I Can Be Annoying

Mommy wantid to take new pitchurs of me and I diddint feel like it. I felt more like beeing diffikult and annoying. So I'd pose for a split secund and move as soon as she hit the camra buttin. She got tired of the blurry Echo pitchurs and gave up.

Now what do I do with the rest of my day?

Marking my territorrie in the cat blogosphere...

I'm often called "Meezerboy". Now it's offishul.

Go to meezerboy.com and you can check out my offishul blog.

Mommy sed she looked on the innernet and koodint find anyone who already had my nickname for a website, so she deesided to get it for my second birthday.

I got lots of work to do on it, so do that bookmarky thing and come by often.

I'm Two!

Sunday I turned two years old!

Mommy sed I wuz offishully not a kitten anymore but that made me sad. So she tole me I kood be a kitten as long as I wanted. Then I cuddled in her arms and purred...

Frankie, my bruther from anuther muther, threw me a swell party at Spa Meow in Brussellball. We even had race cars! Reel live race cars we kood drive! So I challenged Frankie and almost won. Almost. I wanna rematch.

Lots of kitties came and I wuz reely happy to see my Uncle T. Toulouse has been feelin poorly lately so I worry about him lots. Even his Mommy had some kind of crud and I know how I hate it when my ladey feels bad. I say kitty purrayers for him all the time.

Now that I'm older I been thinkin bout goin outside. When my people come home in the Shevvie I stand at the door and look at the outside. Mommy sez sez "no Echo" when I move even one paw towards the door. I'm fraid she's gonna put me in a harniss and leesh. Even if I promise not to jump the fense. She thinks my mussles are so big and strong I kood get away from her. What? Leeve my sweet ladey? NEVER!

Tagged!

I gots tagged again.

If I tagged you, here's what you do. Write 7 things you like about yourself in your diary and then PM 7 furrends and have them do the same.

1. I sumtimes use my paw to push crunchies in my mouth, but only when I'm reely hungry.

2. I have the most beautipuss Valentine, Lucky Star.

3. I'm famous. My mommy talks about me on her radio show all the time. People all over the country have heard about Mr. Echo.

4. I always know when my peeple come home. One of the walls of our house opens up so they can drive the Shevvie inside. When I heer it I run to the door and wate for them to come and see me.

5. I've got lots of cool kitty furrends and I'm thankful for them all.

6. I have a tunnel and it has a littel hole just big enough I can stick my hole front leg thru. If my turboscratcher is close enough I can hide in my tunnel, stick my paw thru the hole and make the ball go really fast in its track. I often entertain visiters by doing this.

7. I'm a siamese, the gratest kind of cat in the hole wide wurld.

My Birthday Party is Coming Up Soon!

My furrend Frankie Sinatracat today informed me that my second birthday party is gonna happen on Saturday the 23rd. It's gonna be in the Brusselball group at Spa Meow.

Girl kitties shood dress up as nurses. I'll be dressed as a doctor. But don't let it scare you! You see, my Mommy wuz in the hosspitul so long I want to become her doctor so if she needs another operayshun she can stay home and let Doc Echo take care of things.

Besides, nurses are seksee! I wonder if Lucky Star will dress up as a nursie. Oh, be still my lusting little meezer heart!

In other news, Mommy sez she is gonna be back on the radio Wensday. Her fans will be really happy. It was tuff for me to wate 38 nites for her to come out of the hosspitul, I can imagine how they feel!

Whare Have I Been?

Life has featured some weerd happenings as of late that has kept me away from my Catster furrends. So how weerd was it? Let's see if I can rememba...

Well, me and Tenny had our big weekend alone when Aunt Sissy got maireed. Then Mommy wuz gone a kupple nites to have a surjery on her tummy.

Mommy came home but then got reely sick. Daddy took her to the hosspittul and she diddint come back for 38 hole nites!

Germs got in her belly and made an infeckshun. The peeple dock had to make an operashun to get it out. It wuz seerious cuz Daddy wuz varry worreed and sad. Grammy came heer from Airazona and brot her nursing skillz to help out.

Grammy also beecame my best human frend. She fed us treets! She kleened our bocks all the time! She red "divoshuns" to me, but sed Tenny wuz a "hee then" for not lissnin. I reely liked having Grammy heer cuz the Grammy treet train is gone.

In the hosspittul Mommy had 3 more operashuns to fix her. The dockturrs made her bedder so she kood come home. She came in the door just beefore Krissmiss.

But she smelled diffrent and walked reel slow. Plus she had this tube attached to her. Until I saw her I diddint know how upset I wuz for her being gone so I took a long time to welcome her home. When I went over to her I kood only stay for a few pets becuz I sensed she felt pain. Later I lerned her belly wuz sore and she diddint want kitties walking on her. My favrite cuddle spot!

