When mama first saw my picture when I was tiny, I was pretty floofy. By the time I dopted mama and Gunnie, I was not so floofy. Then I got kinda floofy. Then I got not so floofy. This spring I did not just get floofy, I got floofiest! You can see from my new picture that I got enough furs for a coupla kitties at least. Mama sez when I sit like I am sittin in my new picture, I look HUGE.
I got a huge ruff and a huge bib. I got floofy ears. Mama sez I got a real long body and short stubby leggies. My paws are hugerest, and I got toe floofies more than an inch long. They sprout out from my toes and go every whichaway. My tail is hugerest too. Mama sez it looks like a big ostrich plume, and it is real poofy. When I trot through the house, I carry my tail straight up, and it waves back and forth like a giant feather.
So, whadda you all think? Am I Maine Coony or a Wegian Forest kitty?
P.S. Please scuze my messy ruff and bib in the front. Mama does not beleeve me, but sumtimes Gunnie spits in my ruff!
August 4th 2012 2:46 pm
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Ooh, ooh. We got new coats! Gunnie and I each got a brand new coat for fall. I had a pretty little pink coat, but the key word here is "little." Now that I am a big girl, my pretty little coat was too tight around the tummy. It pulled, and mama sed I looked like a stuffed sausage. Well!
Mama went to the farmer's market to buy goat's milk soap, and she found some nice ladies that were sewin what they thought were dawg coats. Mama set em straight; they are kitty coats. ;)
Mama measured us and went back and buyed me and Gunnie each a new coat. I guess kitties are not easy to measure cuz mama said I looked like I was ex-plodin outta my new coat. Today she tooked the coat back and traded it for a bigger one. Then she comed home and tried it on me. Then she tried it on Guns to see if it would fit him better than his old one. Mama sed Guns could wear eether size coat cuz his fur is real sleek, but I needed the bigger one becuz I am a big girl now, and I am FLOOFY. My new coat does not make my furs stick straight out all over, and it is more comfy. The nice lady exchanged my coat and did not even ask mama for more $$ for the larger size.
They had Gunnie's coat in a bigger size in the same terial, septin the linin was pink, so mama decidered Guns could keep his smaller coat.
The very best thing is my coat is Peekaboo pink with little brown flowers all over, and it has a pale Peekaboo pink ribbon and button on the back. It is real comfy, and I have beened breakin it in. Mama put it on the bed, and I have been napsterin on it. See, I know which coat is mine. Ok, so I did napster on Guns' coat but only for a little while.
Now Guns and I are all set for fall stroller rides.
August 3rd 2012 6:44 pm
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Hey, everbuddy; we have not been around much for the past few days, but I THINK there mighta beened a cake exploshun. There is cake everywhere! Gunnie and Missy and I discovered the cake while mama was not lookin, and we ate and ate and ate cake until we got tummyaches.
We are sorry we were not around to give other kitties cake, but THANK YOU SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH to all our dear friends who gave us yummy cake so we can get real fat. Ooh, my tummy is so full it feels like it might bust! Gunnie is moanin somethin bout his tummy hurtin, and Missy Mups says she catnot even fly. Her angel wings flap and flap, but her tummy is soooooo full of cake she catnot get off her cloud.
Once again, for my entire family, let me say THANK YOU for the yummy cake. It was the best Catster cake we have ever over-eatened!
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