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.