Waiting

Hi Every-buddy. Well, Momma left last Friday and Granny told me that she won't be back until Saturday! Luckily Granny and Poppa are taking good care of me and Coco and Sophie and I have been playing so it's not too bad. Thanks, Tripper and Trixie and Tigmut'hep for tagging me for the Seven Things meme! I'll get Momma to help me with that when she gets back, so I have a few days to contemplate how I'm weird.

And thanks for all of the birthday wishes for Momma! That made her really happy.

Thursday Thirteen

Since today is my momma's birthday, I thought I would list thirteen great things about her:

1) She buys me expensive tastee t/d kibbles, even though she is a poor graduate student.

2) She tells me on a regular basis how handsome I am.

3) She brushes my nice furs and keeps my claws trimmed.

4) She lets me go outside and lets me in as soon as I knock on the window.

5) She grows me catnip.

6) She even brings my catnip plant when we travel to Granny and Poppa's.

7) She takes good care of my sister Coco. (Actually, I think she spoils Coco, but Coco says that's just how you take care of wiener dogs. I'm not sure about that...)

8) She plays with me and gets my mousies out from under the refrigerator.

9) She gives me cream in the morning.

10) She keeps the latrine clean.

11) She gives good face scritches.

12) She gives great shoulder and armpit massages.

13) She helps me blog!

Happy New Year!

HAPPY NEW YEAR, EVERY-BUDDY!

We stayed up until midnite last night watching Ginger Rogers and Fred Astaire movies, and Sophie and I played chase all over the house, we were so excited. I am still at Granny and Poppa's house, because we celebrate New Year's Day today with steaks (mmm) and then Momma's birthday is on Thursday. But we are going to roast her a turkey tomorrow, because she just told me she is leaving me --again--on Friday. She is going to go to Los Angeles to see Peach's momma and some other people, leaving me and Coco here for a whole week. I sure do hope Granny remembers to fill my magic bowl at night with my tastee kibbles...

Tigger the FBI cat gave me an award for being So Special! I am very grateful. Tigger is a very smart kitty, and I am very proud that she deemed me worthy of an award. Thanks, Tigger! I would like to pass the Special Award on to the Furry Kids, because they are good role models for kitties and doggies being fur-siblings; to Karl and his siblings at the Cat Realm, because they spread good karma around; and to Yao-Lin, because he is a model of graceful suffering.

Sophie and I are having lots of fun playing, but her sister Sassy is still being a brat. I told her today is Attack Tabby Tuesday, and asked her if she wanted to say anything, but she just answered:

"Hsssss!!! Rrrraauuurrrnrnrn....Chss, Chsss, Chsss!!!!!"

But because I am a nice guy, I will post her picture up here, because she is a good example of an Attack Tabby.

Family Friday

Hi every-buddy! I hope you all had a great week with your Beans home a lot to give you turkey and Temptations. We had a good Christmas week here at Granny and Poppa's. I've had a lot of great naps and Sophie came out from her hidey place on Sunday. She and Sassy play Thundering Herd of Elephants every night. They're really good at it.

The mini-Beans came over a couple of times this week, too, and I let them scrunch my nice soft furs:

Sorry I haven't been blogging this week. All of this visiting with family is exhausting. I'm gonna catch up with you all today and tomorrow!

Easy Like Sunday Morning

Happy Christmas Eve-Eve! Coco and I are very comfy here at Granny and Poppa's, and we snooze on Momma's bed downstairs:

On Friday Aunt Betty Jo and Great Aunt Carolyn drove up to celebrate Granny's birthday, and Auntie Jane and the mini-Beans came over, and we had a nice party and everyone commented on how big and impressive I am.

Sassy is still growling at me. She is very spoiled. She's fascinated by Coco, though. Coco hopes that they can play chase soon. I just want to be able to fuel up at the kibble bowl without having some little pip-squeak having a hissy fit. I told her that Santa is watching, but she just glared.

The Riddle Explained

Oh man, every-buddy, thanks for your concern and support. Well, the day I had been dreading came yesterday. Momma was getting all sorts of bags ready all day on Wednesday, and then yesterday morning, I thought I'd just hang out with the bed sheets, hopin' she's just pass me by. But no--she got me and stuffed the little pink pill down my throat, and then I spent the next 11 hours in the prison box in the car.

Things were fuzzy and I heard the voices from the cat-fairies, and sometimes I think Coco would schnuffle at the cage front of the prison box, and Momma would say "wave to the Meezers, Jimmy Joe!" or "wave to Parker and her family, Jimmy Joe!", but I didn't know where we were. Momma said I was a "space cowboy," and suggested I use this picture to show you all:

Maggie and Zoey and Miss Ann at Zoolatry made this for me on the astronaut day, which I missed, but I guess it works for this adventure, too.

Momma giggled and sang "ground control to Ji--mmy Joe!" in the car, but I don't think there's anything funny about it.

Well, apparently we went over the river and through the woods, and now we're at Granny and Poppa's. Luckily, everything at Granny and Poppa's is good. Sophie is playing hidey-cat again (I thought she'd remember me and Coco, but she is sulking), and I met Sassy the kitten, but she's a brat and she hissed at me and fluffed her tail and glared at me for eating from the kibble bowl. I sat there patiently and explained to her that I am a big mancat and that she is a little kitten brat and she needs to learn how to share, and I tried to touch her nose, but she just made a spoiled squeek and went under the table. Oh man, kittens.

Wordless Wednesday