Tuesday, February 28, 2006
1) 5 Things You Can’t Do: Whistle, get my teeth on Joe Bender magnet cat on the fridge, get enough brushes, climb the doorframe, open Dad's closet and get to my special nap place
2) 5 Things You Can Do: Sleep for hours, catch a ball in midair, take up an entire chair, fit in the tiniest of boxes, snore
3) 5 Things That Scare You: nothing I'll admit to ...
4) 5 Things You Love: Mom, Dad, Josie, Huggy Bear, Maggie
5) 5 Things You Dislike: When Dad bathes me (I dislike it so much, I'll just multiply it by five!)
6) 5 Random Facts About You: I have a cutaneous horn grows on one of my front paws, I was born in Illinois in a shelter, my mom was adopted by Mom and Dad's friend, I was the last of my litter to be adopted but ended up with the best family, I am under chiropractic care for my snoring
7) 5 Things You Want To Do Before You Die: Sleep on top of the fridge, make a positive impact on another's life, write the next great American novel, learn to play SSX on Tour (Mom and Dad say it's a lot of fun), learn to juggle
Since this is a "Five Things" tag, you'd think it would have five categories, not seven. Still, these are fun... Thanks, Mattingly.
Isn't she just so pretty? Josie has been sleeping on this white blanket that Mom and Dad set out on the futon and it has become one of her favorite places. This peaceful moment was disturbed later by Maggie being sweet and giving Josie a bath, which later turned into wrestling, Josie getting fed up with her sister and going somewhere else, and Maggie triumphantly sleeping in Josie's spot.
Monday, February 27, 2006
Dad pulled out this pink mouse from the toy stash and just left it in the middle of the room. Huggy found it first and claimed it as his. He took it to the laundry room in his mouth, curled up with it and guarded his prize. He even growled and showed his teeth to both his sisters. He's usually so amiable, this was so out of character. So Dad had to take it away and put it back in the toy stash for now. Mom and Dad plan to give Huggy some alone time with the mouse later.
Saturday, February 25, 2006
Maggie watched Midnight prowl around and enjoy a snack Dad set out. With the windows open, Maggie and Huggy Bear were on high alert. The funniest was when Midnight walked around the corner of the apartment, Maggie ran to the edge of the window and tried to look through the wall. Mom and Dad just love her little shoulders in this picture.
Mom and Dad usually ration our toys some ... not too few, not too many. But lately, a new toy would appear. Mom assumed Dad pulled it out. Dad figured it was Mom. But no, credit the tricky girls Maggie and Josie. They realized the Ziploc bag that the toys are in is close enough to the pantry door that they could paw at it from under the door, tear a large enough hole in it, and acquire their own toys on their schedule. Mom vaccuumed the other day and put all the toys in one large bowl. That's a lot of playtime there.
By the way, two balls to point out. First the orange ball with the purple, green, red, green striped at the bottom center by the stuffed cat's tail, see how clean that one looks? It went through the wash with a load of towels. Those are my favorites. Also, the center chunky orange and green with the white center stripe, that is Maggie's favorite ball. It's really loud.
And while we're talking about these toys, the red mouse with blue ears, that one goes back to when I was Maggie's size ... still an old classic! It was a gift from our friend Little Jen whose birthday was Valentine's Day.
Friday, February 24, 2006
Love, exciting, new
come aboard we're expecting
you on The Love Boat.
OK, he's laughing at himself right now. Now you see what we have to live with all the time...
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
Monday, February 20, 2006
Thursday, February 16, 2006
This may help some, too. I'm Orange, Josie is tuxedo, Huggy Bear is solid black and Maggie is gray striped. Good luck!
I'm sure about Oreo and Oscar, and think I've figured out Timothy Dickens. This is hard, but the fun kind of hard.
