Happy New Year!!!

Wordless Whappin' Wednesday

Tazo Tuesday

EG and I gotted Plague Ratsies for Christmas.  They are awesome.  Here I am reading the label:

Here I am after I gotted all googley eyed:

The good news is that EG gotted all hopped up on the nip and he didn't attack me or have to get a timeout.  It was awesome. Mama gives the Plague Ratsies two thumbs up just for that. hee hee

We hope you all had a very Merry Christmas and/or Happy Winter Holiday of your choice. hee hee

Christmas Cards

We're sending out cards again this year. If you would like one from us, please email us at thefurrykids AT gmail DOT com.

If we sent you one last year, you're already on our list (though if you moved, we don't have your new address).

Mom love love loves to send cards (she says it's her "thing" - yeah, we know she's a weird one), so please don't feel like you have to send one back. She says it's more of a pay it forward thing or something.

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What the Paw?!?!?! Wednesday

We see many things wrong with this picture.  What is Santa Clawrs doing with that vishus deer?  Why are they in a police car golf cart?  Did he arrest that vishus deer?  Where is the sleigh? Why is that man in the orange coat gesturing at them?  Are they both under arrest? Why is this post so lame? Why is Mom complaining that she needs a certain grey individual to sleep at night so that she's not too tired to help us make more interesting posts? Why did that certain grey individual keep chomping on my ears last night?  WHY? WHAT THE PAW?!?!?!?!
 

Twins on Tuesday

Mancat Monday

The Mom says Santa Clawrs is supposed to come to our house this week.  I'm being good.  See? heh heh

Froot Bat Friday

First, to take care of a little housekeeping-type bizness, we enabled comment moderation for everything.  We're sorry - the spammers gotted us and Mom can't stand word verification, so she's taking care of it Old School style.  We, The Furry Kids, are kinda happy about it though, because it means she checks our email a lot more frequently.  She has caused us to miss out on some cool notes from our furriends in the past by not checking our email enough. Duhr.

On to the froot bats:

One picture, two treats, no "gimme some frooooooot baaaaat."

In other news (and we think this is the most important part of our post today), our hearts are heavy, Our furriend (and my froot bat mentor), Prinnie, went to the Bridge yesterday.  Rest in peace, Prinnie.  You are much loved and missed.  To your mom and dad and sisters and Pierro, we send quiet purrs and white dawg hugs.  Doesn't she have the best.froot.bats.ever?

Another One of Mom's Faves

But not one of EG's (please note the big, pink nose in the corner). hehehe

Wordless Wednesday

Mama likes this picture because of my crossed front paws and my snorgle-able tummy.
Khyra, how's my paw placement?

Tazo Tuesday

Mama likes this pictures lots.  Even though we opened the bag of Cheetos and helped ourselves.  We are lucky to have escaped with our lives.  There is one thing about our house that you need to know.  You don't get between Mama and a bag of Cheetos.  It's not pretty.

In other news, our furriend, Fluffy, hadded to go to the Bridge yesterday.  Her mom and dad and fursibling, Bear, are super sad.  We were just wondering if you had any spare purrs or purrayers, if you could send them their way. :(  They don't have a bloggie, but their Mom reads ours sometimes.  So, if you're reading this, Mr. E, Mrs. J, and Bear, we're really sorry for your loss.  Rest in peace, sweet Fluffy.

Mancat Monday

So The Mom is being lazy er, lame uh, she's busy this week.  Yeah, she's "busy" and "stressed out" so she's decided to post some of her favorite pictures of us this week, instead of taking new pictures of my handsome, mancatly self, my lovely twin sister, and those delicious pink ears. 

So this is me at my first Christmas.  I am almost 5 months old here.  Dad and The Mom gave me that orange lizard guy.  And my Grrrandma and Papa gave me that red fuzzy puff ball on a stick.  I am showing it who's boss and that is very manly.

In other news, I have made biscuits on The Mom every night for the last week.  Hurl Grey's plan is working perfectly. heh heh

Froot Bat Friday

Here I am, listening to THOSE words and trying to ignore them.



