tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56298608612400627802024-03-07T13:54:55.444-05:00The Furry KidsThe (sort of) daily adventures of a dawg and two kitt'ens.d'RChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04321438966881167436noreply@blogger.comBlogger1392125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629860861240062780.post-75310772942294388492018-01-24T14:02:00.002-05:002018-01-24T14:02:59.800-05:00Squirrel TV<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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We moved to a new house a couple of years ago and the TV is just soooo much better here. Now if I could just get Daddy to bring me some snacks...</div>
Tazohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01420226403317798290noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629860861240062780.post-34092602181536679172017-06-14T09:10:00.000-04:002017-06-14T09:10:09.046-04:00Tummy Tuesday (on Wednesday)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Sometimes you just gotta air out your tummy furs.</div>
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The Furry Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14133087886069215423noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629860861240062780.post-65447999956461352032017-05-08T08:37:00.000-04:002017-05-08T08:37:34.832-04:00Meeting Your Fans Monday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Daddy was outside last week and this lady and little sticky person stopped in front of our house. They were pointing and looking at the front window. Daddy asked them what was going on and the lady told him that they walk to our house every day to see me (I hang out in the bay window a lot because that's where the best sunspots are). I didn't happen to be in the window at that time, but Daddy found me in the living room and carried me to the door to see the sticky person. The sticky person got to pet me and the lady said that was the best day ever for that sticky person. Mom came home and Daddy told her the story and now they tease me about having a fan club. MOLThe Furry Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14133087886069215423noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629860861240062780.post-54160574927349127432017-04-28T09:15:00.001-04:002017-04-28T09:15:26.292-04:00Furry Kid Flashback<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />The Furry Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14133087886069215423noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629860861240062780.post-46413930722836344492017-04-20T08:39:00.003-04:002017-04-20T08:39:51.725-04:00Thursday Thoughts<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It is very, very rainy here today. I am thinking that a snooze is a great idea.</div>
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The Furry Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14133087886069215423noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629860861240062780.post-21371254939948348382017-04-07T09:01:00.001-04:002017-04-07T09:01:30.100-04:00Froot Bat Flashback Friday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This is one of my favorite napping spots. Especially when it's sunny. Zzzzzz</div>
The Furry Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14133087886069215423noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629860861240062780.post-5532177065961363602017-03-20T09:03:00.001-04:002017-03-20T09:03:24.877-04:00Monday Morning Face<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Mom likes how I have my arms crossed. hee hee</div>
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The Furry Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14133087886069215423noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629860861240062780.post-29194200120683705822017-03-13T09:24:00.000-04:002017-03-13T09:24:10.753-04:00Sunspot Snoozin'<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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We had sunshines here yesterday. Which means lots of good naps in the sunspots. </div>
The Furry Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14133087886069215423noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629860861240062780.post-4732993293831510302017-03-01T08:44:00.002-05:002017-03-01T08:44:51.827-05:00Wordless Wednesday: Melting Kitteh Edition<br />
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<br />The Furry Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14133087886069215423noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629860861240062780.post-45705114375074340892017-02-22T08:34:00.000-05:002017-02-22T16:54:25.776-05:00What The Paw WednesdayHey guys! Guess what? So Mom started keeping a jug of water in the fridge because she thinks it will help her drink more if it's cold. (Ask her how that's going MOL). This morning she was getting me a fresh bowl of water for the day and she hadn't had enough of that coffee stuff that she drinks so she can move and talk in the morning and she grabbed the milk out of the fridge instead of the water. And she poured milk right in my bowl! She would've left it, too, but I got super curious and started drinking and I never do that in the mornings. So she realized what she did and got rid of the milk. Darn it! I wish I would've played it cool.The Furry Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14133087886069215423noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629860861240062780.post-72112299323864719052017-02-21T08:41:00.002-05:002017-02-21T08:41:27.917-05:00Tails on Tuesday<br />
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Sometimes I play hide and seek with Daddy. I'm good at hiding. hee hee</div>
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<br />The Furry Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14133087886069215423noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629860861240062780.post-18787744980537957482017-02-15T08:50:00.000-05:002017-02-15T08:57:58.898-05:00Wordless Wednesday<br />
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PS - Can you guys see the picture ok? Mom got some weird message from blogger when she added my picture. She thinks it's fixed, but we're not sure.<br />
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PS 2 - Who do you use to host your pictures?The Furry Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14133087886069215423noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629860861240062780.post-90824430379688578702017-02-08T08:56:00.000-05:002017-02-08T09:01:48.920-05:00What the Paw WednesdayWhen EG was sick, he had to take a medicine three times a day with food, so Daddy and Mom added Breakfast at 7 am to our schedule. Breakfast! At 7! Yay! Morning foods! Yay!<br />
