Thinking on Thursday

Mama was thinking that I looked super cute trying to steal the warms from the cable box.  I am thinking that I kind of wish she would just let me finish my nap.  :sigh:

Thinking on Thursday

We're thinking that it would be nice if Dad turned off the light so that we could finish our nap on the laundry.

Thinking on Thursday

I'm thinking that Mom's side of the bed is pretty comfy.  When she gets up in the morning, I slide right in to her spot. It's still warm even. I scratch up the covers into a nice, floofy nest and make myself comfortable.  hehehe

Thinking on Thursday

I'm thinking it's time for chin scritches please.

Thinking on Thursday

We are thinking that it's probably going to be mani/pedi time. Darn!

Thinking on Thursday

The Mom thinks that the curly paw thing (shown above) is super cute.  I think she should maybe let me finish my nap.

Thinking on Thursday

I'm still helping The Mom with her "spring cleaning."  It's not going well.  I'm thinking she may be hopeless.

Thinking on Thursday

I'm thinking that it's been so hot that all I want to do is stretch out and take a nap. Who's with me?

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. 

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

Thinking on Thursday

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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.

Thinking on Thursday

Oh.My.Cod. We're thinking that maybe we should be worried.

Thinking on Thursday

Today, we're thinking about our pal, Maxi, brother of Dr. Tweety. He's been really sick for the last few days. We're purring and purraying and sending all kinds of healing thoughts his way.

Thinking on Thursday

We are thinking that we found the most awesomest way to get more attentions! (Are you ready for this?) Sneezing! One kitteh sneeze (dawg sneezes don't count because Titus sneezes like once a day) and Mama comes running. She scoops up the sneezer and fawns all over him or her. It is super cool. I, Tazo, sneezed last night and it worked like a charm. She scooped me up off the condo and asked me if I was ok and gived me a tummy snorgle and ear scritches and then walked around the house carrying me like a baby. It was awesome! Now if only we could get her to dole out some treats...

Thinking on Thursday

Earl Grey or Hurl Grey? Mwahahahahaha

Thankful, Thinking, and Thirteen on Thursday

Something has me thinking. We gotted this new tower/scratchy post/hidey place recently and every time I go in there, there's cool stuff waiting for me. Like primo nip and toys and stuff. I wonder who's been putting all that cool stuff in there for me. Maybe I'll have to call Harley Secret Agent 007.5. It's quite a mystery.

As for the thankful and 13 parts, Mama is thankful that Titus has gone 13 days without indescriminant competitive eating. hee hee

Happy Thursday everybuddy!

Thinking on Thursday

I'm really thinking I need an evil twin. Certain things have happened this week that I had absolutely nothing to do with like taking a taste of a delicious pink ear or a mysterious scratch showing up on Titus' nose or all the water being splashed out of the water bowl. The Mom keeps asking who's responsible for these goings-on, but I don't really have a good answer. Of course, *I* didn't do anything even remotely naughty, but she's not really buying the whole Not Me thing.

As you may or may not know, I really admire Hendrix and Bendrix. Inspired by them, I toyed with the evil twin idea a few months ago and got some great suggestions for a name, but I can't decide. So, there's a poll over on the right side of the bloggie. If you have a minute, please scope it out and vote.

Thinking on Thursday

I'm thinking that I will just sharpen my clawrs on Daddy's exercise bike. hee hee I'm also wondering why Mama grabbed the camera before she told me to stop clawring the seat. But I think sometimes beans are a little bit weird.

Thinking on Thursday

I'm thinking that I maybe should have re-thought my trip to the kittybox crunchy buffet yesterday. Because now I've got 'tocks trouble, too. Grrrrr

Thinking on Thursday *and* Aunt Jen Update

I have these hairs that stick out of the back of my front legs. I have two on one leg and three on the other. They are way longer than the rest of my furs. Momma noticed that EG has them, too.

Does any other kitty out there have these? Do they have a special purpose, like are they special leg whiskies? Or are we part of some horrible, alien experiment? Or are they connected to our tummy clocks (which have been set to 4:30 am for the last week)? I'm guessing Dragonheart and Merlin don't have them, which leads me to believe that they're not exactly a necessity, which leads me to believe that I maybe should be a little askeered. Should I go hide under the bed?

All this thinking is making me sleepy. I think I need a nap.




UPDATE ON AUNT JEN: More happy dances and screaming at our house this morning. Aunt Jen called Momma to tell her about her bone marrow test results. She's in remission! She starts her consolidation chemo on Monday. This part is supposed to kill all the bad guy cells that might be lurking around so they don't sneak in and cause a relapse. Aunt Jen and Momma want to thank you guys for all your thoughts and purrs and purrayers. They really appreciate it. It means a lot to Aunt Jen that all kinds of kitties and dawgs and beans are pulling for her.