The taking of this picture was very unfair. She was saying THOSE words and distracting me from protecting my delicious froot bats. Many, many treats are in order. But those many, many treats have not yet been dispensed. I'm not sure I should hold my breath.

DUHR.

Thursday is Hurl's Day

EG's been very, very helpful this week.  See, I've got him "making biscuits" on That Woman (something he has never done on her ever in the four years that he's lived with her).  He's done it every night for the last five days.  Sometimes, he even uh, um, tries to get milk from various parts of her.  But anyway, he's been "soooo sweet" (her words) this week, that she's totally falling for it.  Once she gets comfortable, then we strike. 

Mwahahahahahahahahahahahaha...

Wordless Wednesday

Tazo Tuesday

Doesn't this picture just ooze innocence? Of course, I had not just whapped Tazo on the head. Or bit her ear. I wouldn't do that. heh heh

Mancat Rule of the Day: ALWAYS look innocent.

In other news, The Mom apologizes, but she's gonna have to moderate comments for a while. She's trying not to have to do word verification, so please bear with us. Stoopid spammers.

Froot Bat Friday

She didn't have to say the words. But she did have Dad helping her by shelling out treats. It was awesome!

Happy Friday everybuddy!

Thursday is Hurl's Day

My plastic-mesh-string-eating plan was awesome. That Woman freaked out and cried and EG got fawned over by lots of wimmins at the v-e-t's office. The extra attentions and no medicines or special diet were awesome. The whole rectal exam wasn't exactly planned, but, well, sometimes there's collateral damage. (What's that? I wasn't supposed to mention that part? Oh, sorry about that, EG.) Plus, it's been very entertaining to watch That Woman "dig for gold" in the litterbox. She bought a rug to cover the yummy hole in the carpet that contains the yummy plastic meshy string stuff and then she sprayed everything with bad tasting spray and topped it off with habanero pepper sauce. I'm devising a plan to get around that. I'll let you know what I come up with.

In other news, I think That Woman is on to me. She's discovered that my favorite week of every month is the week before the full moon. I stay up all night every night and run around and get Tazo and Titus all crazy and we play THoE for hours. As it turns out, this week it's her busy week at work and her lack of sleep is really doing a number on her. Even though she's figured out my system, she's too tired to do anything. My plan is working perfectly!

I've also tasted some delicious pink ears and delicious dawg ankles this week. That Woman felt so guilty for all the attentions EG got so she was laying on the floor cuddling with Titus. I meandered around them, snoopervising for all they knew, until they weren't paying attention. Then kapowee! I took a big chomp on a delicious pink ear. In the ensuing ruckus, I snagged a taste of delicious dawg ankle, too. It had been so long since I'd had a taste - I'd forgotten just how delicious Titus is. I really need to get back into the whole chomping thing.

Until next time...

Mwahahahahahahahahahaha.....

(Sort of) Wordless Wednesday

Mom says this is why she doesn't pay us in treats for our photoshoots. It got *real* wild there for a minute. hehe

Tazo Tuesday

Because of the conspicuous lack of treats around here, there will be a conspicuous lack of cooperation. I'm sorry, Mama, but that's the way it has to be.

Mancat Monday

If your The Mom or Not-The-Mom types are on facebook, you might have heard about my weekend. If not, well, see, I eated some plastic mesh from the carpet sometime last week. Only The Mom didn't know I eated it until Friday when she figured out that I scooted it out of my Spot #13 onto the carpet. She freaked out (because of my little obstruction incident which The Mom is too lazy to make a clicky link for but I started getting real sick at the beginning of March 2007 and had my surgery on March 17, 2007 if y'all want to check out our archives and because of my pal, Misty's, string problem) and started crying a lot (which Dad later sort of gave me a talking to about - I guess I'm not supposed to eat stuff and then make The Mom cry. I'll never understand wimmins). So I hadded to go to the v-e-t. Terrible, terrible, terrible things happened to my Spot #13 (which was kinda sore anyway after scooting out a 4" long piece of plastic string and I'm not gonna talk any more about it - it's too embarrassing), but after some additional belly poking and some xrays, the v-e-t said that she was 98% sure that I was not going to have a problem, but that I should be watched for a couple of days. So The Mom has been on poop watch and puke watch and watching-me-like-a-hawk watch for the last couple of days. She says to tell you guys that everything seems fine and that I'm acting perfectly normal. In fact, I've been cozying up to her a lot for the last couple of days. Don't tell her, but I feel kinda bad that she cried and all.

