Friday, February 26, 2010

(Not So) Froot Bat Friday

For some reason, I feel like I'm being watched. I'm hanging around, trying to steal Dad's pudding, and I just have this weird feeling...

Happy Friday, Everybuddy!

Thursday, February 25, 2010

Thursday is Hurl's Day

Look at her, sleeping so peacefully. She has no idea what's about to happen.




Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Award on Wednesday


We gotted an award from our friends, Trouble the Kitty, and The Crew.  (EG and HG seem very close to Trouble the Kitty for some reason.  I am not sure why.)  Anyway, we are supposed to list ten things that make us happy.
I, Tazo, will start it off.  Here are ten things that make me happy:
Good, delicious foods
Sleeping on the cable box
Plague ratsies
Sleeping on top of the dryer
Sun spots
Hogging the space heater
Climbing into the oven
Sleeping on Daddy
Stealing foods
Killing bugs for Mama

And now, ten things that make EG happy:
Hunting ice cubes
Stinky goodness
Making biscuits on The Mom, with extreme clawr action
Milk jug rings
Hogging the dawg beds
Hogging the people bed
Keeping my machine clean
Running out the door
Being held by Dad
Chasing Titus

We're going to let HG make a list, too, since he's so fond of Trouble the Kitty.  Brace yourselves.
Whapping Tazo
Whapping Titus
Delicious, pink ears
Delicious, dawg ankles
Clawring That Woman
Chomping Tazo
Running out the door and running far, far into the yard
Glaring at everyone from my snoopervisory post on top of the fridge
Eating things that make That Woman freak out
Hacking up hairballs

Monday, February 22, 2010

Mancat Monday

Mancat Rule of the Day:  It is very, very manly to warm your 'tocks on your parents' pizza. heh heh

In other news...

I will look you straight in the eye and tell you that I didn't try to steal your breadstick.  And, of course, I did not run outside and try to run away from you.  No.  No, I did not.  That is all.

Friday, February 19, 2010

Froot Bat Friday

It's a lazy Friday here in Froot Bat Land.  I have gone two weeks without an official photoshoot (*and* having to hear "Gimme some frooooot baaaaat").

Here's a picture of me after my belleh skritches:

The froot bats standing at attention:

Tired froot bats (but at least no one pasted bright pink lips on my head this time) AND what me and Mom plan on doing this weekend:

Hope everybuddy has a great weekend!

Thursday, February 18, 2010

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

White Dawg Wednesday

Mom went into the archives again.  She likes these pictures because of my smile. For some reason, she really digs it when I smile.  All I can say is, I would definitely smile a lot more if someone wasn't constantly after my ears. 

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Titus & Tazo Tuesday

Mom's still sicky, so she went into the archives for today.  Here's one of her favorite pictures of me and Tazo.  Here we were trying to watch TV, but someone was using that annoying flashy box. hehe

Then she found this picture and thought it was a perfect one to show exactly where she gives me my smoochie kisses every day.  I'm not quite sure there's anything less manly than hot pink lips between your froot bats, but I'm gonna cut her some slack.  Just because she's sick.

Monday, February 15, 2010

Titus Week & Mancat Monday

So yesterday was my 10th birthday and it wasn't real fun.  Mom and Dad are sick, so we didn't do much of anything.  I laid around with Mom and tried to get her to feel better.  She felt real bad because she had lots of plans for my birthday, but she didn't feel good at all, so we didn't really do anything special.  (Well, now that I think about it, I did get a bite of maple cookie and a bite of bread...)  She promised to make it up to me, though, and she said that it could be Titus Week on the blog.  It's a week of ME! 

Here's a picture of me last night.  Being a nurse is super duper hard work.  It sure wears out a dawg.


