Are you chewing those leaves, I love to chew leaves? FAZ yes and no - yes, I love to chew on leaves. It's one of my favorite pastimes. But no, not in this picture. My mom has a peace lily that have almost killed several times from chewing on the leaves.
Do you dig the soil out? We would.Eric and Flynn No I don't dig in the dirt. Since my sisters and brother were feral cats to begin with, they sort of liked the dirt. And one time one of them pooped in the plant when they were kittens. (I'm not naming names....) But mom put pebbles in the dirt and we never had that trouble again. Plus I have never done my business outside. I was born in a no-kill shelter and my mom and dad adopted me from there so I have also had the luxury of a litter box.
Does that make good camel-flage to hide out from the youngsters? Scooby, Shaggy & Scout Not really...they always find me.
What are you hiding from? Henry Helton And as to what I was doing in the palm tree...well I was smacking the branches and Maggie was getting them. You can't see her but the staircase is on the right and she can reach her little arm through and get the palms if someone pushes them down. Just being a good big brother! Also I like to practices my balance beam act by walking around the edge.
Thanks everyone for your questions and comments. You guys and gals ROCK!!
Please know how much all us McKitten-Cats (and our mom and dad) love being part of the cat blogging community. We can cheer for the winners of the Monty Q and mourn our friends who have gone over the Rainbow Bridge -- through the good and bad times we all stick together. Thanks again!
Mom and dad have lots for baby pictures of me but they were taken with an old timey camera...you know one with film. This picture was taken with our web cam so mom could show me off to her friends back home. Sorry the quality is kinda bad.
baby Huggy Bear and Josie October 2004
Look at those little cute babies. How could you just not fall in love with them?? For those of you who don't know their story, you can read about it here, here and here.
baby Maggie August 2005
The first picture is just after Maggie had her surgery. You can still see how swollen her little cheek was. She was so tiny and sweet - mom and dad just fell in love with her. (They also spoiled her rotten, but that's ok since she was such a sick little kitten.) As you can see by the second picture, I sort of was protective of her. Look at that little stinker! (Here's a picture of most of Maggie's litter.)
Well I hope everyone enjoyed my trip down memory lane.
Ok Mom's been watching Dirty Dancing too much. Huggy Bear loves to sit in corners. His favorites are the one the living room where his kitty cozy is and the one at the end of the hallway near the office. And every time he's in the hallway corner, mom and dad both say "Nobody puts Huggy in the corner" and they just laugh and laugh. I didn't understand it until the other day when Encore was doing a Dirty Dancing 20th Anniversary special and played it all day long. Need I say more.....
Mom was lying in bed watching something on TV while Dad proofread a post on their (boring) people blog about how we've been in the house a year (blah...blah...blah...they don't even mention us in the post! But I digress...) So while she's sitting in bed watching TV, I figured since it was just a silly show anyway I'd lay beside her and let her pet my tummy. So as she is petting me, I gently flick my tail across her arm. It's my less-toothy way of telling her I love her.
This outdoor cat from Wisconsin hitched a ride in the back of the neighbor's moving van as they packed up and moved from outside Green Bay to Roanoke, Va. I rode in the cab of the truck when we moved from Iowa to South Carolina and let me tell you it's not a lot of fun. I couldn't imagine being in the back of the truck for three days, hot, with no food or water. At least they managed to get him home after a brief ordeal, but can you imagine!
Since my mom goofed up and didn't my pictures to Monty Q on time for the Do the Q contest I thought I would just post these . These are old pictures from my house in Iowa
These are three of my mom's favorite pictures of me. The first because I'm smiling, the second because she says I look like Alf (whoever that is) and it makes her laugh, and the third because you can see my white spot on my tummy which is the first part of me my mom fell in love with.
Maggie has now been on two strolls, a shorter initial stroll with Mom and Dad, then a longer stroll with Mom, Dad and Aunt Tiff.
Mom and Dad made sure to put in a Kitty Kozy for Maggie so she felt more secure on her trip out of the house. Here, she's checking things out as they head down the street. I think there was a baby in a stroller walking a dog on the other side of the street.
Maggie likes to look up through the sun roof to check on Mom as she pushed the stroller. She just likes knowing she's there.
After Maggie's big adventure, we all came down and inspected the stroller. It smelled a little different than before, more like the open windows smell, and after some detailed sniffing we OK'd it.
Since her last stroll the temperatures have been hitting the 100s, which is just way too hot to take her out. Hopefully we'll get some cool air blown in from the storms in the Gulf and cool things down so Maggie (and maybe Josie) can go on a few more strolls.
I just saw over on Oscar's blog that his Mom had her baby and is home now. And there are baby pictures (not quite as exciting as cat pictures, you know, but still...) We're very happy and excited for them!
