My Interview With Baby Girl!

I was interviewed by Baby Girl and was chosen COTW, at Chatty Cat's group!

Here it is...and great interview by the way!
Happy Holidays!
Baby Girl

1. Your page is so festive, tell us what you like most about the holidays?

There are so furry many things that I like about the Holidays, that I don't know which to choose. I think I love the feeling of family most of all. Even with those you don't know there is something familiar about saying Happy Holidays, Happy Hanukkah, or Merry Christmas! A bonding of understanding takes place and for a few moments in time we are as one. The rest, the gifts and food? They are fun, but since I have no need during the year, they are overshadowed by the love that is felt.

2. You have quite a large family, how do you all get along? What is dinner time like at your house?

We get along furry fine as long as they remember that even though I am the smallest, I am the mightiest! MOL! I am Alpha Kat! You see it is the mental thing, not exactly the braun......and I outsmart them all.
Dinner? Crazy anymore, with more than one type of diet to be had. Mom has to feed me separate from the other kits, as she does Antionne. She will feed us continously in small amounts throughout the day so we are sure to get our share, because the younger and bigger cats will simply come in and eat it. I guess she feeds Antionne and I about 2 tablespoons of food at a time. Usually we will follow her and then run furry fast (well, I do! Not Antionne so fast anymore), back to our bowl. Actually since she began this, I have put on weight, almost 2 pounds, which is a good thing when a kit has IBD.

3. You were mostly raised by your human momma, do you have a soecial bond with her because of that?

Yes! I have to admit that I am a Momma's boy all the way. I don't care who knows and it doesn't hurt my pride at all. There is nothing I love more than to curl up in my Mommie's lap and get tummy rubs. I think I love that more than eating.

4. Human food makes you sick, but if you could eat it, what would be your dream meal?

CHICKEN! FISH! Those two things drive me crazy. Mom has to wash out tuna cans when she fixes it for their lunches, and any chicken bones or leftovers has to be taken immediately out of the house so I cannot get to it. You see, I have developed the art of jumping IN and OUT of the kitchen garbage can which has a swinging lid, and I spill nary a drop!

5. Tell us about your name. Who came up with it?

When I was born, the Christian rock group Petra was being honored for being in the music business for so many years. Mom had bought a CD of artists singing their songs and paying tribute to them. One of the songs was about the drummer Looie Weaver. Thus......I got my name. When my page is back to the everyday one, Mom will once again put that song back on it. MOL! Kinda crazee I guess, but that's who I am!

The Day After.

Tis the day after Thanksgiving and all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The puppies were snuggled all tired in their bed.
With visions of turkey still dancing in their head.

And Mom with her Rolaids and Dad with a pain,
Had just settled their tummies, no TURKEY AGAIN!
When out in the kitchen there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter!

Away to the fridge I flew like a flash,
There Caroline was eating Turkey, then I heard a big CRASH!
She had pulled the shelf down, to the floor below,
The glass was all broken, it looked like it snowed.

When what to my wondering eyes should appear?
Mom in her nightgown, all covered in tears.
Dad was right behind her, so fast and so quick,
I knew in a moment, Sweet Caroline was sick!

She ate all the turkey, she ate all the pies.
She ate and she ate, til the food filled her eyes.

Go Caroline, Go Looie, go fast to your bed,
I must clean this up now, run fast, FAST I said!
To the top of the bed, to the bed by the door,
Now dash away, dash away, I must clean the floor!

She spoke not a word, but went straight to her work,
And cleaning the floor, she turned with a jerk!
She filled up the dustpan, and garbage can too,
She swept, and she mopped, til the mess was all through!

Then she sprang back to bed, with her mind in a fog,
Restraining the urge to spank such a dog.
And I heard her soft whisper as she fell back in bed.
No Turkey next year!
We will just eat the BREAD!

We Have Been Tagged By Cruize AND Mr. Stoke......MOL!!!!!

Antionne, Tom J. Katt,Timmy, and I have been tagged by Mr.Stoke and Cruize, two cool cats that we think furry highly of. We now have to say something nice about 10 furry kits and tag them. We will let them know by pmail. We are condensing this and will publish it on our pages.

