World Traveller Extraordinaire!!!

Ok, you've probably heard Sammy's lame story about being scared of the dark and all, and falling out the window one night and getting lost. Well, here's the real story. We were sitting in the back bedroom. Sammy leaned against the screen with his big 'ole butt and he pushed the screen out! It just went POP and then fell outside, just like that. He immediately freaked out and started whining that it looked dark outside, and I said, "You're such a chicken!" He whined some more, so I just walked right by him and went outside. Just like that! I wasn't scared. I knew there was a big, big world out there, and I wanted to see it! I know he followed me, because I heard his big butt plop on the ground and he grunted a little bit, because he's too fat (note from Mom: Nigel's not exactly skinny...) I stayed out there for hours! I had a blast. I caught a mouse the size of a chihuahua... actually... it WAS a chihuahua. And all the lady cats in their windows were cat-callin' me. It was great! I hummed Stray Cat strut the whole time. Of course, I could tell Mom was a little bit worried, so after I made her suffer for a little bit, I went back home. For her sake, of course. I wasn't scared. Honest...

Luv,

Nigey Bear

Mom's note: Nigel and Sammy were outside for a maximum amount of time of 20 minutes. Of course, it was agony to me, also. But they were BOTH very ready to go back inside, and neither one liked the night life very well... no matter what he might say. :)

New things!

There are several new things going on with our family. We have new birdies. Yep... A birdie outside hatched her eggs. Her name is Penny and her husbands name is Pongo. They had a baby. One of them died. Mommy was sad. I was sad because that brought it to the possibility of there only being one baby bird to try to eat. :) But, check out Teddy's page if you want to see video of the baby birdie and Teddy. Mom says he got to star in his own nature documentary.

Another thing is Mommy is working a lot on our pages. She wants to make some slideshows with us and some cool music. She's added these cool playlists to our pages so you can choose the song you want to listen to, and it's random, so you never know what you're going to get when you go to my page. The videos are new, too. Mom is constantly following me around now with the stupid camera, begging me to do something interesting. I think it's funny to make her beg. MOL! Anyway, I hope you enjoy our new stuff, and keep a lookout for more! Love ya, Catsters!

-Nigel

New video on Teddy's Page!

My pal Teddy, or O'Teddy for Patty's Day, is at it again! Check out his page and see the cool video he did of me and the lovely Amelia Rose doing a cool dance for St. Patty's! I sure can move. MOL! Thanks a bunch, Teddy! What a cool pal, huh?

Unfortunately, I'll be a away from Catster for a few days. Now don't worry... I'll be back on Wednesday night. Meowmy is going away and won't have computer access so that she can do her Catster slave duties of catering to us. MOL! But I'll see everyone when she's back. Love ya!

-Nigey

Wow! I'm a star!

Meowsers! I have been honored by two, count 'em TWO of my bestest friendses! First, Morgan the Pirate Gato posted the portrait that I asked my Auntie Erin to do for him because he's such a great guy! I'm so excited that he likes it! Auntie Erin is Foosa's Mom. Check out her and her sib's pages to see more portraits. They are pawsome! You can contact one of them if you want a portrait of YOU!

Then today I was honored to find out that my new friend, Teddy! , picked ME as the winner of his photo caption contest! I got a nice prezzie for being clever ole' me! Teddy is a great kitty. He is Angel Wally's new brother. Teddy is his Mommy's Earth Angel, too. He has wings on his back! I promise! Look at his photobook!

Thanks for making me feel so special, you two! Love you!

-Purrs-
Nigel

I have been tagged!!!

I've been tagged by Belle for the Christmas game. Here are the 5 things I want for Catmas!

1. A new scratching post (I've kinda worn this one out, Mom!).
2. No more visits to the vet ever again.
3. Tempations for EVERY MEAL!!!
4. Meowmy and Daddy to stay home with us instead of going to Grandma's house for Catmas!
5. A whole box of jingle balls!

Here are the 5 kitties I tag:

1. My cousin, Duchess.
2. Schnookie, the great white wonder.
3. The beautiful and royal Princess Nikki.
4. The gorgeous Mitzi Mayhem.
5. My good friend, Monroe!

Have a Meowy Catmas, Catsters!

I sneezed in Mommy's face!

Sorry, Mommy. You see, I've been having my "booger" problems again. Mommy thinks it might actually be allergies because it comes and goes so much. I'm unpredictable. Well, last night I had a couple of sneezy attacks and Mommy had to clean up after me. She's kind of used to that, but she still loves me. And then at night when Mommy was sleeping I hopped up on the bed to lay with her and then it happened. I was just standing there and I couldn't hold it in anymore! **ACHOOO**... And I sneezed on Mommy's face while she was sleeping! She was not very happy, and she was kinda grossed out! At least she knows I can't help it. They can't call me Fang anymore, but they'll always be able to call me Booger Butt, I guess. *shrug*

Love and purrs,

Booger Butt Bailey

OH THE HUMANITY!

What is this horrible, awful, dreadful thing the humans call a "Holiday." Mine was nothing even remotely resembling a holiday. It was more like a prison sentence! First of all, Mom and Dad got worried about me on Tuesday. I had to go in to the Dr. because I was doing weird things with my mouth. I seemed to be hurting after my surgery so we went to the doctor. They put me on some more meds because it seemed I was just in a little extra pain healing and it wasn't a problem. They also gave me some of my vacs again, and those didn't agree with me. I started throwing up at night and I threw up EVERYWHERE! Now that I think of it, Mom looked a little funny sitting there watching TV with a bottle of Resolve between her legs waiting for me to throw up again. Mom and Dad got a little worried so they called the emergency hospital and they said it is common after vaccinations and they could either bring me in for some anti-nausea stuff or wait another half-hour to see. They decided to wait a little bit and then I drifted off to sleep and the worst was over.

