May 30th 2013 1:38 pm
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I went to the vet place yesterday for my yearly visit. The first surprising thing I did was talk the entire way in the car! The Mom around here even said she thought Violet was in the car because he was the talker! She said I have a girly little meow.
I hope I'm not turning into a girl because besides my girly voice, I'm down 1 pound! I think I still have all my muscles, it was just fat I got rid of since we don't eat dry food any more! I'm 11 pounds now, and the vet lady said I was a good looking healthy cat!
She looked in my ears and checked out my toofies. She said my toofies looked good. I didn't need to go to the secret room in the back where they steal bodily fluids, so I just waited around until the vet tech gal gave me my rabies shot.
I was very quiet on the way home, and everycat sniffed me when I got out of the carrier!
We even had a credit on our account from when Samoa visited. They had charged us for pee wee check, but they didn't even get any pee wee from her. Luckily, the Mom around here looked at the bill and called them on it. They gave us a credit, so my appointment only cost $30.
I'm the low cost cat of the house!
April 22nd 2013 1:35 pm
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The Mom and Dad around here went to Target yesterday. They were giving out small canvas bags for Earth Day (which is today). Everytime they bring that bag back to Target and use it, they get a 5% discount.
So, when they came home, the left the bag on the counter in the hallway. This morning around 4:30, the Dad around here heard some noise and he got up to check things out.
I was standing in the living room with the handle of the Target bag around my head and over one arm. He said it looked like I was a super hero wearing a cape!
The Mom around here wished he would have taken a picture before he took the bag off of me. He said I was just sitting there looking at him as if I was saying, how do you like my cape?
We have fun around this place in the middle of the night! Happy Earth Day!
January 29th 2013 8:37 am
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There are 178 cats having a birthday today, and one of them is me! I'm eight. I'm the second oldest in the house. Samoa is the old lady around here but us boys only call her that under our breath or she might smack us!
I've gotten a lot of pawsome birthday wishes from my pals - thank you so much. I'm thinking we might all get a nice treat at lunch . . . . maybe some Tiki!
Eight rhymes with a lot of other words.
Eight is great,
so don't be late
to find your mate!
We can't date!
Do you know Tate?
We can't wait
for cake to ate! (I know it's supposed to be eat, but that doesn't rhyme!)
Stop by my page and get some cake! Happy birthday to me . . . . . .
November 19th 2012 7:51 am
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Yesterday was a good eatin' kind of day. We had a chicken party for Gleek's birthday, and twice we got Tiki mixed in with our boring Fancy Feast!
All that extra energy kind of got me in some trouble. The Mom around here heard a crash and it was coming from the Dad around here's office. She knew he was outside, so she ran down the hall to check it out.
I was on the floor and some magic had occurred in the room! A couple of folders and some newspaper clippings were on the floor and the trash can was knocked over.
I have no idea who did it, but now there is another new rule that no cat can be in the office unless the Dad around here is in there too. The Mom around here told the Dad around here that it was his fault for leaving the door open, so I dodged a bullet on that one!
Then later in the evening, the Mom around here got a pair of p.j.'s out of the dresser drawer. She accidentally left the drawer open. She went to brush her toofies, and when she came back in the bedroom, guess who was sleeping in the drawer?
She said it was the cutest thing she has ever seen . . . . well, at least for yesterday. We try to do cute stuff around here every day so that we don't get in too much trouble when we do bad stuff around here!
I told the Mom around here that we needed an open drawer policy so that I could sleep in there every night. She said she would miss our cuddle time in bed, so the drawer got closed!
Do any of you cats sleep in drawers?
November 10th 2012 8:47 am
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The Dad around here got up to feed us this morning. Newman was sitting by the Dad around here's office cause we like to go in there after breakfast to look out the front window.
The Dad wondered why Newman didn't want to eat first, so he opened the office door. Guess who shot out of there like a wildcat and ran to the litter box?
Yep, it was me! I was locked in the study all night!
The Dad around here keeps the study door shut at night so that cats don't mess with the stuff on his desk. He said there is going to be a new headcount policy starting tonight!
I couldn't look out the window during the night because the blinds were shut, so I spent time playing on his computer, walking on top of the bookshelves, and sleeping in the chair.
Tonight I want to be in the big bed with the Mom around here so that I can snuggle up and stay warm. It got cold here overnight and it even rained, but the sun is shining today!
Do you have a headcount policy at your house?
