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!

Thinking on Thursday

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Originally uploaded by dog_mom2001

Mom thinks this photo is funny. EG hates to be smooched on the lips. Every time Dad picks him up, he tries to give EG a smooch and EG always stretches out his front feets and puts them on Dad's lips. Dad will keep trying and EG will keep pushing him away. It makes Mom giggle.

Wordless Wednesday

Tazo Tuesday: The Postponed Edition

Yes, everybuddy, more crappy, recycled camera phone pictures. But there's hope! Mama spended a squillion hours on the phone with some technical support dudes and we can use our computer at home again. Wahoo! Unfortunately, after she spended those squillion hours on the phone with the technical support dudes, she said she was going in search of chocolate and Mother's Milk. We haven't seen her since. Should we be worried?

Mancat Monday

Talk to the paw!

Froot Bat Friday

Aerial view:



Snoozy view:


Sorry for the crappy archive camera phone pictures. Mom is having one of those weeks. She and I have been planning a big weekend of nothing. We'll let you know how it goes.
Happy Weekend, everybuddy!

Thursday is Hurl's Day

Ah, yes, my furriends. It is that special day of the week again. Mwahahahahahaha...
Ahem. Yes, well, as you may or may not know, Casa de Furry Kids is still experiencing some technical difficulties. And I have been called upon to take care of bizness, as it were. The bitey has been applied to the following:

A delicious, pink arm - twice
Delicious, pink ears - I lost count
Tazo - Way too many to count
That Woman - can you say infinity? Mwahahahahahahaha...

What do the first three have to do with the computer problems in the house? Not a thing. I was just doing my evil twin duties. What can I say? I love my job.

Until next time.

Mwahahahahahahahahahahahahaha...

Wordless Wednesday

Tazo Tuesday

It is officially freezy cold here in the Mitten State. Mama is doing frequent "frozen ears of corn" and "freezy toes" checks. And we have all had them this weekend. It was so cold that I tucked myself under the fuzzy pad on the scratchy post. Mama SQUEE'd. It hurted our ears. That is all.

Mancat Monday

Did you notice the recycled picture? Yeah, me too. I don't have a rule for today. It's taking everything I have to restrain myself from putting the bitey on The Mom. She tried to get all fancy and do some sort of network thing at the house and well, now it's pretty much not networked. And she can't upload any new pictures of me. Well, she says she can, but she WON'T. Because it's too much of a pain in the 'tocks. Blah blah blah. And we can't visit our furriends from the comfort of the couch any more not that she's really been good about helping us with THAT lately either. Dad keeps telling her to call the router people, but she claims she doesn't feel up to it. Again - blah blah blah. We all have to suffer? Pu-lease, The Mom. Suck it up and take care of bizness. You've got some angry Furry Kids on your hands. If this keeps up, it won't be pretty.

Froot Bat Friday!

So on Wednesday, I had to get my teeths cleaned, an xray of my back, and a lump on my leg biopsied. I had to spend the whole day at the v-e-t. Ick, I tell you. Ick. (Everything is fine, by the way. My teeths are sparkly, my xray didn't show anything funky, and my lumpy bump is just a fatty mass.) But look at my arm (the bandage doesn't even go that great with my furs!):



Here I am shortly after I gotted home. Mom was happy that I was snoozing on the new bed.



Look at what happened to my arm. They shaved off my furs, exposing lots of pink deliciousness. I have a bad feeling about this.



Mom giggled about the bandage. She said they must have picked that one out just for EG. hehe



Here I am after a little nap. Mom says I have super sleepy eyes, but that my froot bats look fabulous.



Here is me in the morning. I am trying to catch some Zzzzz's. Even though I am snoozing, my froot bats are on high alert. And, in case anybody was wondering, I did get a smooch on the snout and one right between the froot bats.


Happy Weekend, everybuddy!

GOTCHA'D!

Today is our Gotcha Day. Four whole years at Casa de Furry Kids. Holy cats!

Us then:



Us now:


And here's Thirteen Things that Mom has learned about Kittehs in the last four years:

1. They are cool. She was always one of those "Dawg Persons", but now she knows the coolness of the kitteh.

2. Purrs are cool.

3. Kittehs are super smart.

4. Certain grey kittehs will eat very dangerous things and have to have them cut out of their tummies. heh heh

5. Kittehs have a mind of their own. As in, she will get the bitey if we don't want to be petted.

6. Kittehs never sleep. Ever. She hasn't had more than 4 straight hours of sleep in four years. Mwahahahahaha...

7. Some kittehs love to chomp on delicious pink ears and tasty dawg ankles.

8. Some kittehs do not follow normal kitteh laws. Like hating aluminum foil. Guess what? Aluminum foil doesn't bother us one bit. Mwahahahahahahaha....

9. Some kittehs love all kinds of food. Some are pickier.

10. Kittehs can steal food right off your plate.

11. Kittehs are pretty good for cuddling - if they want to. But you can not use them as a pillow. That will get you the hairy eyeball.

12. Sometimes a kitteh will have an evil twin. Who wears a cape. And does bad things. Mwahahahahaha....

13. Always have Dad take care of the mani/pedis. heh heh

Wordless Wednesday: 'Tock-tober

Award Day or Meme Day or Something

So my good friend, idol, mentor, and inspiration, Trouble the Kitteh, tagged me for a meme or award or something. I'm supposed to list six things that I like. Hmmm, that should be easy.

1. Biting delicious, pink ears
2. Biting yummy dawg ankles
3. Glaring at That Woman
4. Biting That Woman
5. Pretending to be a giant, jungle kitteh taking down a sick and weak Titus or That Woman wildebeest
6. Getting That Woman up at 2 am and keeping her up all night


I will tag:

Ariel
Tripper
and Bendrix, even though I know he's super busy with Tole, I mean, Joel

Mwahahahahahahaha...

Mancat Monday

Mancat Rule of the Day: Look innocent. Very, very innocent.



Heh heh

Froot Bat Friday

The froot bats on the new bed. No, I repeat, NO treats for this one. Duhr.

Thankful Thursday

So my Dad ordered me a fancy, new bed. It was delivered yesterday by the man in the brown shorts. It's got some fancy details (but that is not my paw print). Thank you, Dad! This new bed is awesome!



Here I am checking it out:



It seems pretty comfy.



Oh, wait. You know, I'm not too sure about the new bed. Decisions, decisions. Tower of beds on the left? Or fancy new bed on the right? I'll just chillax here on the floor and think about it for a bit.



I really think I like my tower of beds more. Even though Mom says she doesn't think my sleeping in a hole does a whole lot to help my neck.



5 minutes later...

Mwahahahahahahahahahahaha...