Seventh Blogoversary!

Oh my goodness ... did I really catnap through my own blogoversary?!? How does that happen? Yes, my beans have been selfish and have been hogging the computer and not helping me blog. Scooby, Shaggy and Scout hit it right on the head when they said my beans had been slacking. All this week I had a feeling that there was something I was forgetting, too.

Thanks for all the nice blogoversary comments. I can't believe I've been at this for seven years now (as of 10/25). Sure, I know I haven't been as active as I once was, and I plan on changing that. I was just reflecting that other day on some of the wonderful cat friends who aren't around anymore -- specifically Buzzerbee and Meep, and Bonnie Underfoot. You have all touched our lives more than you probably understand, and offer a welcoming escape from life's wear and tear. Thank you all.

By the way, yesterday was Dad's 10 year anniversary of graduating from chiropractic school and he forgot that too, so it's not just us...

And to make up for missing my own blogoversary, he's some pictures:


Maggie found both the cat bed and a ray of sunshine at the same time. Really, what more could a cat ask for?


We had sticky little people in the house last weekend with heavy feet and grabby hands. All they wanted to do was to love on us, and all we wanted to do was run the other way. I got hissy, which is not like me at all. Josie was actually very tolerant, and even let the four-year-old try to carry her. (She looked like Penelope, the little girlfriend of Pepe-le-Pew, being squeezed and over-loved.) This is Josie enjoy the peace and quiet after Gracie and Clara Ann left. We love the extra treats we get, but appreciate the silence more.

Halloween is coming up. Everyone be careful with the trick-or-treaters out there.

Tabby Tuesday

We had a perfect box by the window in Mom and Dad's room. Sure, it was getting pretty ratty and broken down. But that's when they are the best. But Mom decided we needed a cat bed there instead.


Maggie was the early adopter of the cat bed. I would tip toe around it at first. It did take the spot of my favorite box, after all. But I did take a nap in it this weekend and it's really not all bad. Mom is having issues with it now, because Maggie is choosing to sleep in the cat bed at night instead of curled up with Mom.

Purring for Parker

We are so sad to hear Parker's bad news. We are purring as hard as we can. It's just not fair. Cats are supposed to get cancer. No one should.

(Not quite) Wordless Wednesday

(Playing with some photo effects on the Paper Camera app on the Android. I told Dad I would be the best subject to try it out on, and he agreed.)

Tabby Tuesday (in a tent)

Maggie loves her tent from IKEA. It's supposed to be a tent that we share, but in all honesty Maggie kind of claimed it from day one. I don't think IKEA carries pet items anymore, and that's just a shame because all of our favorite tents came from IKEA.


Maggie was ready for her closeup that day.

You really can't beat lounging in a good tent. She blends in nicely with all the camo. This tent is in the office, so when she's not sharing the seat with Dad, or climbing all over the desk and head-butting Dad as he tries to type or use the mouse, she'll lounge in her tent.

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On a side note, I tried to use Blogger on Dad's Android phone and couldn't get it to work. I could log in, but when I tried to touch the field for the body of the post it would never let me actually enter any text. Has anyone else had this issue? And does anyone use the Blogger app? The app got poor feedback so we just stayed away from it. It would be nice to be able to post on the go. Thanks for your input.

The outrage!

I was looking on Mom and Dad's Flickr and look what I saw:


A cat that is not a McKitten-Cat! Dad said this cat visits his office and was in the parking lot and needed some love, but still ... And then to give him a spot on our Flickr stream, too. Just so long as Dad washes his hands real good and doesn't start sharing our treats with him, I guess it's OK.

Stinky Goodness Cake

We had our traditional Stinky Goodness Cake for Josie and Huggy Bear's birthday back in September. They turned seven, so they had a 7 cake...


Huggy Bear was first to check out the cake.


But it wasn't long before Josie and Maggie joined in. We were all very good and shared the cake on one plate. Well, except me -- I got my own.


This was a different Stinky Goodness, and it hit the spot. Maybe we liked it even more because we've been eating healthy, light food, so to have some full-flavor Stinky Goodness tasted so good. How good was it, you ask?