1-We will tag the lovely Alaidh because she is furry pretty. She has lived such a long life that we know she must be wise, and should be honored. Purrrrrrsss to you.


2-We will tag another great orangie...Rascal. He is one great kitty. Witty and funny.

3-Now we will tag Scottie, who is one fine striped tabby. The markings are fantastic, and he has catitude....MOL!

4-We are going to tag the handsome furangel Beau Beau. He is a good furriend of our angel brofur Daniel A.K.A. BOBO, and they run the Bridge together and we are so glad Daniel has him to play with.

5-We are tagging the pawsome Hope (formerly known as Mysterio), she is a new baby on catster that needs our purrrsss. She was rescued and now is with her Mommie who is furry kind to her.

6-Next it will be Poodle, a kit with such pawsome markings and a miraculous life that she is worth being seen by effuryone.

7-Now we will will tag the beloved angel Amelia a more lovlier furangel would be hard to come by. She always has a kind word for effuryone she meets.

8-Another furangel we will tag. Molly Sue (In Loving Memrory) She looks like she has angel's hair instead of fur and she loves to sing.

9-Next we will tag Orion
He is a new friend that we have met at Big Leo's and he is a STAR!!

10-Last but not least, Hufflepuff. With a name like that he HAS to have one interesting story to tell. Purrrrrsss.

Well, I am done again and will alert all that I tagged.....Purrrrssss and Headbonks to you and to all, until next time!

A Song For Anna

I will sing a song to Anna
My sweetest beauty Queen.
My heart is oh so empty
The saddest I've ever been.
It seems the angels have called her
to a place that I can't go.
I will miss my lovely Anna,
I just hope my love did show.
Why do the lovelies die so young?
Why do we love them oh so deep?
Is a mystery only GOD knows.
But my memories I'll always keep.
I love you my dear lovely Anna.. my sweetest beauty Queen!

Hummphhh!

My Mommie is not happy with me today! You see I poo'ed on her bed. Not just today but yesterday morning too. She was not very happy yesterday for real, since she had to go to a birthday party for her human grandaughter and didn't really have time to change bedding, but had to anyway. No way to "fix it". She tries to have understanding that I "have a problem". The IBS. Good excuse huh?
I don't know what happens. I will go in the cat box (that I hate) for days on end, then something happens to me. Is it the clean smell of the sheets? The fact she didn't roll out of bed and make it? I dunno. It just was so soft and tempting.......heehee.
I know she loves me. Even I don't know why sometimes. Maybe it is the headbutts I give. Maybe the way I purrrr! I don't know.
When Mommie feeds me she calls my food ......."my weapon of choice". Hmmmmm!
Well, I will try to do better. Maybe everyone can purrr for me? Maybe I can change. But, I do like to go poo sometimes on a nice, clean, soft bed. I guess there will be no change until I want it, right?
Ashley my purrrrrs still go to you, sweetie pie. I think of you everyday because you are so much like me.

Why I have my name.

As you can see, I have an unusual name. Looie Weaver. Well, my Mommie named me after the drummer with the Christian rock band, PETRA. When I was born she was watching a video of the band......or so she tells me...and they kept calling out on the video......It's Looie Weaver, It's Looie Weaver. Thus I got my name. MOL!
Most of the time she just calls me Looloo, OR the one that is embarrasing to me, LoolooBell! Now that one gets me in trouble with the guys, but I know Mommie is in a love mood and I will get lots of hugs, kisses and rubbings, so it is just okay with me.
I hate it that I can't have human food. It makes me so sick. I crave it all the time. I can go 3 or 4 weeks and do really good, then I "fall off the wagon" and start the searching thru the house for food. I can jump in and out of a covered trash can and NOT knock it over....pretty good huh? Then I have cramps for a week and don't know if it was worth it. I get over THAT really quick though.
What bothers me too is no matter how my Mommie tries to keep MY special litter box clean, those cats use it and that makes me mad. I mean really! They have their own. Why can't they just leave mine alone? I think they do it on purpose, what do you think? MOL!
Well, Meows and Purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrs to all my furriends for now. I love you all.