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We are Manny and Mo

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Our first entry

September 6th 2008 11:20 am
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Hello, Catsters!

We are Manny and Mo and although we still live at the shelter, our understanding is that next week after we are "tutored" we will come home to live with meowmy and big brother KRAMER.

Manny says: "I am all black and very mellow. I have he most beautiful copper eyes and I love to lie in your amrs and have my belly rubbed.

Mo says: "I suspect I will be a little devil. Already I have mischief in my eyes! I'm on the lookout for trouble and I bet I find it."

Kramer says: "Dear God help me!"

Ha ha! Well, we are da babies, gotta love us!


Waiting Waiting Waiting

September 7th 2008 1:31 pm
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Well, we are at our foster home and life is just dandy.

Our new expectant mum thinks she is being induced or something, because she is so nervous about us coming.

What is they turn down her application? What if she appears too anxious? What if? What if?

All she knows is she met us once and she loves us already! She can hardly wait to hug us and squeeze us and love us and call us George. Hey wait a minute, she wouldn't do that, would she?

She will be a silly mum. She already figured out our personalities. Mannie loves to stretch out in your arms and melt. He enjoys belly rubs and tactile stuff. Mo is a silly butt and will let you scritch his head and then he will wiggle and play bite your fingers. We fear already we know who Mo's mentor will be!

We think we will have a love of fun in our new home with our new big brother Kramer. Let's hope the paperwork goes thru quickly or our new mum will have to be sedated! MOL


Mum's been thinking about us...

September 8th 2008 1:37 pm
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Mum has too much time on her hands. She dreams about holding us and cuddling us in our new home. She thinks Manny looks like a little panther and his new nickname is Manus ben Pantera. Oh great!

She thinks Mo looks like his namesake Mo, Evil Cat Genius. Not so much in appearance, but in attitude! But she will stop short of asking MoECG to be catfather MOL!

She is SOOOOO silly.

And she worries about Kramer. What will he think when we two beautiful baby boys arrive on his doorstep? Will he take us in and love us? Will he run away? Will he eat us? Wow, those are scary thoughts.

Well, tonight we go to the vets and tomorrow come home with much higher voices. MOL! (we make ourselves laugh!)


East Side Story - The musical!

September 10th 2008 8:36 am
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Tonight tonight, we're going home tonight
We're going home to live with our mum!
Tonight tonight, it all begins tonight
Sleeping in, chasing tails, having fun
We're living in the local shelter
Which can be helter skelter
Because we're more than one......
So moon grow bright and make this endless day endless NIGHT.....

snap snap
When you're a cat with a great brand new home
You've got places to check out and closets to roam
When you're a cat with a brother in tow
You can jump on the counters whenever you go.

We're always around, we're never out of trouble.
When mummy comes home we blame it on the big guy DOUBLE!

When you're a cat with an Ikea house
You can sleep all day long,
There's no chasing a mouse.
When you're a cat there's nothing elllllssssseeeeee!


Mum going to get them at 6:45. Film at 11:00!!!



September 18th 2008 7:19 am
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Dad is away and won't be home for a few weeks. Silly man didn't know he had new babies!

Well, mom finally told him and he said " !@#(*& ^#@^ ^~_@*%^@#%%~@_#^~" Or something like that.

Then the next day he called and said he had a dream about cuddly black cats. Mom said that was US! So dad says we can stay, but he may change our names. We'll have to see about that. (we were staying anyway! MOL)

Mom has been sick so we stayed right by her side and helped her with everything she had to do.

She talks funny when we help her. "Don't help me. Get out of there, leave that alone. Get out of the fireplace, OUCH. NO NO! Bad kitty!"

So we must be abig help to her.


Manny's in the Doghouse!

September 23rd 2008 8:20 am
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(Written by Mo)

I may be silly, but I'm not stoopid. Even I know we DONT BITE THE MOMMA!

Manny was a real pest last night. Mom was doing that thing she does with a needle and thread and Manny just wouldn't give up. She was sitting and he'd jump up and try to grab it from her. She'd say, NO NO STOP DONT, BAD KITTY and put him on the floor. Then he'd jump up and try it all over again. What does he think? If he gets put on the floor and hops right back up, she'll think it's a different kitty and let him have it. Dummy!