I guess the Mancat Rule of the Day is to try not to eat super dangerous stuff and make your The Mom or Not-The-Mom types cry. And if s/he does cry, then you should probably kiss up like you never have before.

Twins on Tuesday

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Mama got all SQUEE-y. It hurted our ears.

Mancat Monday

Mancats do not eat black beans. Please study the following picture:



The red arrows point to the bean pieces. I stoled a bean off The Mom's plate, but I was tricked. Black beans are no good. I am not a vegemetarian. The blue arrows point to the shadow of my head. I was giving the bean pieces a very hard stare. Because they are rude and un-delicious.

In other news, The Mom has started calling me Eggward Cullen Grey and keeps saying that she's with Team Eggward. I'm not sure what that means, but it's kinda annoying. Though, Eggward is better than Eggraham Lincoln. :sigh:

In other other news, HG eated about half of a plastic bag over the weekend. Obviously, The Mom freaked out and has been "digging for gold" in the litterbox looking for pieces of plastic. It is awesome. heh heh

Froot Bat Friday

No treats, no froot bat, Mom. You want froot bats? Then pony up with some treats.
Not five minutes after my photoshoot ended (with no froot bat action, of course), Mom put away the flashy box and the froot bats came out. hehe

An Award on Thursday

We gotted this award from our pals, Freckles and Deb. We are supposed to tell 7 things about ourselves and then pass this award on to 7 bloggers.

7 Things About The Furry Kids

1. Titus does 99% of his competitive eating when Mom leaves for work. So he gets babygated in the family room or in the bedroom with Dad until Dad gets up in the morning.

2. Tazo love love loves people foods and has to get locked in the bedroom when Mom or Dad is cooking.

3. EG loves to eat plastic, rubber, latex, and silicone. He has helped our house become lots more "green" since we can't have that stuff in the house any more.

4. EG gets all nipped out and gets wild. Tazo gets all nipped out and gets googly eyes. Titus does not get nipped out because he is a dawg.

5. Titus cuddles up with Dad every night on the couch and gets tummy scritches.

6. We all work together to get the kitchen cabinets open and to help ourselves to snacks. So all of the cabinets and the fridge have baby locks on them. We're working on getting around those. We'll let you know when we figure it out.

7. Life was lots more quiet before Hurl Grey showed up.



Now we're going to tag:

The Crew
Prinnie and Pierro
Roxy and Lucky
Clover and Chewy
Junior and Orion
Ariel
Lucy and Trixie

Wordless Wednesday

Tazo Tuesday

If you were thinking that I was sleeping right before this was taken, you would be correct. If you were thinking that I got snorgled right after this picture was taken, you would be correct again. It's tough being a sleeping kitteh around here.

Mancat Monday

I was just trying to take a little snooze, and the pawparazzi got me. Hey Khyra, check out my paw placement. What do you think?

In other news, I horked up a couple of hairballs yesterday. It totally freaked out The Mom. It.was.awesome. heh heh

Froot Bat Friday: The On Strike Edition

No treats. No froot bats. 'Nuff said.

In other news, last night Mom called EG a "floofy, grey baby." hehehehehe He gave her the stink eye. If I was her, I'd sleep with one eye open tonight.

Have a great weekend, everybuddy!

