Tuesday Toes

I have big, manly back paws. I am rather proud of them, muddy or not.

Since my back feets are so big, sometimes I can't keep them tucked in when I take a nap:

Momma and Granny think this is funny, when my back feets stick out. So then they go and bug me during my afternoon nap. [*sigh*] You know how it is.

For Miss Peach

We love you, Miss Peach.

My Momma is Crazy

I think I've said before that my momma is really weird, even for a Bean. Well, look at what her idea of a party is:She stuck her whole head in a bucket of water---for an apple!!! Now if that isn't crazy, I don't know what is. She said she got the apple first and won, so it was totally worth it.

That is not my idea of a party. I much prefer sitting on snugglies and eating jellied eels--thanks, Fat Eric!

Friday Family: My Sister

So, a couple of you commented on Coco in the pictures from Tuesday. Coco is my sister. She’s a long-haired dachshund. Having a wiener dog for a sister is almost like having a kitty sister. There was even a wiener dog “LOLCat” recently. Coco liked it a lot:

She’s a pretty cool sister, even though she sometimes growls at me when I get too close to her stinky goodness. We have to take turns napping on the Boppy Pillow, because there’s only room for one at a time, but we both sleep in the big bed with Momma, and there’s room for both of us to nap on the couch, too.

Coco likes to get under the blankets to nap. Momma interrupts her, too:

We play together sometimes and chase around the apartment and wrestle. Sometimes, when we’re outside, I’ll wriggle my butt and leap out at her when she comes around the juniper bush! That’s really funny. She’s brave, too. Last night she chased two Vishus Deer out of our yard! And we go hunting together sometimes. Coco’s really good at killing moles and mice and voles. She is a bloodthirsty killer.

My sister is awesome.

Side note and question: Sometimes Momma comes up to me and scrunches me and says “You’re so cute I can’t stand it!!!” What happens if she really can’t stand it anymore? Will she explode or something? Do any of you guys have this problem? Thanks for your advice.

Tuesday Thanks

I got something in the mail yesterday!!! Gretchen sent me a package with some super mice and lizards and Temptations for winning the "guess the fuzzhead bears" 100th post contest!!! (oh, and a bookmark and stickers, but Momma said she wanted those.)

Coco and I checked them all out.

I practiced Daisy's Lizard-Disciplining techniques.

And then I had crazy fun with the red stripey mouse all afternoon!

Thanks, Gretchen! That package was AWESOME!

Thanks, Mickey!

Mickey the Black Cat honored me with the I Love Your Blog Award! I am so excited. I like so many of your blogs out there in the Cat Blogosphere I can't even single one out. Kitties have a natural talent for blogging, I think.

Thanks, Mickey!

'partment Wars

Some of you asked whether I decorated our 'partment with nice muddy paw prints. Well, Momma tried wiping some of the mud off of my paws, but I don't like people messin' with the feets. So I had to get most of the mud off myself. I didn't leave too many prints, though, because I cleaned up in the kitchen. See what a nice guy I am? Coco gets dirty paws and a dirty belly, too, sometimes, because she's got a low wiener-dog chassis. So Momma always keeps a towel by the door anyway and we got little rugs everywhere and a washable cover on the sofa. So even when we do decorate things with furs and paw prints, they get cleaned up.

Some of you also asked about my momma's Ph.D. She is getting a Ph.D in Theatre Studies, concentrating on history and aesthetic theory. I am not exacting sure what this means, except that not only does she read a lot of philosophy books by dead Germans, she also goes out a lot at night to see plays and movies. As far as I can tell, she's pretty weird by Bean standards, but she's my momma, so I love her.

But she got back at me for stayin' out too late and for gettin' muddy paws. Look--she caught me droolin'!!! I gotta figure out how to work the flashy box so I can get her back...