Then mommy had chicken for supper. Now we all like chicken, but I know when to stand back and wait for a treat. El Piggo Manno, hops up in her face sticks his mouth IN her mouth and BITES HER!

Let's just say there was no chicken for that chicken picken little pig!



Mean Mommy

October 2nd 2008 6:31 am
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She's mean, we tell you. MEAN!

Number One - We STILL don't have names. Are we Manny and Mo? Are we Lenny and George? Are we Clancy and Clemenza?
Or still No No and Stop Don't?

AND she had the nerve to take us out to the V-*-* to have our nails done. Not your garden variety snip and trim. She made us get those fancy Lee Press on nails for cats! Now when we try to jump on the arm of the chair there is this pathetic moment, when we look terrified as we realize we're not gripping anything, then we slowly slide back to the floor. AND SHE LAUGHS AT US!

We'll get her!

Well, maybe. She still is awful warm and we love to sleep with her. The other night Mo fell asleep in the crock of her arm and stayed there all night. He was upside down, belly and snoring. Then he had a dream and his little body wriggled all over the place.

Last night we both slept on top of her, so she couldn't move. It was nice and comfy. We started off in her arm and we both purred together. Then funny--- we both fell into deep sleep. (Kitty REM) and stopped purring at the same time and began to snore.

Kramer still isn't too happy with us. Mom locks us out of the bathroom so he can have special time in the tub without us bothering him.

Manny and Mo


Mo here again.... I must be the family reporter

October 6th 2008 8:29 am
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You know, when mom first met us, she had a pretty good idea of our personalities. She thought I would be a little debbil and Manny would be laid back and calm.

Well, I am a little bit of a debbil, but I am not brave. I like to sit back and check things out and then make my move. I love my big brother Kramer and I love my mommy. Sleeping with (on) my mommy is the best thing on earth. But again, I wait til Manny gets there first and then join in.

On the other hand, Manny IS so calm that he practically melts in your hands, but he HAS NO FEAR. He has been caught in the fridge, the dishwasher, the washing machine, he jumps up on the counters. Someday he'll get burned. Yesterday h snuck out on the balcony and mom caught him walking the railing, three stories up. He only weighs four and a half pounds.

So yesterday mom's friend came to help paint the bathroom. A nice rusty brown, she calls it. What do I know, I'm colorblind! And Manny was right in there trying to help. He stuck his paw IN the paint can and then ran. Mom went flying after him. There were brown paw prints, all over the hardwood in the living room, up the stairs, in one bedroom, in the hall, into the other bedroom and under the bed.

Mom finally caught him and soaped him down. He was like a paintbrush, You wash, more paint comes out. Mom was not amused.

But because I was so good, I got a little cheese as a treat. Manny might starve to death.

So picture what dad will say when he comes home tonight and sees their new "printed" bedroom carpet!




October 7th 2008 5:47 am
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Well, this thing they call the daddy came home last night and we are NOT impressed. He doesn't play, he doesn't feed us and he kicked us off his head when we climbed up on there in bed.

Threw our entire routine off.

Mom kept telling us daddy was coming home and we kept asking "whats a daddy"? So this big guy shows up and plunks himself down in Kramer's recliner, pops a can of something and starts to snore!

How uncouth! We checked him out, did our usual cat scan and he did pick us up and give us a little cuddle, but nothing like mom and nothing like we deserve!

He was VERY rude when we attacked his feet in bed last night. Pushed us OFF OUR BED!

Well, mom is at work, and he is home alone, so lets see what happens to him today!


We are "Special" Cats

November 11th 2008 6:03 pm
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Mom has just found out we have a birth defect called horned paws. It does not seem to deter us, but our paws have claws growing out of the pads of our feet. She read up on it, and it must be genetic since we both have them. Klancy has a large one on one paw that looks and grows just like a claw. Kozmo's are smaller and harder to see.

Mom says Kozmo is a silly boy. His face makes her smile and she can't typeetyyyyyyyyyyyy (see) without him helping. Yes, that was actually Kozmo.

Klancy is a limp kitty. Whenever you pick him up he just relazes and falls asleep in that position.

What funny boys.

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