Friday, May 29, 2009

Froot Bat Friday

For your viewing pleasure, may I present an aerial view of the froot bats:

And the exasperated view:

Happy Weekend, everybuddy!

Friday, May 22, 2009

Froot Bat Friday

I re-posted this picture because Mom needs lots of hugs this week. See, our Great-Gramma (Mom's Gram) wented to the Bridge on Wednesday and Mom is sad. We're going to take a few days off. We'll see everybuddy next week. We hope everyone has a great holiday weekend.

Now Playing: CCSI V

Poster by Karl

Head on over to see the next installment of CCSI.

We are so very honored that our very own Bitus Titus was invited to be part of the cast of this awesome production. We'd like to thank all the crew (Ruis, Angel Skeeter, LC & Ayla, Momo, Opus, Sassy, Karl, Asta, & Olive) for all of their hard work. We can't wait to see what this installment brings.

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Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Titus on Tuesday: A Defense (and a Tattle)

Let me ask you - is this the face of a criminal???

As you may or may not have heard (if your parents are on that awful Facebook), I was accused of bunn-icide on Sunday (a charge which was later changed to bun-napping after the victim bunny hopped away). But it's soooo not as bad as Mom made it out to be.

See, Mom let me in from outside and didn't notice that there was something in my mouth. Dad pointed out that there were legs hanging from my mouth and Mom tried to get me to go back outside. When I wouldn't go, *she* ran outside, screaming like a little girl. Dad finally got me outside and Mom saw the legs and started running around and screaming. Since it looked like she was playing a super fun game of RAWR, I started chasing her. It was so much fun, but apparently she didn't think it was nearly as fun as I did. She wouldn't stop screaming so Dad told her to go back in the house.

A few minutes later, she came back out with a tasty treat, but I wouldn't drop the legs even for that. In fact, as soon as I saw her, I ran over to show her what I had. Which started the whole running around screaming thing again. Which got me all excited and I started chasing her. hehe Dad sent her back in the house and told her not to come back out. hehe

I finally dropped the legs and Dad noticed that it was a little bunny. He took me in the house and gave me a piece of delicious jerky to distract me and went back outside to see about the bunny. He came back in and told Mom that it was just sitting on the patio, covered in dawg spit. He went to the garage to get something to move it with (or for something way more sad that Mom doesn't even want to think about). By the time he got back, it was hopping away. It hopped under the fence into the neighbor's yard. He said it seemed fine - no limping, no nothing else gross or sad that Mom doesn't want to think about.

Needless to say, Mom was not that thrilled with me. I got a lecture about bunnies and the whole we-do-not-eat-bunnies-they-are-our-friends and we had to go over the whole Feet and Tails Rule. AGAIN. Sheesh. I got checked for fleas (sheesh, eat one bunny a long time ago and bring in a ton of fleas and they never forget it). Any time I go outside now, there's someone standing there - watching me do my stuff and making sure that I don't eat anything. I have not had a good smooch from Mom since early Sunday afternoon. I think I've been punished enough - especially when I didn't do anything wrong.

See, I didn't kill the bunny. He wasn't even harmed. I didn't even bun-nap him. I was just bringing him inside so that we could be friends. Yep, that's it.

Mom did say she was grateful that I didn't drop the bunny in the house - she thinks it would have been mayhem. hehe

Anyway, I DID NOT kill or bun-nap anyone. Mr Bun was my new friend and he wanted to live with us. That is my story and I'm sticking to it.

As for the tattling part - After the whole bunny incident, Mom made Dad take her to the b-a-r and she drank lots of adult beverages to "steady her nerves". And she's taking to calling me "Bitus" - like *I* have an evil twin now.

Monday, May 18, 2009

Mancat Monday

Let's just say that compared to what a certain white dawg did yesterday, nothing me or Hurl Grey could do would even come close. He shouldn't have read that post about Matsui. Just sayin'.

Friday, May 15, 2009

Froot Bat Friday

She really outdid herself on the "gimme some froooot baaaaat" last night. It was awful. Be glad that there's no soundtrack.

Happy Weekend everybuddy!

Thursday, May 14, 2009

Thursday Hurlsday


It's been a slow week for me here at the Casa de Furry Kids. I only woke The Mom up every two hours all night long (by a giant bitey or some boobwalking or by chewing on the metal part of the bed) for ONLY three weeknights in a row. I told her it could've been so much worse. There was only one scratch on Titus' nose and not one chomp on a delicious pink ear. I showed restraint, I tell ya. Last night, I put a giant bitey on The Dad instead of The Mom (she's always talking about how I do that in the middle of the night and he gets soooo jealous, so I let him in on the fun). And I licked some of the ranch dressing off The Mom's salad when she wasn't looking, just to make sure that it was ok for her.
Wait a second. What am I doing? Have I run out of bad things to do? Am I going soft? This is disturbing. I need to talk to Bendrix.

Monday, May 11, 2009

Mancat Monday

Mancat Rule of the Day: Looking cute gets you out of trouble no matter what you your evil twin does. It's especially effective if you show some belleh.

Friday, May 1, 2009

Froot Bat Friday

Well, it's Froot Bat Friday again. Mom giggled when she saw this because it looks like my froot bats won't even fit in the frame. Whatevs. I am not snoozing or anything in this picture. I am trying to keep an eye on Hurl Grey, who is parading around right under my nose. And who is threatening to chomp on my delicious pink ears.

Both froot bats are in the frame in this picture. However, I am still in fear for their safety. I think it's going to be a long day.

Happy Weekend, everybuddy!