Mom has been away for what seems like forever ... she went to Atlanta last weekend, then came home Sunday only to turn around and go down toward Charleston with Aunt Trinity's family (and Aunt Tiffany, too) on Monday. She's been down playing in the sun, getting tan and burnt and having a good time with friends so old they might as well be sisters. Dad's been hanging out with us -- we played feather last night and he even gave us some (hot) garage time and lots of ice cubes and treats. Dad's a fine stand-in, and with Mom gone there's more room in the bed for me to stretch out and get belly rubs while Dad reads Harry Potter to me, but he has to work, too, so we'll be happy when Mom gets home and can hang out with us during the day.
Karen Jo works so hard on her limericks, and we appreciate her tributes to all of the cats in the Cat Blogosphere, so you can only imagine our excitement when we saw we were featured in her limericks! And not just one big limerick about the four of us, but instead we each had our own ... and she does the back story about us and everything. Thank you, thank you, thank you! My limerick Josie's limerick Huggy Bear's limerick Maggie's limerick
Mom is feeling much better ... she and Dad went to Atlanta this weekend to visit Aunt Nikki and help paint her nursery (she's due with number three in October and doesn't need to be around those paint fumes -- and besides, Mom and Dad enjoy painting). While they were there, they spent some quality time with Mia, one of Nikki's (technically her daughter's) cats. They took a quick nap break and Mia sneaked into the bedroom with Lizzie the dog seeing her and she got up in bed with them and purred and drooled and curled up and napped with them. Usually we'd be a little jealous, but this poor cat is loved to death (much to her disliking) by the dog, so she needed this attention.
It is still hot here, but starting to break a little. Don't know if that'll mean any garage time this week or not. We did get a few minutes last night since Mom and Dad had been out of town, but it was miserable, and we'd rather be with them after a trip anyway.
It's about nap time ... take care in all this heat. And thanks for all the well-wishes for my Mom!
Mom has not been feeling well since Monday, with yesterday being the worst day since. She hasn't been able to eat until late last night when Dad made her some chicken noodle soup (Campbell's Soup is good food!). That's meant that we have been holding constant vigil -- sometimes even crowding her a little -- while she rests and recuperates. We hope she's on the mend now.
With Mom being sick and the temperatures being upwards toward 108 degrees, we haven't had any garage time at all. This is probably a good thing, but it is going on almost a week since we've been able to hunt for the toad, lay on the cool cement floor and climb boxes. In the meantime, I am spending a lot of time sinking to stay cool. If I'm not in the sink, I'm either on the tile wall between the tub and the shower or in cat stand (a wire mesh plant stand that I have claimed as my own -- lets the cool air blow on my belly).
I do worry about our old feral friends in this hot and humid weather. Everyone keep cool out there and be safe in this heat. It should break this weekend for us, so I hope that means it's breaking for everyone else too.
This is picture of Maggie with our PawPaw. He came to visit last month with our Grandma Sue, Aunt JacJac, and the allergic one, Aaron. Our PawPaw is so silly - he kept calling us dogs! Can you believe it! D-O-G-S! He is soooo silly. But I know he liked us because he would give us ice cubies and garage time.
Maggie is getting all the fun close encounters lately. We had some little sticky people come visit and we were all a big hit. Their mom kept saying "they're so big" about Huggy Bear and I -- she even said HB looked like a bear before she knew his name was "Bear." But the funniest encounter was between Maggie and the littlest one,around eight months old. He was getting his diaper changed on the floor and Maggie was investigating when suddenly he reached out to investigate her. She jumped back, then darted for the open coat closet door and safety. She also had an exciting encounter on her second stroller ride. She saw a fire truck go roaring by, and she also saw some sprinklers running. (She didn't really trust the sprinklers, even though they were on the opposite side of the street.) Mom and Dad (and Maggie, too) are really enjoying their evening walks.
Maggie went on her first full successful walk last night with Mom and Dad. Mom and Dad had returned from the grocery store and there was still some daylight, so they put most of the groceries away quickly (a little too quickly -- Dad left the milk sitting out in the garage all night) then loaded Maggie into the stroller with one of the Kitty Kozies from Timmy Grammie and a toy and some treats and they were off. Mom and Dad took her around the block and halfway up another street before they got close to a yard with a barking Bassett Hound and decided it was about time to turn around. Maggie saw four dogs on her walk, including two big pit bulls. When the guy came jogging by with the pits, Maggie raised up in her stroller and watched them carefully as they jogged past. Mom and Dad were very proud of how she carried herself. Most of the stroll she was lying flat with her paws in front of her in her Sphinx pose, sniffing the air and looking around. Dad took a few pictures of her, but they're still on the camera. Mom and Dad are hopeful to start taking us on more walks after seeing how well Maggie did. (I don't know if I'll go ... I'm still leary of the thing, but Josie and Maggie probably will, maybe even together.)