Thursday is Hurl's Day

One day last week, That Woman was getting ready to leave.  She was all dressed and ready to go.  She opened the door to let those delicious, pink ears outside and I ran out, my cape flowing behind me.  I ran to the middle of the back yard. Mwahahaha...  She had to follow me - through all the "deposits" that those delicious, pink ears left out there for the last several weeks.  She grabbed me.  I began to flail and ended up wiping my paws all over her shirt. Mwahahahaha...  She carried me inside and then managed to get a whiff of her shirt.  Let's just say that it wasn't mud.  Mwahahaha...  She had to change.  She also tried to clean my feet, but, well, we all know how that worked out for her: Scratch City. I wasn't all that happy to have poo on my feets, but I made sure that those delicious, pink ears were punished.  Why can't he just use a litterbox like everyone else? 


Mwahahahahahahahahaha...

An Award on Wednesday

We gotted this great award from our good furriend, Ariel.  Thank you, Ariel!

The You Rock Award...
Place this award on your blog with a link back to who gave it to you.
The owner must pick 5 other blogs to give it to.

We think all of our furriends rock, so please considered yourselves tagged.

In other news, today is the 3rd anniversary of EG's surgery for his obstruction.  Mom can't believe it's been that long, but she's sure glad it's over. hehe  We've got lots of new furriends who may not know the whole story, so if you want, please feel free to check out the archives for March 2007 (our archives list is toward the bottom of our page).  The whole thing pretty much lasted for the whole month.  Mom still gets twitchy when she thinks about it so we're not gonna talk about it too much right now. hehe.

In other other news, this is our new furriend, Seamus.  His name used to be Sherlock (you know, as in, Sherlock Shamrock?), but Mom changed it because she heard somebody say, "No (insert another word for poop here), Sherlock" yesterday and didn't like it.  Unfortunately, we don't think he's coming to live with us since Mom read Misty's instructions yesterday...

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

Tazo Tuesday

Drinks out of the faucet are so delicious. 

Mancat Monday

On Friday, which is pizza night, Dad and The Mom were trying to guard their pie against our furry selves.  The Mom ended up lunging after Tazo and her ranch dressing flew all over everything:  Dad, the couch, the carpet, and most importantly, ME.  I didn't realize that she got me until Titus and Tazo started trying to clean me off.  It wasn't pretty for anyone.  Then The Mom grabbed a wet towel and tried to wipe it off.  That didn't go that well for her. heh heh  Anyway, I finally gotted all the ranch off my furs.  And I'll tell you what.  It really brings out the shine.  My furs have never looked so luxurious.  And no, Khyra, no dipping sauce jokes from you!

Froot Bat Friday (With a Special Guest)

Today, I have invited a very special guest to the bloggie.  This is my cousin, Ben.  Check out those froot bats!  Aren't they great?

This is the face you get when I have to hear "gimme some frooooot baaaaat" over and over.

And this is what you get when you decide that calling me "Harvey Woofnagle" over and over is cute. (For your information, it's not.)

Happy Weekend, Everybuddy!

Thursday is Hurl's Day

I have been very, very busy this week.  Even though I have left those delicious, pink ears alone - for now - I have been running out the door almost every day.  It is especially entertaining after dark, when I am nearly impossible to see. I usually just swoop around the patio, but today, I got out to the middle of the back yard.  That Woman was shrieking and carrying on and freaking out.  She just does not understand how great it feels to have the wind blowing your cape around.  Until next time, my friends...

Mwahahahahahaha... 

Wondering on Wednesday

So here I was, snoozing in Titus' bed, and Mama decided that she just had to get a picture of me.  Which woke me up.  See how crabilated I look?

In other news, I am wondering about something.  Every morning when Mama leaves for work, she gives us all a smooch and a skritch behind the ears and tells us she loves us and to have a good day.  That's pretty much where it ends for Titus and me.  However, she ALWAYS adds, "And you be a good boy today," for EG.  I wonder why that is??? hee hee