Monday, June 18, 2012

Mancat Monday


Mancat Rule of the Day:  It is very manly to hunt ice cubes with your sister.  Until those Delicious, Pink Ears walk by and eat them. Not cool, Delicious, Pink Ears. Not cool.


Friday, June 15, 2012

Froot Bat Friday


I was trying to get Dad's raisin bran, but The Mom said, "Puppies don't eat raisin bran, T-Bone." Whatever, lady.  I've eated raisin bran before. A whole box. And then you panicked and called the v-e-t and they made me give it all back. I'm still a little hissed off about that.

So far, I've avoided the bath and the v-e-t. But it's coming.  I just have a feeling about it. Especially since The Mom gotted one of those postcards in the mail from the v-e-t that says I need to go. Total bummer.

Happy Weekend, everybuddy!

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Tazo Tuesday


Mama wasn't exactly thrilled when I tried to help her unload the dishwasher last night. I do not know why. Look how good I am at snoopervising.


Monday, June 11, 2012

Friday, June 8, 2012

Froot Bat Friday

Tiny, mini baby animal crackers. Kinda lame. But at least it's a treat.





I have heard rumors of me getting a :whispers: bath and a trip to the v-e-t.
If anyone needs me this weekend, I'll be hiding in the bedroom.

Happy weekend, everybuddy!


Monday, June 4, 2012

Mancat Monday


Mancat Rule of the Day:  It is very manly to hog the couch and the remote.

Friday, June 1, 2012

Froot Bat Friday



The Mom likes this picture of me because she says I'm smiling. I'm smiling only because she is holding a tiny bit of burrito out for me. See what happens when you hook me up with treats, The Mom?  I actually look *happy*.

In other news, I kinda sorta made a bird go deaded the other night. It was awesome.  I never caught a bird before. The Mom was screaming and running around and trying to keep me from nomming it. Then she ran in the house screaming for Dad and it freaked out the twins and made them all poofy. Sheesh, lady. Chillax.  Anyway, Dad came out and got a shovel and took care of the evidence.  He told The Mom that the bird even left guts on the shovel.  She gagged because she's super wimpy. Whatever.  It's good to have a Dad that has your back.  Plus, The Mom hasn't been slobbering all over me because she says I have bird breath. hehehe

Here's the scorecard (if you've been keeping track):

Shadow & Titus: 1  Squirrel: 0
Titus: 0  Baby bunneh: 1
Titus:1  Bird: 0

Anyway, have a great weekend, everybuddy!