Wednesday, December 27, 2006
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
It was a Kittymas Stocking.
humph! charlie opened the Paw without me........
and it's even nice to sleep with...
Sunday, December 24, 2006
Saturday, December 23, 2006
Thursday, December 21, 2006
It's here! It's here!
The postieman camed and brought our Secret Paw! It's from Dazey all the way in Mericky!!Pandora's sleeping so I hadded a good sniff. Did Dazey leave her stinky rub on it - or is that postieman I can smells?
Can I open it now? Can I? Can I?
Mama cq: No Charlie, it's going under the tree with all the other gifts until Christmas
But Mum!! Kittymas is four days away! That's like........[counts on paws] a gazillion sleeps away!
humph. I think I'll go wake up Pandy by jumping on her!
Monday, December 18, 2006
Today is the deadline for TWO Kitty Kontests n Award Thingies!
Food Lady/Dood of the Yeer Award
Monday at midnite is the dedline for nominayshuns for the Food Lady/Dood of the Yeer Award being run by Skeezix!
If we can git 50 nominayshuns, Brandi's Mom, Libby Marie's Mom and Oreo's Mom will eech git $50. Only ten to go........
GRATE prizes have just bin added!
Go to http://foodladyaward.blogspot.com/
Friday, December 15, 2006
Huh? Wassat??? eek!!
WATER?? I hate water!!
Mama cq: Charlie, you climb my tree, you will be sprayed - your choice.
I can't promise I'll be good, Mum, but I'll try.......see?
[mutters] water!! Honestly..............
Pandora: woo hoo!! The brat is being disciplined!! [BIG feline grin]
Thursday, December 14, 2006
It's such fun, I can walk all the round the pikshur box and surprise them on the other side......and then I stands in front of the moving pikshur and they talks to me 'Get down, Charlie', 'come on, Charlie', 'We can't see, Charlie'........ I likes being the centre of attention....
Wasn't Daddy nice to buy me this new TeeVee - or as I call it, climbing frame..?
Saturday, December 09, 2006
More from Uncle bionicdwarf - this could be my story....I think Mum is thinking of putting up that tree wiff all the glittery stuff again!
This is a wonderful time of year when the humans decorate the home for us cats in anticipation of the visit from "Santa Claws." The tree went up yesterday, and so did we! Whee! Made it to the fourth branch within the first five minutes before the Big Owner chased us out of the tree.
So, as we do every year, we waited and watched the humans decorate the Cat-mas tree with all sorts of these things humans call "ornaments."We call them "cat toys."
Ornaments are invitations to a cat, bright and shiny spheres just daring us to knock them off. And we're pretty good at it, considering all the trees they've decorated.
Every year humans hang the ornaments a little higher out of our range, forcing us to elevate our game to knock them off. Humans "ohhh and ahhh" as they decorate the Cat-mas tree. Us? We salivate in anticipation of the night's activities.
The humans retire to bed, as is custom during Cat-mas season, leaving us to play with our tree.
Tonight is a challenge, the ornaments are at an all-time high. We crept under the tree and began to scale branches. This is great! A tree in our own home, why don't they do this year-round? Five, six, seven branches, we climb like a pro. Ten, twelve, we are halfway to the top, and there is the first ornament! This is easy as Cat-mas fruitcake.
We make our way down the branch approaching the first ornament. It lightly jiggles as our weight causes the bough to bend. Almost there! One paw away and we feel a shudder. Hey, something is not right here, we begin to lose our balance. The room is tilting! No, the room is not tilting ... the Cat-mas tree is falling! ME-OW!!
It seemed like forever as the tree leaned, then pitched, and finally crashed to the floor in a resounding bang of explodingbulbs, ornaments, and broken limbs. We quickly extricated ourselves from the splintered tree just as the Big Owner came bursting in snapping on the lights and talking excitedly.
There we were, sitting next to the tree, as innocent a look on our faces as any other in the household.
"What happened?" he growled.
Not a peep from us, we turned and looked at the tree.
"I guess we hung too many ornaments on one side of the tree," we heard him say later as he hoisted the mangled Cat-mas tree back into place.
"Goo-ood answer," we thought.
The Big Owner staggered off to bed, and we retreated to the living room. Maybe we'll tear down those stockings that were hung by the chimney "with care".
It was a good day.
