Thursday Thirteen - Edition 10

Thirteen Things We’ve Done This Week

Momma thinks we did this TT before, but there’s all kinds of new stuff to add to the list.

1. EG stole Momma’s loaf of marble rye, ran into the family room, and tried to hammer it down. When Momma tried to take it back, a tug of war ensued and EG actually growled at Momma. I tried to help him hang onto the bread by weaving around Momma’s legs, but it didn’t work. Momma pretended that she was going to let him have the bread and when he came up for air, she took it back.

2. EG and I have learned how to open the Snack Drawer. Or rather, the Former Snack Drawer. See, once we figured out how to open the drawer so we could check out the snacks, Momma cleared all the snacks out. All that’s left is some jingle balls. Which we now help ourselves to whenever we want. Hahahahahaha!

3. Titus raided the litterbox again and got sick. But he got to score some chicken and rice. He (so far) has narrowly escaped going to the V-E-T this week.

4. EG ran outside alone in the dark. Grey cat + dusk = really hard to find. Momma says she’s glad he’s got white feets, otherwise it might have taken her longer to find him.

5. We stole Momma’s pumice stone out of the shower (a pumice stone is a very cool rock that she keeps in the shower – she uses it on her paw pads to keep them soft and luxurious like ours). From the really hard to get to shelf. In the middle of the night. And we left it in the hallway, so everyone could see it. But from the sounds Momma made when she stepped on it with bare feets, we don’t think she thought that was such a good game.

6. EG got to taste strawberry-flavored kefir. He liked it. A lot. Now Momma can’t really enjoy her breakfast any more without a little, grey face in her glass.

7. EG and I worked together to score a taste of T’s chicken and rice. Momma was feeding him a snack and I grabbed the measuring cup and tipped it a little and some fell out. (This trick works great with kibble – EG taught it to me. The chicken and rice (or kibble) rains down onto the ground and then you get to clean it up off the floor.) While Momma was giving T the snack, we gobbled it up. It didn’t even askeer us this time. It was very tasty! (The last time Momma tried to give us chicken, it askeered us a little and we didn’t want to eat it.)

8. Titus went outside for his late night outing the other night and when Momma went to check on him, he wouldn’t come to her. Then she noticed that he was chasing something around the yard and throwing it up in the air. Momma had to go get him by the collar. Neither of them were very happy. Momma sent Daddy out to look for a body, but he didn’t find anything. Momma was very happy about that because it means that whatever it was got away.

9. Titus got to lay outside in the sun while Daddy worked on his car. He loves to nap in the sun.
10. EG pulled the garbage can over again. Because there was something tasty in there. Except this time we couldn’t get to it because Momma put a child lock on it. Rats!

11. I was playing jingle ball and got carried away and knocked the water bowl over. And it broke. Whoops! Momma didn’t yell though. She was just hoping she could get the glass cleaned up good so we wouldn’t step on any.

12. Momma emptied the litter boxes, washed them out, and refilled them with brand, new litter. Only she forgot to put a little used litter in with the new (EG is weird that way – he won’t use new litter until I break it in for him. And if he has to go before I do, then he pees (or something else) right in front of the litterbox). But instead of thinking outside the box (so to speak), he started eating the litter. Momma was not pleased. Yes, it’s all natural. No it does not belong in *anyone’s* tummy. She had visions of another obstruction surgery. Daddy asked her why she was crying…

13. EG woke Momma up at 2 this morning, trying to get one of the kitchen cabinets open. She flicked on the light and saw him running down the hall carrying a bag of pasta. Again, more tug of war and growling (from both EG and Momma). I supervised the whole scene. EG did a really good job, but Momma won. I think she usually wins anyway.

As you can plainly see (Momma loves it when Skeezix says that), we’ve had a very busy week. For some reason, Momma thinks we’re ganging up on her. :shrugging:

White Dawg Wednesday

This is a picture of me doing one of my very favorite things - perching on the couch arm, looking out the window. I think this picture is very, very artistic since it's actually a picture of my reflection in the TV.

In other news, my tummy is feeling better. I haven't ralphed and my 'tocks seem to be on the mend. Plus, I get to eat SMALL, FREQUENT meals of chicken and rice (score!) and it is very delicious.

~Titus

PS - Jeter, I heard that you are a life coach and I think maybe I need some help with my litterbox surfing problem. I think it's starting to affect my life in a negative way. Are you willing to work with dawgs? I know that you're not all that excited about our fair species, but can I please make an appointment with you? I think I have a problem.

Daisy, do you think maybe you could give me your medical opinion? Do I need to be hynotized? My Dad knows someone who got hypnotized to stop smoking and he hasn't smoked in 3 years. What do you think?

Tummy Tuesday

It's been pretty hectic at the house of the Furry Kids for the last few days, so I'm going to post one of Momma's favorite pictures of me. I'm taking a little nap on my Daddy.

In other Tummy news, Titus' tummy has been feeling a little sick. Momma thinks he ate a bunch of kitty box crunchies again, because he ralphed and has the squirts. Momma made him some chicken and rice and told him to get better or else he has to go to the V-E-T. She also ordered a super duper baby gate for the litterbox room so he won't be able to get in there at all now. He's not going to like that.

I'm sorry we haven't been able to visit everyone's bloggies lately. We'll catch up very soon.

Love,

Tazo

Feel Better Soon, Rocky

Our friend and idol, Rocky the Gutter Cat, isn't feeling so hot. His people are taking super good care of him so that he get strong enough to hang out with his Spicy Vixens. We hope you feel better soon, Rock. We're purraying and sending pawsitive thoughts for you. Get well soon!

Wiped Out Wednesday

Trouble Tuesday

We get in a lot of trouble for doing this, since EG's 'tocks are planted on Momma and Daddy's plates. Momma sort of frowns on that.

Man Cat and Tell Momma Monday - Edition 3

I, Earl Grey, would really like to go outside. Mom says I can’t because I’m a little kitty and it’s a big world out there. Plus, she's just super protective of me after that whole eating the dog toy/obstruction incident. *much eye rolling* She did say that once I get my shots up to date and a microchip, she would probably get me a harness (and also reminded me that I’d have to wear a collar and tags outside with my harness – boo, hiss). She was wondering if there was anything special that she needs to know about harnesses. She’s been scoping them out at the pet store and the cat ones look pretty basic. Are those what you guys have?

She’s also worried because she had a dog once that would slip out of her harness and she certainly doesn’t want that to happen to me because I may run away and I won't come back like her dog did and she doesn’t want that to happen. It really worries her that I can get so boneless and rubbery. Has anyone slipped out of their harness?

Finally, she’s wondering about a leash. Titus has a ginormous 6’ leather leash that would be much too heavy for a mancat such as myself, but she’s wondering if the leashes that match the harnesses that she saw at the store are sturdy enough to wrangle me. I told her that she wouldn’t have to wrangle me because we’re not in a rodeo or anything.

Hmmm, I think after all these harness questions, I may have her talked into a stroller. *grins*
I guess that’s it for Tell Momma Monday.

Peace out.
EG