Mancat Monday on Tuesday

Mancat Rule of the Day:  It is very manly to help your The Mom put away the winter clothes.  It is exceptionally manly to get your picture taken with pink kitty jammies.

Mancat Monday

Dad and The Mom went shopping yesterday.  They brought me some bags.  It was kind of awesome.

Froot Bat Friday

This was supposed to be my post for last Froot Bat Friday, but since Blogger was not cooperating, I didn't get to post. Mom said I could fill you in today.
Last week, I wented to the v-e-t for my check up.  It wasn't that much fun.  They stoled my bloods and gave me shots and stuck needles in these lumps I've got on my side to make sure they were ok (they were). Dr P-G looked at my teeths and my eyes and my froot bats and listened to my heart and lungs - you know, all the usual stuff. I lost some weight, which freaked Mom out, so she's been feeding me lots this week.  That's kind of awesome, because as you all know, I do love to eat. BOL 

Then there was this:

His name is Marty.  He was trying to get up in my bizness. He lives at Dr P-G's office.  Mom and Dad say he's pretty sweet and that he didn't want to chomp on my delicious pink ears.  I would've believed them, except I heard Dr P-G say that Marty reminds them of EG. (The Mom here: It's because he's curious and gets into all kinds of mischief and has eaten stuff that made him sick, just like EG.) That really freaked me out.  Stay away from my ears, little, white dood. 

Then when it was all over and I was ready to go home, a bad thing happened.  Dr P-G and Dad and Mom just stood around and talked. Talked! Like they were furriends. I mean, I like Dr P-G and all, but I don't really want her palling around with my pawrents.  That's kinda creepy.  

Here's a picture of me on the way home.  It was super hot here that day, so I'm panting. And I'm exhausted from my v-e-t trip so I've got droopy froot bats and sleepy eyes.  Mom kept squeeing the whole way home. I just wanted to take a quick snooze, but it was impossible with all her racket.

So I got home and ate dinner and got to finally take a nap.  I was kinda hissed off because after a trip to the v-e-t, I always get a plain hamburger from the first drive thru that we pass on the way home. Mom says we don't pass anything on the way home from Dr P-G's new office.  That's fine, Mom.  I'm just not going to go there any more.

Later that night, Mom busted out some treats for a quick photoshoot.  She tried to get me to smile, but I just needed treats.  She got the froot bats, that should be good enough. 

Happy Froot Bat Friday, everybuddy!  We hope you have a great weekend!

Tazo Tuesday

Just having a little quality time with Mama.  I'm not even going to ask why there are dawgs on her jammies - I don't want to ruin the moment. 
 

Mancat Monday

Mancat Rule of the Day:  Act super cute and sociable and show your belly to your pawrents' guests.  When they get lured in by the cuteness, bunnykick 'em and give 'em the bitey. heh heh

One Word Wednesday

What?!

Mancat Monday

The Mom says I look handsome and bright-eyed and bushy-tailed in this picture. I don't know about that other stuff, but I do think I look pretty handsome.  She's lucky that I even let her take my picture.  But sometimes I just feel bad for her so I have to let her do what she wants. Plus, Dad reminded me that it was Mothers Day, so I had to throw her a bone. The Moms these days are so demanding sometimes. Sheesh. 

Mancat Rule of the Day:  It is very manly to take pity on your The Mom and look handsome so that she can take a picture of you.

In other news, our furriend, Jeter Harris, posted a follow up interview with Those Delicious Pink Ears on mousebreath!  Head over there to check it out.  Mousebreath! is awesomely pawsome!  There's all kinds of news and contests and cool stuff. (Personally, I can't wait to watch Band of Whiskers. It's gonna be pawsome.) Don't forget to bookmark it or add it to your reader or subscribe to get it delivered to your email.  You don't want to miss out on all the cool news and stuff over there.

Froot Bat Friday

Since my secret lair was revealed last week (grrrrr), I thought I might as well take you on a tour of my other favorite napping spots.  Here are Favorite Froot Bat Napping Spots numbers 2, 3, and 4:

Please look closely at the above photo.  Favorite Napping Spot #2 is located in the background of the photo.  It is a fabulously comfy dawg bed from the warehouse club. It is fuzzy and warm on one side (for winter napping) and cool and comfy on the other side (for summer napping).  Favorite Napping Spot #3 is on the couch, on the cushion that is in the foreground. Normally, it is covered with a blanket so that the twins' clawrs don't scratchie it up, but I like to uncover it so that I can feel the cool leather against my furs.  Which leads me to Favorite Napping Spot #4:  the pile of blankies and pillows on the floor. It's an ok Napping Spot in a pinch, but it takes a lot of work to get the blankies scrunchied up just right.


Last night, Dad caught up with me in yet another Favorite Napping Spot (#5).  I am avoiding the camera because *somekitteh* is making biscuits on me and I don't really want to be seen in such a compromising position.  Plus, I'm not looking at the camera because I GOT NO TREATS.  Work with me, Dad! Sheesh! You're turning into Mom. :sigh:

Have a great weekend, evverybuddy!

Wordless Wednesday

Ok, so it's not quite Wordless, but we just had to tell you guys our exciting news.You know the new website that Skeezix started?  You know, mousebreath!?  Well, da grate Jeter Harris writes a column and he interviewed our very own Titus.  It's pretty exciting.  Head on over there and check it out!

Mancat Monday

Me and The Mom chilled yesterday.  I just wish she would've closed the blinds.  That light was making it hard to nap.

She was trying to get pictures of me taking a post-nap bath, but I gave her the stink eye.  A mancat needs his privacy, you know?