October 12th 2012 8:53 am
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We spent most of yesterday getting our Halloween on! The Mom around here says I have taken over Violet's job of being the best cat to photograph. I didn't hiss at the hat like Newman did! I didn't pretend to be asleep like Gleek. I did close my eyes a few times because you can't make it too easy for the photographer! She has to work for it if I'm going to be wearing a hat!
The first time she attempted to dress me up like a clown, she had the Dad around here helping. We don't like it when he helps, so she had to put Plan B into effect!
Samoa insisted on giving us our clown names. At first she wanted us boys to be The Three Stooges! She picked Binky the Clown for my name. He is the clown that played around with Garfield the cat!
Here is a pawsome poem that our pal, Pipo, wrote just for me.
Not so Dinky
Away from da pinky
Blooms in da shrinky;
So now Mr Inky -
AKA Binky -
Is da cutest clown
In da town!!
So, are you ready for Halloween? I can't wait to see your costume!
September 17th 2012 9:42 am
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I think the pirates have invaded our pictures! The Mom around here made me wear a pirate hat today so she could get a picture for Talk Like a Pirate Day on Wednesday.
I told her I already had a pirate picture, but she insisted that I wear the hat again!
When she uploaded it and went to my page, she couldn't see the picture. She went back into my account, and all my pictures (expect 10) had the No button selected for display!
She checked every other cat's account, and everything was okay! So, if you upload any new pictures, make sure all your pictures are set to display!
Arrrrrrrg . . . . . .
January 29th 2012 8:29 am
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Hey, guess what? It's my birthday! I almost forgot about it because I've never celebrated a birthday before. Some of my pals sent me rosettes and pmails this morning and that is how I found out!
Guess what was sitting on Beagle Dog Rock today? A coyote! He was looking over into our yard - probably wishing he could give me a birthday greeting up close and personal.
The Dad around here got a new chair last night. It is in the living room, and it is leather. We leave leather alone - can you believe that? We like our claws touching fabric or carpet. The Mom around here was dreading having our leather sofa out in the open for us cats because in Kentucky the sofa was in the downstairs part and only cats with no claws could visit the sofa.
But when we moved the sofa to Arizona, she thought it would end up in shreds. Gleek sits on it, and Samoa sits on top of it on a quilt. The rest of us don't really care about leather.
But just in case, the new chair spent the night in the guest room with the door shut. The Mom and Dad around here think Newman will try to get inside the chair because he likes to do that. He has already been under the chair and the Dad around here yelled at him.
When the Dad around here yells at us, it is like a big game. He comes running in and claps his hands and talks loud. We run like madcats when he does that, and then we come back for more - it is a fun game!
I might sit on the chair for my birthday when the Mom and Dad around here go for a walk later on. After all, I'm seven now, and I can be trusted!
Thanks for the birthday wishes!
January 26th 2012 8:40 am
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Samoa may be picking her Dreamboats, and since I'm not eligible because we're brothers from other mothers, I decided to be a Motorboat instead.
For the past few nights, I get in bed on the Mom around here's side of the bed. Then I walk across her pillow to the middle area of the bed. Then she lays on that side and pats her hand on the bed and asks me to come snuggle with her.
I get all curled up against her, and then I start my motorboat noises. I purr, and purr, and purr - so loud that the Dad around here says I sound like an airplane engine!
Last night the Mom around here sang me a song while I was making my motorboat noises:
Motorboat, motorboat, go so slow
Motorboat, motorboat go so fast
Motorboat, motorboat step on the gas!
She said her Daddy used to sing her this song when she was little, and at the end of the song, he would make a motorboat on her belly or neck. The Mom around here didn't do that to me last night, but I'll bet she would love to motorboat my belly if she had the chance!
Are you a motorboat too?
January 23rd 2012 9:14 am
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This morning at 6:00 I decided that I wanted to go for a pony ride. I asked Newman if we had a pony, and he said no, but that I could use Violet as a pony.
So, I found Violet in the big bedroom, sitting on the floor, waiting for me to take my pony ride. I got on his back, yelled, giddyup, and he just sat there.
I yelled, giddyup pony in case he didn't realize he was supposed to be the pony, but he just sat there. Since I didn't have my spurs on, I bit him on the back of the neck.
He started whining like a baby, and then I was told to get off the pony by someone in bed. We took it out in the hallway, and I tried one more time to ride the pony, but the pony did nothing but cry like a big baby!
No pony rides for this cowboy . . . . . .