But then the next day, Mom came home early from work. She kissed me and loved on me and I thought things were going great... but then she said something about having to go to a hotel. I thought Mommy was going to a hotel until she pulled out that blasted carrier, the bane of my existence!!! She put me in and packed a bag with my toys, my favorite blankie and some nip... oh and my soft food. At that point I knew this couldn't end well. She took me to a place called Caroline's Pampered Pets. Yeah right! If I wanted to be pampered I'd have stayed home with my bubbies and slept on my favorite couch cushion all day and night. Not to say this place wasn't fairly nice, but it wasn't home. And they didn't know how to give me my medicine. They didn't do it right and I hissed at them. Day 1 I was victorious. I didn't even have to take it, because everyone was too scared to try. MUWAHAHAHA! I had to stay there for 4 days! Hear that? 4 DAYS! I couldn't wait for Mommy and Daddy to come and get me on Saturday. Daddy even let me sit in his lap on the car ride home so we could cuddle. And then it was really good to be home. I didn't stay mad at them and I think that made them happy. Anyway, my nightmare is over.

Love and purrs,
Nigel

Daddy calls me Gumby now!

Well, you won't believe it. I had an appointment on Tuesday just to check up on how I'm doing. The Doc knew she was going to have to anest-a-whatever me when I was in there because of a spot in the back of my mouth where my roots were exposed... whatever that means. All I know is I went to sleep and then when I woke up... I HAD FEWER TEETH AGAIN! They hadn't even warned me about this one... they just took a boys teeth when he was knocked out! How rude is that? Evidently Dr. Sherman called Meowmy while I was under and said that my lower canines looked good and the rest of my mouth was "quiet" where the teeth had come out already, but I was "issuing a pain response" when she poked around on my upper canines and all my incisors. I still appeared to have inflammation in my gums around those teeth, and she felt that it was time to take them out. So, that she did. I now have no upper canines (MY FAMOUS FANGS!) and she ended up taking out several of my little incisor teeth, which were all crooked and weird-looking anyway. So, now I'm post-surgery for the third time since April. *sigh* I wish they'd just take 'em all out and be done with it by this point. I don't have many left now, anyway... and only two big teeth. Daddy says since he can't call me Fang anymore because of my cool sabre-teeth I had in the front, he'll just have to call me Gumby. Well, take care every cat. My pain meds are making me sleepy, so I'm gonna go take a nap.

Love and Purrs,

Sir Nigel Gumby-Mouth

I'VE BEEN TAGGED!

I’ve been tagged by my beautiful friend, Belle.

Here are the rules:
Each player starts with seven random facts about themselves. Cats who are tagged need to write in their own diary about the seven random facts and the rules. You need to choose seven cats to tag and list their names. Don’t forget to leave them a comment that they have been tagged and to read your diary!

1. My name was Nigel in the shelter and Mommy and Daddy liked it so it stuck.

2. When my Daddy opened my cage door in the shelter I immediately stepped out and put both paws on his shoulders. He couldn't wait to take me home!

3. Since my adoption I've had to have all of my teeth removed except for my canines. I'z gots no toofers!

4. I scoot my butt on the carpet after getting out of the litter box. Mommy hates this. Why do you think I do it?

5. I'll play with anything. I play play play play play all the live long day. My mousies, the chirpy bird thingy, my brofurs... anything.

6. Mommy and Daddy wake-up time is Nigel lovey-dove time. I sit on their chest and headbutt them in the chin. Petting me is not an option, it's a demand.

7. I tried to escape last week during a storm. Meowmy opened the door and I bolted into the back yard. When she pounced on me I hissed and scratched her. Sorry, meowmy.

I hereby, by the power vested in my non-existent toofers, tag the following catsters:
1. Duchess
2. Mouse
3. Lakoda
4. Samson
5. Tina
6. Pipa
7. Snickers

Update on ME!

Well, Catsters, things have been going pretty well. I've felt a lot better since gettin' all the bad teeth out. I've had fun with my brothers, and I even have a new sister, Adrian. Although I'm still not too sure about her. She's a doggie and, although she's pretty nice to us, we think she's weird. I just sit and stare at her most of the time, but I haven't gotten too close. I had another vet visit last week. It seems that I'll have to have a little bit more work done. I've got one spot in the back where something (bone, probably) is sticking up through my gums causing some more infection. I need to have some x-rays to see exactly what it is and then they may have to do a little "mini-operation." Doc says that my other side looks really good. No problems there. But, my canines may need to come out eventually. It seems I'm still getting a little red around that area and still appear to need antibiotics. We're just supposed to keep a close eye on things. Now I have a goofy gel that mom is supposed to put on my gums and then this weird gooey stuff she puts on my teefers once a week. She says that's the only upside to me not having many. I didn't think that was very funny, myself. Anyway, it's not quite out of the woods yet, but it's just a matter of time. No matter what, things are better. That's something to do a happy dance about. Anyway, if you have any doggie brothers or sisters, look up my sister. She's a lonely dogster! *sniff sniff*

Purrs,
Nigel