Evenchually I warmed up to Mommy. I wuz glad when she diddint have a tube annymore cuz I wuz having a hard time resisting the urge to play with it. Now that Grammy is gone, me and Mommy are back to nighttime cuddles and fether play time.

Today I herd her on the fone talking about going back to work. Life is gonna be like it wuz beefore. I guess thats good cuz I'll be on Catster and stuff more, but I'm probly gonna miss whut happens to Marlena and John on Days. I gotta lern how to set the dee vee arr.

So if I diddint thank you for a rosie or write bak, now you know why.

Our Long Weekend. Alone!

My people kept going outside with boxes and putting them in the Shevvie. The moment I knew was coming had arrived.

Me and Tennessee were being left alone. My people were going to Hotsprings for Aunt Sissy's wedding to the Vishus Deer Killer. Mommy told me to wait three nights and then when it got dark the fourth night thay would be back. She said I wuz in charge and to be brave. She tole me and Tenny she loved us and then she left.

We did fine until the petsitter arrived. Well, Tenny did fine. Scared the beejeebers out of me so I hid under the bed. Tenny went out to visit them.

"Thay seem okay to me" she purred. "Thay left food! I got a headrub!"

I wazzint having it.

Everyday these strangers came and left food. Everyday I hid til thay left. Otherwise it wuz my usual rootine of play, sleep, eat, nap, visit the bocks, clean myself, and sleep some more.

On the fourth day when it wuz getting dark me and Tenny were chasin each other. Now that she is bigger she duzzint just run on the flore. She started jumping up on things to throw me off the path. Well, I wuz chasin her and she ran up whare the plants are.

When I wuz a kitten I went up thare once. I knocked a plant down and it broke into a million peeces. Then I had to play in the dirt. And I got in trubble. You might think that as I was chasing Tenny that I'd recall that fateful trip. You'd be wrong.

Up onto the baker rack she went. And I went with her. And sure enough we got the big plant to tumble to the flore. Dirt and leeves went evreywhare. But this time the pot diddint break. I still knew trubble wuz comin.

When I herd the Shevvie come back I got excited and scared all at one time. Mommy came in and was happy to see us but as Daddy brot things back inside the house I kept thinkin it wuz the petsitter. Frankly, I wuz a nerviss reck.

It wazzint until Mommy got under the covers and turned off the lite before I relaxed enuff to go walk on her chest and headbutt her in the face. When I did, I purrrrrrred big time!

Today my people went to make Kitty Cat Food Munny and brot Chalupa the Cha Wow Wow Dog with them. She tole me she had it wurse than us. She stayed at the VET the HOLE TIME! So me and Tenny deecided we shood be nice to her and let her stay while her Mommy is having her hunnymoon. Plus I like to sneak bites of her doggie food. (Don't tell nobody.)

So I survived my first ever time alone without my people. Oh, and about the plant? We diddint get in trubble. Mommy tole us "For your first time home alone and being such young feelines I think one knocked over plant is not bad. You probably wood have done that even if we'd been home!" Then she said she wuz proud of me.

Not bad. But I'd rather not do it again.

A New Toy!

A man brot a bocks to our front door the other day. Me and Tenny looked out at it all day long wondering what was in it.

When Mommy came home she brot it inside. Daddy said "Who's it for?" Mommy sed, "Neither one of us. Its for Tenny and Echo".

So me and Tenny gathered at the table wile Mommy opened it cuz we just knoo something cool was inside.

Grammy sent us a cat sack! Me and Tenny took turns playing in it and seeing if we could both fit in it at once. It's soft but crackly like a real bag. The bottom has holes sown in it and it's fun when Mommy wiggles her fingers in them. Me and Tenny go nuts attacking them. Grrrr!

Then yesterday Mommy tole Daddy she found a use for the old feather kumferter from the bed. She is gonna fold it and sew it so it's a big feather bed for me and Tenny. Is that neat or what?

I am so loved!

Twinkle Twinkle Lucky Star...

How brightly she shines! And today everyone can see!

My sweet friend Lucky Star is Cat of the Day!!! When I logged on and saw that I ran and jumped and purred with celebrayshun.

That news was almost as cool as when she wrote me and asked me to be her Valentine! I still get all swoony hedded when I think of that. And now my pretty girl is Cat of the Day.

I'd be jellis if I didn't think so much of her. I wanna be COTD or COTW real bad too, but today is the day for my sweet Lucky Star!!!!

Just For the Record...

I am not a "Bad Boy". I am a very good boy.

Even when I do bad things like jump on the kownter in the kitchen I don't get in trubble. I just put on my best "love on me" face and Mommy tells me how wonderful I am.

I can't evin rememburr the last time I got yelled at. I am a roll model for my younger sibling Tenny. She duzzint get in much trubble becuz I show her what to do and what not to do.

I am a good boy.