December 7th 2013 7:24 am
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Here I sit writing in my diary thingy. I was doing just peachy and some goofy ad about using power tools and whatnot comes on and deletes all that I had written.. ( antivirus scan is now being run.) Seriously. I'm a cat. I'm not about to play with drills and jigsaws!!!
So...I was saying that I feel like a bozo for not posting Happy Gotcha Day to our doggy Dutch. Sorry 'bout that big boy.
Then I was in the middle of writing an open letter to Mother Nature. I'm not sure just what she's up to,but I'm pretty sure that she needs a new calendar. As I write this,it's -16 degrees Fahrenheit outside. Ummm...that stuff doesn't normally happen until January around here! Color me unamused. (I'm a black cat so everybody just put away your crayons and markers. I'm pretty darn good lookin' if I do say so myself.)
Oh yeah,my Mom isn't the least bit happy about this goofy cold weather either. It makes her car battery go blahhhhhh. Which means that she has to get out the jumper cables and jump start that old girl. Dumb battery is just beginning it's second winter and it's a huge hassle...especially since it's a 5 year battery!!!! Had the car at our mechanic last week and he said that there is absolutely nothing wrong with the car,but the parts place that sold Mom the battery says that there is nothing wrong with the battery. *ahem* I should go bite that guy 'cuz I'm pretty sure that he's full of you know what.
Hmmm...what else?...Oh! Yeah! Thanksgiving was awesome! Smoked turkey and all the fixins'. We all had a few bites and ummm nom nom nom nom nom nom. Totally delicious! My Mom is a great cook. I was looking forward to more of Mom's cooking on Christmas,but I guess she's going to my Aunt Deb's. Bummer!
And then...weather permitting...Mom is going back to the specialists in Omaha on the 30th. It's a lonnnnnng drive from here to there. We all get sad when our Mom is away,but we need her to be feeling better.
Oh boy,I'm babbling again. I should sign off for now. Mom is going to go outside and probably say a bunch of swear words at the cold and at that stupid battery in her car.
Peace out girl scout,
THE ONE and ONLY Jack Rooney
November 7th 2013 4:36 pm
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..to Charlie! Today our silly calico girl is 12 yrs old. However,she doesn't give a hoot. Her kids Ben,Pete,& Abby all gave her loves and Charlie head slapped them. Their little feelings were hurt by their mama smacking them. I guess Charlie's age is catching up with her.
It's hard to believe that Charlie is 12 already. Time sure flies. No birthday party. Charlie isn't into the whole party thing. Oh well. To each his/her own I guess.
It's been a pretty quiet day here today. We're just hanging out chillin' and taking it easy. ( cuz a cat's life is so hard! lol)
*yawnnnnnnn* I feel the need for yet another nap,but not until we feed our faces.
Oh boy! Mom's filling our bowls...I have to go or else everybody else will hog the food!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Happy Birthday sweet Charlie. We love you so much pretty girl.
Peace out girl scout,
November 3rd 2013 2:04 am
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I was a DDP again yesterday! I'm speechless! (So I'm typing. *snicker*) Guys...we totally missed it. We don't get online much these days. We're a bit lazy(?) lately. And now we feel like a bunch of doofuses...
To Catster: I am deeply humbled yet again. You guys are pretty darn awesome. We love you.
To my best Catster friend Smiley...dude you are one of the very bestest!!! You are sooooooooooooooooooooooo appreciated. We love ya man.
On another note: HAPPY BIRTHDAY Moosh!!!!! The Moosh man is 3 yrs old today!
Who'd have thought that the little red tabby brat would have grown so fast?!? Granted,he's still very much a brat...but we love him. Mom was going to go out and pick some 'nip even though it froze,but Moosh isn't a 'nip loving guy. He thinks that it smells and that the rest of us are completely goofy for enjoying 'nip. To each his own I suppose. *shrug*
Ok boys and girls...time to head to bed. Mom zonked out in the recliner earlier and a bunch of us snuggled with her,but we really need to crawl into bed.
Peace out Girl Scout.
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