It was so good, it was lick your nose good! Thanks again for all the birthday wishes. I can't believe it is October already! I can't wait until we get to help Mom and Dad carve pumpkins!

Cat waits for her bean at train platform

This story is pretty amazing. This cat waits for her bean every day at the train stop...

Thanks for the birthday wishes

Thanks for all the birthday wishes, for Huggy Bear and Josie last week, and those who saw it was Dad's yesterday. I started to post something, but then Dad hogged the computer and Mom was busy working and wouldn't share her thumbs (I wish I had thumbs) so nothing go posted. But Dad is 39 now -- really pushing 40. He told Mom he wants them to jump out of a plane next year for his birthday. I'm not sure how I feel about that. But he has plenty of time to forget or chicken out.

Meow Like A Pirate!

Happy Meow Like A Pirate Day!

I know I be a little tardy a-postin' me pirate pic. I be a bit of a scallywag that way, today. But you be a-trustin' me, I wouldn't be a scurvy dog and miss this day!

Happy Birthday Josie and Huggy Bear!

Happy Birthday to Josie and Huggy Bear! I really can't believe my brother and sister are seven years old! Time goes by so fast. I feel like I was older when they came to live with me, but I was only two. That seems so little now. I have been blessed to have such good siblings, who are nice and fun to play with, and supportive. We hardly bicker at all (although we like to give Josie a hard time).


Josie was so tiny when she came to live with us. She's hardly bigger than Mom's slipper here.


It's hard to remember Huggy Bear being this little (or his tummy not dragging...)


Huggy and Josie used to snuggle when they were little. They don't snuggle that much anymore, but weren't they sweet?


This is more of their "laying together" technique now.


This is probably how they'll spend most of their birthday ... enjoying a sunny spot. But hopefully we'll get open windows tonight.

And you know there's going to be stinky goodness cake! We'll get those pictures up soon.

Happy Birthday Josie and Huggy Bear. I look forward to the next seven years!

Maggie Monday: Window time

Oh the weather is getting so nice. We actually had the windows open the other day. It was wonderful! But when the windows are closed and the blinds are down, you have two choices:


Stay low and look from under the blinds...


or get behind the blinds and check things out.

I guess you can always pull the blinds apart. Maggie does that, too, but not in front of the camera (no evidence of the crime).

Mo Cats Day

I almost forgot today was Mo Cats Day! I can't imagine how boring the internets would be without us. I mean, really!?!

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On a more serious note, we're sending purrs to Beau's family. His Mom passed away at 49 -- way too young...

Furs at work

Although we've never been to Dad's work before, he discovered some of our furs in his office the other day. Unknown to him, we've been sneaking our furs on all his stuff, so that it will be deposited at his work when he gets there. It's all part of the master plan!

Found the tail

Some were concerned that the tail from the new pink mouse disappeared so quickly. Well, Josie did not eat it, but she did bring it to Dad tonight. Maybe it was in response to him packing again. I think she may have been offering it so he would stay. But Mom and Dad have a family reunion to go to in Portsmouth, Ohio. And Dad's parents and sister are coming too. We'd go too, but the drive is way too long for us.

In rememberance

We learned over the weekend that Edsel's Mom had passed away from brain cancer. It is so sad a heartbreaking. Edsel was one of the first cat bloggers we followed, back when there we so few of us that I could visit every cat blog I knew about in 20 minutes. I noticed a while back that she had stopped posting, then we heard she was sick. It makes us so sad. We get connected through the Cat Blogosphere with so many kind and amazing people. But we know she is at peace, and that Edsel and Casey are in good hands with their dad.

Packing?

Well it appears that Mom and Dad are packing again. Something about Mom's 20 year high school reunion this weekend. That means we're going to be here alone this weekend. So come on over and trash the house with us. We'll blame it on Hurricane Irene.

So sad for Paula

Paula, Sweet Praline's Mom, got some very bad news about one of the new kittens who was due to come and live with her this weekend. Beignet, the little boy-cat, had an adverse reaction to a vaccine and went to the bridge. At least he's in good company with Sweet Praline. But it was such a short life, but full of love. Our hearts just break for Mom Paula and Truffle. Purrs to everyone out there today. It's been a tough week for a lot of us.