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
1. Clear large space on table for wrapping present.
2. Go to wardrobe and collect bag in which present is contained, and close door.
3. Open door and remove cat from wardrobe.
4. Go to cupboard and retrieve rolls of wrapping paper.
5. Go back and remove cat from cupboard.
6. Go to drawer and collect transparent sticky tape, ribbons, scissors, labels, etc.
7. Lay out present and wrapping materials on table, to enable wrapping strategy to be formed.
8. Go back to drawer to get string, remove cat that has been in the drawer since last visit, and collect string.
9. Remove present from bag.
10. Remove cat from bag.
11. Open box to check present, remove cat from box, replace present.
12. Lay out paper to enable cutting to size.
13. Cut the paper to size, trying to keep the cutting line straight.
14. Throw away first sheet because cat tried to chase the scissors and tore the paper.
15. Cut second sheet of paper to size by putting cat in the bag the present came out of.
16. Place present on cut-to-size paper.
17. Lift up edges of paper to seal in present, wonder why edges now don't reach, and find cat between present and paper. Remove cat and retry.
18. Place object on paper, to hold in place, while cutting transparent sticky tape.
19. Spend next 20 minutes carefully trying to remove transparent sticky tape from cat with pair of nail scissors.
20. Seal paper down with transparent sticky tape, making corners as neat as possible.
21. Look for roll of ribbon; chase cat down hall and retrieve ribbon.
22. Try to wrap present with ribbon in a two-directional turn.
23. Re-roll up ribbon and remove paper that is now torn, due to cat's enthusiasm in chasing ribbon end.
24. Repeat steps 12-22 until down to last sheet of paper.
25. Decide to skip steps 12-16 in order to save time and reduce risk of losing last sheet of paper. Retrieve old cardboard box that you know is right size for sheet of paper.
26. Put present in box, and tie down with string.
27. Remove string, open box and remove cat.
28. Put all packing materials in bag with present and head for lockable room.
29. Once inside room, lock door and start to re-lay out packing materials.
30. Remove cat from box, unlock door, put cat outside door, close door and re-lock.
31. Lay out last sheet of paper. (Admittedly this is difficult in the small area of the toilet, but try your best!)
32. Seal box, wrap with paper and start repairs by very carefully sealing down tears with transparent sticky tape. Now tie up with ribbon and decorate with bows to hide worst affected areas.
33. Label, then sit back and admire your handiwork, congratulating yourself on making good of a bad job.
34. Unlock door, and go to kitchen to make drink and feed cat.
35. Spend next 15 minutes looking for cat, before coming to obvious conclusion.
36. Unwrap present, untie box and remove cat.
37. Retrieve all discarded sheets of wrapping paper, feed cat and retire to lockable room for last attempt, making certain you are alone and the door is locked.
38. At time of handing over present, smile sweetly at receiver's face, as they try and hide their contempt at being handed such a badly wrapped present.
39. Swear to yourself that next year, you will get the store to wrap the darn thing for you.
Monday, December 04, 2006
'Twas the night before Christmas
and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring,
not even a mouse.
'Cuz the cat had pounced on him
and tore him apart-
Ate his mousey intestines
And chewed up his heart.
Kitty thought he heard sleigh bells,
which made him take pause-
He stopped daintily licking
the blood from his claws.
"Must be Santa" thought Kitty
(that quite clever cat)
'Cuz nobody else climbs down
the chimney like that.
Indeed it was ol' Santa,
so jolly and fat
With a load of presents
and all for the cat!
"Wow, the best Christmas ever!"
Kitty thought with a purr,
Then he coughed up a hairball
and shed some more fur.
from Uncle Bionicdwarf!!
Friday, December 01, 2006
Saturday, November 25, 2006
It is so much fun playing wiff mum's stuff!! I put the bite on it good...mum could see my teef holes!
But her speshul box is for her re-en-ack-men and it has all her stuff in it safe and sound. She was very angery and she locked her speshul box wiff string so's I couldn't borrow nuffin' else.......
She said cow-string and knifes were too dan-jeroos for fluffies to play wiff.
Monday, November 20, 2006
Monday, November 13, 2006
Sunday, November 12, 2006
Monday, November 06, 2006
Mum calls them whizbangs...
Mum is feeling a bit like this......
'cos she is sad and blue......her bean V E T says it's called dee-preshun.
We hopes she feels better soon - 'cos she's not helping us wiff our bloggie!!
Friday, October 27, 2006
Tuesday, October 24, 2006
This is Tara wiff one of her fur-avourite toys, the broom.
We'd like to go give Tara lotsa furkisses, but she lives a longs way away - in Candy-Daddy.
[mum: Canada, Charlie]
Yup, wot I said - Candy-Daddy. And her new mama says she is helping Tara design a nice new bloggie. And here it is!
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
Mum, I is dreaming about Ariel.......... she still loves me.........
You still in love, Charlie?
[blushes under ginger fur] Of course! But it's so hard keeping a love alight when we is fur-ousands of miles apart and when my mum is *so* bad at helping me keep in touch......