Happy Veteran's Day

Tazo Tuesday

This is a little trick that I play with Mama. I refuse to look at her whenever she tries to take my picture. hee hee

Mancat Monday

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Trying to sleep here, The Mom. I have things to do tomorrow. Specifically at 3 am.

Froot Bat Friday

• Two pictures
• Two treats
• No "gimme some frooooot baaaaaat"

I think she might be mellowing out.

Happy Weekend, everybuddy!

Thinking on Thursday

I am thinking that Mama is going to be getting the back of disrespect for a while. Last night, she was making apple crisp and I was helping her. I thought that it was very important to make sure that the crisp part was just right, so I kept trying to taste it. She didn't appreciate my snoopervising so she hadded Daddy put me in the bedroom and shut the door. I was stuck in there all by myself. And he didn't even turn on the light! It was horrible. Luckily, EG sat on the other side of the door to keep me company and then he meowed and meowed so that Mama knew how horrible the whole situation was. She finally letted me out and tried to give me all kinds of cuddles, but I wasn't having any of it. I think it will take lots of treats before I'll even consider forgiving her.

Wiped Out Wednesday

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This is me yesterday morning. Mom covered me up and I took a nice snooze. It was pretty comfy.

Tazo, Twins, & Tattletail Tuesday

Here is a picture of us with the nip that EG showed you yesterday. This was taken right before EG hadded to get put in timeout. hee hee

Here is the tattletail part: It is not the picture that Mama wanted to post today. She chased me around with the camera last night and finally gotted a good picture. Except she had forgotten to put the memory card in the camera. Then she couldn't find the cord to get the pictures off the camera. hee hee

Mancat Monday

Here I am enjoying some nip. It.is.awesome. See, The Mom's friend who, it turns out is way cooler than The Mom and I might have to go live with her instead sended us a care package because she knows how super deprived we are and how super duper lame our The Mom is . Inside was homegrown nip. It is so awesomely awesome. I rolled around in it and gotted it all over my furs. Then I freaked out and started chomping on everyone and had to get a timeout, but that's a story for another day.



Anyway, in other news, me and Hurl Grey have been super busy. The Hello Kitty Halloween basket managed to last until Sunday morning. At about 3 am, she ended up taking an unfortunate tumble off the mantle. heh heh

Those pesky squirrels stoled one of our pumpkins off the front porch and left only seeds. Very, very rude. We tried to stop them by jumping at the window and hanging from the curtains.

The foil/double sided tape on the TV stand plan didn't work. The Mom is going to have to do better than that. heh heh

We have stayed up all night long for the last three nights. heh heh The Mom checked the calendar and found out that there's a full moon tonight, so she's hoping that that's the deal. We'll see, The Mom. We'll see. heh heh

Happy Monday, everybuddy!

Froot Bat Friday

These are my treats. I got two this week. However, calling them treats is kind of a stretch. If you're going to get all technical about it, they are pieces of kibble. And kibble is not the same as treats.



And now, for the froot bats. She didn't say that annoying phrase, and she just snapped one quick picture. I can deal with this kind of photo shoot. All I had to do was put up with a smooch between the old froot bats and she left me alone.


Happy Weekend, everybuddy! Here's to hoping that maybe Hurl Grey will go out trick or treating and not come back. He's been exceptionally chompy on my delicious, dawg ankles this week. :sigh:

Thinking for Thursday

I am thinking that this guy needs to not be eating our pumpykins and making a huge mess on our porch. Dad bought one for each of us and this guy has been chomping on them. We are not happy. But then again, it does make for good cat/dawg tv.



Mom thinks that this double-sided tape/foil combo will work to keep the twins from playing around behind the TV. I think it's nice that she has that dream. hehe

Wordless Wednesday: The Face-Off Edition

Tazo and Titus on Tuesday

Mama thinks Titus looks a little more relaxed in this picture. As opposed to THIS. hee hee

Mancat Monday

The Speechless The Mom Edition

Froot Bat Friday

I got a treat. One treat. But she had pity on me and only took one picture.
Happy Friday, everybuddy!