Hunting new pink mouse

We got our new pink mouse in the mail the other day from Caren and Cody.


Huggy Bear had a few seconds to inspect it before Josie claimed the fuzzier one.


As you can see, Josie wasted no time grabbing the mouse and running off with it. So quick she almost missed the picture.


She took it downstairs to whap it around a little.


And then she pounced it real good. She was really after the tail.


Maggie wanted a turn, but I don't think she ever got a try.


This is a very happy Josie with a new fuzzy pink mouse.

The next morning the mouse was back upstairs, in one of Dad's shoes, minus a tail. We haven't seen the tail since.

Thankful Thursday

Thanks so much to Caren and Cody from Cat Chat! They read my post about our pink mouse and were so kind to send us two new pink mice. They have been a big hit. Josie wasted no time claiming the fluffier of the two. She grabbed it in her mouth and carried it downstairs where she could hunt it in piece. She tossed it around and pounced it and threw it -- all the things that pink mice are best at. We have pictures, but they'll be up another night. Thanks again Caren and Cody! We love our new pink mice.

Black Cat Appreciation Day

It's Black Cat Appreciation Day, so we're appreciating Huggy Bear today. He is such a sweet and loving little brother and loves to purr for Mom and Dad and try to steal their sandwiches.


This is how you can find Huggy Bear most of the time.


See, he loves to sit with his feet hanging off the edge of stuff.


He might be a big boy, but he is a super sweet snuggler, and he has a tiny voice, and his favorite color for toys is pink.


When he was a kitten he was little, but now he's almost as big as me. I really can't remember him being this small.


Happy Black Cat Appreciate Day to you, Huggy Bear. And also to all our other awesome black cat friends out there!

Lazy weekend

We had a lazy weekend relaxing with Mom and Dad. They took some pictures of us, some good ones, really. But the problem with lazy weekends is nothing gets uploaded. Ugh!

Pink mouse

Target used to have this awesome pink mouse toy. It was our favorite of all the mouse toys we've ever had. Recently pink mouse had to go away. We had loved it so much that we were getting the stuffing out of it and that just wasn't safe.


Here's Huggy Bear in a fuzzy picture with pink mouse. I had no idea this was from 2007 until I went to get it.


Josie and Huggy Bear played with pink mouse the most, hunting it and loving it to pieces (literally). We really wish Target still carried pink mouse. Searching the internet for "pink mouse" doesn't really get you very far. We've gotten other mouse toys since then, and they're OK, but they aren't like pink mouse.

International Cat Day

So I heard today is International Cat Day. Now I'm a local cat, and not international (to be honest, the thought of being anywhere but here unnerves me), but I figure I could celebrate somehow. Maybe Mom and Dad will pick us up some exotic international foods... Oh, wait, it's an international cat holiday ... Nevermind.

Happy International Cat Day to all!

Pet Photo Contest

So I got an email through my Flickr account about a pet photo contest. At first I thought they wanted a picture of my Mom and Dad, but then I realized they were talking about me. According to the website: "MyApartmentMap is looking for the ultimate pet friendly pad in America. Send us photos of your pet friendly place and you'll have a chance to win a $1,000 prize. A $250 donation will also be made to the animal shelter or rescue group of your choice. The winner will be determined by online voting so tell your friends!" There are only five entries so far -- good odds, really. But I wanted to share this with my other cat friends. I'm thinking of submitting a picture, but I want to find a good one.

[Updated the link...]

Getting back to normal

Mom and Dad have wrapped up their play at the theatre, which means we are getting back to normal-ish. Hopefully that also means that I'll get to upload some pictures. It'll be nice to have Mom and Dad home in the evenings again so we can cuddle and watch tv.

On the hunt again/food protest

A while back we were very fortunate and won some Science Diet Hairball Formula cat food from The Creek Cats. We really liked it, and there were noticeably fewer hairballs, which Mom and Dad liked. So Dad went to the pet store to get some. Admittedly, he had a little sticker shock when he realized we were given probably $80 worth of cat food to try. But he said he loves us, and bought us a big $33 bag of cat food. But Dad thought he'd tricky and get us the Light version (apparently two or three of us could stand to lose a pound). Well, Dad -- we don't like the Light version. Seriously, he's not rushing out to get the light version of his food, and I've seen the direction of his graph on the Wii Fit... I'm just saying.