[looks shame-faced] I'm sorry, Charlie. I know I've not been very helpful lately, have I?
Ariel - I loves you
Saturday, October 14, 2006
DOORS: Do not allow closed doors in any room. To get door opened, stand on hind legs and hammer with forepaws. Once door is opened, it is not necessary to use it. After you have ordered an “outside” door opened, stand halfway in and out and think about several things. This is particularly important during very cold weather, rain, snow, or mosquito season. Swinging doors are to be avoided at all costs.
CHAIRS and RUGS: If you have to throw up, get to a chair quickly. If you cannot manage in time, get to an Oriental rug. If there is no Oriental rug, shag is good. When throwing up on the carpet, make sure you back up so that it is as long as the human’s bare foot.
BATHROOMS: Always accompany guests to the bathroom. It is not necessary to do anything — just sit and stare.
HAMPERING: If one of your humans is engaged in some close activity and the other is idle, stay with the busy one. This is called “helping”, otherwise known as “hampering”.
WALKING: As often as possible, dart quickly and as close as possible in front of the human, especially: on stairs, when they have something in their arms, in the dark, and when they first get up in the morning. This will help their coordination skills.
BEDTIME: Always sleep on the human at night so s/he cannot move around.
PLAY: This is an important part of your life. Get enough sleep in the daytime so you are fresh for your nocturnal games. Below are listed several favorite cat games that you can play. It is important though to maintain one’s Dignity at all times. If you should have an accident during play, such as falling off a chair, immediately wash a part of your body as if to say “I MEANT to do that!” It fools those humans every time.
"Catch Mouse": The humans would have you believe that those lumps under the covers are their feet and hands. They are lying. They are actually Bed Mice, rumored to be the most delicious of all the mice in the world, though no cat has ever been able to catch one. Rumor also has it that only the most ferocious attack can stun them long enough for you to dive under the covers to get them. Maybe YOU can be the first to taste the Bed Mouse!
"King of the Hill": This game must be played with at least one other cat. The more, the merrier! One or both of the sleeping humans is Hill 303 which must be defended at all costs from the other cat(s). Anything goes. This game allows for the development of unusual tactics as one must take the unstable playing theater into account.
WARNING: Playing either of these games to excess will result in expulsion from the bed and possibly from the bedroom. Should the humans grow restless, immediately begin purring and cuddle up to them.
This should buy you some time until they fall asleep again. If one happens to be on a human when this occurs, this cat wins the round of King of the Hill.
This is just the basics. To read the entire list, click here.
Saturday, October 07, 2006
Friday, October 06, 2006
It’s time for the Fiesta to celebrate
coming home safe to her mama.
Bonito de Luna
La volviendo a casa segura a su madre.
All fluffies, woofies
It's past 1am here in the UK and Mum is starting to look at her time thingy on her arm.
But the party will go on for the American kitties........plenty food and toys :-)
Thursday, September 28, 2006
Monday, September 25, 2006
Safe and Sound with her very, very happy mama.
We is glad Luna is safe, it's not nice outside wiff no mama to looks after you.
She's a bit skinny, got fleasies and got into a scrape or two, but seems fine.
And she missed my purrtay! perhaps we'd better frow her a speshul purrtay?? A Welcome Home purrtay?
charlie and pandora
Sunday, September 24, 2006
We had a BIG fumber-litening storm last night. It crashed, it flashed, it banged and it poured with rain.....It went on for ages 'n' ages.......
So while Pandy was hiding in her usual hidey-hole (she's ascareded of fumber-litening) I went and snuggled wiff Mum and Daddy who were awake 'cos of the noisy fumber.
Monday, September 18, 2006
[hides under sofa]
Update: It was the V.E.T........... we both wented to see Uncle Tim.......
Charlie: I'm fine. Uncle Tim sticked me wiff a needle. He says I'm a gorgeous colour and ruffled my coat lots. He also says now I am growed he finks I am part Maine Coon. My underbite is less pernounced (they fink 'cos I'm older now). And then he clipped my clawsies.
Pandora: I am very well, apparently. Uncle Tim calls me 'gorgeous'! My bladder is fine, although the Horrible One made me poorly yesterday. My eyes are ok, but they have a blue caste with age. I don't have the bad hips my Mum was worried about, but Uncle Tim says I have a bad back 'cos of my advanced age. He spent a long time looking in my eyes, and clipped my claws. Uncle Tim likes me! :-) Oh, and I'm NOT 18 - I'm 17!! I can't believe Mum made such a mistake with my age!
And we got pressies from Uncle Tim - 'cos it is Pet Smile Month.
the bags had bikkits for us to help cleans our teefs
and information for Mum.