Torti Tummy Toosday and Balentine

Mom says I have a furry sexy Torti Tummy pichur.

I hope Gracie will think so too.

Oh! OH! I posted Gracie's Balentine video offur at Skeezix's. I hopes she likes it.

Man Cat Monday

Mom says effury man would do this if he could.

I'm just cleaning my leg, Mom.

Squirrel Tails and Chin Scribbles

Last night, I brought Mom and Dad a squirrel tail that I had captured, and laid it at the foot of their bed. They told me what a good kitty I was and I was happy. I wanted to show them what I had captured from the living room. Mom bought the squirrel tail at PetSmart but it came with a string. She tooked it off of the string and put the squirrel tail in the bottom of the cat basket bepaws Wesson and I didn't like it much. But I dug it out and brought it to her and she was proud.

So, we had a furry busy day today. Mom and Dad had all kinds of company. There was a little blurpy thing that came too. It petted me, and drugged me around on the carpet and I just laid there and let the little blurpy thing do what it wanted. Mom says I'm a good cat fur letting it play with me. And I got Greenies fur being so good. The grandad came over today and I met him fur the furst time. He plays with me real good and knows about my liking for chin scribbles.

Valentine from B. Love

Fabulous Foto Friday

Mom doesn't think that I look like a "frootbat" and she isn't sure I was a "feral" so she is posting Five Fabulous Fotos for Friday. I thinks it's a great idea bepaws I love all da comments about how purrty I am.

Here they are:

My 1st headshot.

Me being the bestest hunter.

Mom, why did you wakey me up?

I love you, Mom.

Take one more and I'll put bitey on the flashy thing.

Fur Brothers Unite!

Wesson, my fur brother, has his very own cat blog. Please go check him out and gives hims lotsa comments.

And Emma Kat, yes...you will get to meet Wesson. :)

Thursday Thirteen

Thirteen things about me:

1. I bark instead of meow.
2. Mommy is trying to teach me to stand up.
3. I got my teethers stuck in my leopard collar and almost choked today.
4. I'm really mischievious at night.
5. Daddy claimed me.
6. I met my Aunt Ashley today.
7. I chew on everything.
8. My paws are furry furry webbed.
9. Mommy says she is looking for me some clothes.
10. I got my furst comments today!
11. Wesson let me smell of him.
12. Mommy found my stash of toys behind the TV.
13. This is my furst Thursday Thirteen!!!

Owls, Squirrels, and Puppies...

Mom found this in her craft room.

I don't know why she thinks I did it.

I told her it was Wesson.

Mom says I'm a nightowl. Just because I run frantically from room to room when it's time for bed, does not make me an owl. She also calls me a squirrel. Sometimes she calls me a puppy because my meow is a little...different. Does she not know that I am a cat? I think she might be stupid.

Dad stayed home today. He slept all day. Mom says that he is sick. All I know is, his hair was fluffy and to me he looked like a big baby bird.

Pimps, Cabinet Doors, and Euthanizations

So, I've been here for two days and it's the most wonderful place ever. Mommy holds me anytime I want, Daddy keeps saying something about this "Caz" fellow, and Wesson has almost stopped hissing at me. They bought me bunches of great catty things, leopard collar, leopard bed, and even leopard toys! Mom keeps calling me a "pimp" but I don't know what that means. Seems like this place is going to work out alright afterall.

Yesterday, I heard Mom and Dad talking about a word that I had heard a lot recently. I think it's "euthanize". Not sure what it means, but I've definately heard it more than once this week. She told Dad that if I hadn't come home with her, I would have been "euthanized" on Monday. Dad seemed pretty upset. I'm not sure what's going on.

Last night, I was soooo fiesty when everyone else had gone to bed. I almost got in trouble. Mommy hid my catnip in a cabinet with really high doors because I ripped the bag open when she wasn't looking. Who does she think I am? Cabinet doors are no match for the great B. Love. Silly Mommy. I swatted and swatted and swatted at the door with all my might, trying to get to that darn catnip. Man, that stuff is addictive. When I finally got in, the catnip was gone!!!! She must have hid it while I was entranced by my Crackler turtle. I am so outraged! I will find it while she is gone to class today, wait and see.