Now, we can't really let Mancat Monday pass us by.  So here's my "Mancat Rule of the Day:"
It's REALLY manly to take your fluffy white teddy bear to bed every night. BOL BOL BOL


I got this bear for Christmas last year and EG bear-napped it.  He carries it around and talks to it all the time.  Most mornings, Mom wakes up and it's in bed with her. BOL!  ♫ EG's got a teddy bear, EG's got a teddy bear ♫ BOL BOL BOL
::whispers:: Please don't tell him that I told you.

In other news, does anyone know when the Competitive Eating events are being held at the Olympics? That's my favorite event, you know.

Friday, February 12, 2010

Froot Bat Friday


Well, Mom ran out of time last night, so I didn't have to go through the horror of a treat-less photoshoot.  Nor did I have to hear "gimme some frooooot baaaaaat."  She was plunking around in the archives and ran across this picture.  It's one of her favorites.  Sorry it's a repeat, but check out the pinkness of my ears!  

Happy Weekend, everybuddy!

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Thursday is Hurl's Day


I've had a pretty busy week.  I've had biteys to give and pink ears to chomp and pink noses to whap. It's really exhausting.  I also tried to steal a loaf of bread from That Dad Guy last night.  We had a tug of war thing going on.  Technically, he won (because he has thumbs), but he says I won because the bread had teeths marks in it and then he refused to eat it. I say, what's a few teeths marks between furriends? Then while he was complaining about it to That Woman, Tazo snuck up behind him and grabbed the bread again.  Maybe she's starting to see things my way.  Could there be another evil twin at the Casa de Furry Kids?


Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Gotcha'd!!! and Wintery Wednesday

Today is my 9th Gotcha-versary. Here's the picture that started it all. hehe 

Mom and Dad saw this picture of me and fell in love. Once they actually met me, it was all over for 'em. There is no resisting my delicious, pink ears. hehe We've gotten some new furriends since we blogged about my whole Gotcha'd "event," so you can read about my first few days HERE.  Mom doesn't really like to think about the first couple of days, but whenever she does, I get lots of extra hugs and scritches. 

In other news, check this out:

Mom and I played outside for a little bit last night.  Then I got too "wild" (*her* word) and she was afraid my neck would get hurty again, so we had to go inside.  She said we can play a little tonight when she gets home.  I'm not gonna tell her that I'm gonna play this afternoon when Dad's shoveling. hehehe

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Tazo Tuesday


This picture was taken right before the picture from yesterday's post.  Notice the very hard stare that I am giving EG.  I was trying to get him to move off of my FAVORITE SLEEPING SPOT.  He didn't.  We had to share for a few minutes.  But then he put the bitey on me and I had to go sleep on the couch with Titus. Sometimes grey brothers can be a pain.

Monday, February 8, 2010

Friday, February 5, 2010

Froot Bat Friday

She said those words. I got "Gimme some froooooot baaaaat"-ed. And I must admit, I stuck my tongue out a little. That is all.

Happy Weekend, everybuddy!

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Thinking on Thursday

I'm thinking that dawg 'tocks are pretty comfy for napping.
In other news, Mama calls my snoozing position "vampire kitteh."  And whenever I sleep like this, she always says, "Good eeeeeevening" in a vampirey accent. hee hee
Oh, and *I* do not chomp on delicious, pink ears. Just so you know. 

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Tazo Tuesday

Last night, we went ice cube hunting.  Those ice cubes are wily.  We caught one.  And we whapped it all over the kitchen floor.  And then it wented away.  I think it might be hiding under the couch or something.  We're gonna get right on that. After a little nap.

Monday, February 1, 2010

Mancat Monday

So on Friday, you all were shown this picture and somedawg was supposedly terrified during his froot bat photoshoot.

Puh-lease. There is no reason to be terrified. I'm just snoopervising the shoot. Making sure that he gets adequate treatage. Just look at that innocent, grey face.  I was not going to chomp on his delicious, pink ears. I would not do that. ::crosses paws behind back::

In other news, check this out:


I am an official furriend of the Naughty Kitty Club.  Because I am not naughty.  No sirree bob.