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Except that then EG went to The Bridge and Daddy and Mom decided that we were going back to the regular meal times. Meaning no more breakfast at 7. Something about Mom having a hard time dividing my food by 3 so early in the morning or something. Lame-o excuse, if you ask me. So I'm back to two meals a day - which is wrong, wrong, wrong. What.The.Paw. My tummy gets soooo hungry over night. So I yell at her for food as soon as she gets out of bed. I usually score some treats first thing in the morning, which is cool. But I really hope that one day she's so sleepy and out of it that she forgets and ends up giving me my 7 am breakfast again. Paws crossed! </div>
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The Furry Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14133087886069215423noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629860861240062780.post-24152440549341040792017-02-03T08:32:00.000-05:002017-02-03T08:35:51.935-05:00Earl GreyIf you're not furriends with Mom on that BookFace thing, you probably haven't heard that EG had to go to the Bridge on January 6. He got real sick (acute kidney failure) a couple of weeks before Christmas. He had to spend four days in the kitty ICU at the v-e-t. He improved a little bit there and got to come home. Daddy and Mom and the v-e-t did everything that they could to try and help him get stabilized so that we could spend more time with him, but he was too sick. Daddy and Mom had to help him go to the Bridge. We miss him so much.The Furry Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14133087886069215423noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629860861240062780.post-53301902041016296592017-02-01T09:55:00.003-05:002017-02-01T09:55:56.747-05:00Anybuddy Out There?Hello???? Sheesh, it's dusty over here. Let me get rid of these cobwebs and maybe get back to blogging. I miss my furriends. <div>
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The Furry Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14133087886069215423noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629860861240062780.post-17570847565067541382015-04-02T08:53:00.002-04:002015-04-02T08:53:22.156-04:00Hot Spot<div>
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This thing really puts out the warms - even better than the dishwasher! The Mom said that we're not supposed to be on it at all (something about it's dangerous and we'll burn our feets or something). But I'm like, whatever, I'm going to do what I want. (She also wants me to tell you that if <strike>on the rare occasion that</strike> they're using the stove, me and Tazo have to <strike>get locked up in kitty jail for like a squillion hours</strike> be in our room until it's cooled off and safe for us and that even then she's hollering at us to stay out of the kitchen.) Dood. I'm just trying to take a nap.<div>
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The Furry Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14133087886069215423noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629860861240062780.post-49709709493517241112015-03-25T08:33:00.000-04:002015-03-25T08:33:15.215-04:00You're Gonna Have to Wait Wednesday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This is me and Daddy. We are watching TV and he is patting my 'tocks. He is the only one who is allowed - Mama just doesn't do it right. Don't get me wrong - she tries hard, but it's just not the same. hee hee Anyway, if it looks like I might just slide off the couch onto my head, you would be right. I got so into the cuddling that I sort of slid off onto the floor. But don't worry! I'm ok - the poofy blanky on the floor helped cushion my fall. Plus, then Daddy and Mama were super worried about me so I got a ton of attention. It all worked out. </div>
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The Mom wants to thank everyone for the birthday wishes. She's about a squillion years old now. As long as she's not too old to open up cans of stinky goodness, everything will be ok.The Furry Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14133087886069215423noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629860861240062780.post-5676080976595775352015-03-04T08:44:00.000-05:002015-03-04T08:44:05.439-05:00Washing the Dishes Wednesday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="text-align: center;">We like to help with the dishes. By napping on top of the dishwasher and stealing the warms. It's very comfy. We even have The Mom trained to clear us a space on the counter when she starts the dishwasher. We're working on getting her to put a bed up there for us. Wouldn't that be cozy? heh heh</span>The Furry Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14133087886069215423noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629860861240062780.post-15317129755136721982015-02-25T09:03:00.002-05:002015-02-25T09:03:45.971-05:00Wordless Wednesday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The Furry Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14133087886069215423noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629860861240062780.post-66659796805543728942015-02-18T08:23:00.001-05:002015-02-18T08:23:52.454-05:00WOOOHOOOO Wednesday!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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These are my feets. Mama always wants to grab them and stuff because she has a thing for kitty feets. Thankfully, Daddy told her to leave them alone because we were trying to nap on the couch. hee hee The Furry Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14133087886069215423noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629860861240062780.post-54839166817730421342015-01-29T08:45:00.001-05:002015-01-29T08:45:40.120-05:00Disco Nap<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Daddy took this picture of us last night. The Mom thinks that with the lighting we look like we're napping at a disco. Then she started giggling about a "<a href="http://dictionary.cambridge.org/us/dictionary/british/disco-nap" target="_blank">disco nap</a>." Whatever, lady. We've seen her try to take one - she ended up sleeping right through the event. hee hee <br />
We are thinking that she needs to take a remedial napping course. We will teach it because we are expert nappers. The Furry Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14133087886069215423noreply@blogger.com3