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
Monday, February 13, 2006
I did have to put Maggie in her place once this weekend, though. Dad was giving me really good brushes on the bed while watching Olympics and Maggie jumped right up between us. I gave a quick verbal reprimand then swatted the top of her head about four or five times. At that point, the moment was ruined anyway so I hopped down. Sisters!
Sunday, February 12, 2006
I had to play with this picture of Josie to make it look better. The original was kind of dark and Dad won't buy me Photoshop so I did what I could with what I had. I just really liked how it captured her face, especially her nose and eyes. She can be such a gentle girl and so intense at the same time.
Huggy Bear and I helped guard the clean sheets after Mom washed them and pulled them out of the dryer (I think it should be called a warmer). Guarding the sheets is a very important duty -- we take it very serious in our house.
And yes, Huggy Bear is in this picture ... he's the area of darkness in the upper left. You can often find Huggy Bear by the light color of his tag.
Friday, February 10, 2006
Here are the rules:
1. Go into your archives.
2. Find your 23rd post.
3. Post the fifth sentence (or closest to it).
4. Post the text of the sentence in your blog along with these instructions.
5. Tag five other people to do the same thing.
"Josie, the little black and white girl kitten, is home with us and mom and dad let her out of the bathroom so she could explore some." [original post]Thanks to "...it's all Good" for the tag.
Now I need to tag a few... I hope I'm not duplicating anyone here...
Magoo, Smudge, Bella & Dolce
Bonnie Underfoot and Victor Tabbycat
Thursday, February 09, 2006
Mom and Dad were doing some cleaning and needed to empty some old files out of the filing cabinet. When they opened the top drawer and made some space, I saw this as a perfect opportunity to hop in. I wiggled down into the bottom drawer and curled up for a minute or so until I thought, "wait a sec... what am I doing?" and got out.
Mom and Dad had company over for dinner a two weekends ago and even though we did actually behave during dinner and did not get sent to the bathroom, Maggie, Josie and Huggy Bear (tail to the left under the tablecloth) all had to get up on the table while Dad was trying to set it.
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
First, their shoes ... yes, we all like their shoes. Huggy Bear and I will sleep on their shoes when they leave them under the "junk drawer table" and Dad has to hide his dress shoes so Josie won't eat the shoe strings. One of Josie's favorite times of the day is when Dad is putting his shoes on to go to work. First, she attacks his socked feet, going after the toes. Then she swats at the strings as he tries to tie them. Sometimes she'll catch one with a claw and untie his shoe as he tries to tie the other one. Mom wears mainly flip-flops because we're also in the Toasty South (Carolina), but she also wears nicer shoes. She was a little upset when she saw where one of us had clawed up a pair of her loafers.
Second, drinking from the tub ... we all LOVE the shower. I like to get between the shower curtain and the liner, although it kind of freaks Dad out when he's in the shower. Maggie and Josie usually greet Mom or Dad as they get out of the shower, and Josie will like the water from their legs. Maggie is more of the tub drinker. Huggy just spreads out and takes up as much floor space as possible.
Third, sleeping on their heads ... Believe it our not, they actually like for me to sleep on their heads. I think Mom prefers for me to sleep on Dad's head. I was never a very affectionate kitten, so I think they are happy that I am snuggling more, even if it means that they need to get an adjustment the next morning (they're both chiropractors, so that's OK). Maggie used to be a head sleeper too, but now she sleeps on top of the covers when Josie is under the covers. I think Maggie actually tries to sleep on top of Josie. Huggy cuddles right up next to Mom or Dad and he is so warm and purrs so loud that they hate to get up. And as for the hair ... Dad keeps his hair short (it's very thick, so long is out of the question) but Mom is growing her hair out to donate to Locks of Love. She's almost there, and needs about an inch and she is so ready to chop it off. And Maggie loves to sit on Mom's shoulder like a parrot and eat/hide in Mom's hair.
I hope that gives you an idea of my parents and answers Whippy Curly Tails' questions. I'll do more later ... my typing paw is getting tired from hitting all these keys...