So today Mom was home not feeling 100 percent. She let us go play in the garage while she was resting. Next thing she knows there's Huggy Bear tearing through the bedroom and going into the bathroom. Right behind him is Josie and Maggie. She's seen this before, and didn't like where it was heading. When Mom looked in the bathroom, sure enough, HB had brought in another skink. He had deposited it right at our food bowl, I suspect as a sign of protest to the light food. I imagine the symbolism: see Dad, even this dead lizard won't eat this food -- no matter how good for us you say it is; or maybe, how about some lizard for dinner?

I don't know what HB is fussing about, Dad's given him ham the past two mornings while making his lunch. But me, I'm getting hungry.

Not so vishus deer

Here is a herd of deer that Mom and Dad saw at the beach. I didn't even know that deer liked to go to the beach. Mom and Dad said they were very nice deer, and came and asked for treats. I'd still stay away if it were up to me.

Back from vacation

Mom and Dad went on vacation and I didn't even get a chance to invite cats over for a house trashing party (well, let's be honest -- Mom and Dad left in a whirlwind so the house was pretty trashed to begin with). But they are back now. They went to a place called Fripp Island near Hilton Head. It is a populated island, but also a nature preserve so they had deer everywhere, but not the vicious kind. Aunt Tiff actually fed one deer by hand. The deer was named Number 12, which I think is a silly name, but Aunt Tiff was pretty excited either way. Mom and Dad also saw alligators like Daisy is always talking about, and they got to see a baby sea turtle finish its final 20 feet from the nest to the ocean (which doesn't seem like a lot, unless you are a baby sea turtle with baby legs). But they didn't bring us anything back -- no turtles, no non-vicious deer, not even the baby alligator they saw (OK, they can keep the gator). Mom did try to get us some shrimp, but the seafood market she went in stunk like bad seafood and she left quickly and bought some Wendy's instead. But we don't need souvenirs because we got to snuggle all over Mom last night while Dad was at the theatre making sure Cinderella's mic was on at the right times. (I understand there are four white mice at the theatre, so I made need to go investigate.) But I think the best part of getting Mom and Dad back from the beach is smelling all their beach-smelling stuff.

The theatre has stolen Mom and Dad

Mom runs a local community theatre, and is producing Cinderella that opens on Friday. This is very exciting for Mom and Dad (Dad's running their mics), but it's not too exciting for us. Mom and Dad are getting home too late, and too tired, to give us proper attention. I can't wait until Saturday so we can snuggle with them and make them stay in bed.

My favorite box

I know it's not Box Day anymore, but I had to show off my favorite box. This box ended up on the cedar chest in Mom and Dad's room and I just won't let them get rid of it. I scoot it around so it's right under the window.


Here I actually have my head under the window sill -- it was more comfortable than it might look. You know how we are, we'll sleep however and wherever.

Sometimes Maggie will bite me and steal some box time, but she knows it's just borrowed time. This is clearly my box. It's even broken down into my shape.

International Box Day

OH! I forgot today was International Box Day! Here's some box pictures for you. (And don't forget to scroll down and see Josie's belly! Two posts in one day ... wow!)


Maggie and Josie exploring the biggest boxes we've had in the house -- when the new entertainment center was delivered.


I'm not sure if I'm doing this right...


Ah ... that's better!


Huggy Bear's box.

There's more of us in and on boxes over on Flickr if you can't get enough...

Josie wants some attention

So this is Josie's ploy -- when Dad is getting his shoes on (or pretty much doing anything else) she will roll onto her back and ask for belly rubs. She's horrible about it, and shameless. And once Dad gives in, she likes to move just out of his reach to make him work for it just a little. This is how she tries to keep him away from work or the gym. I wish it was more successful. But isn't she just too cute. (Spoiled little sister...)

Let us at 'em

Mom and Dad are growing vegetables this year. It's the first time they've tried a garden. It doesn't sound too exciting to us, but they seem pretty happy with it. They planted a bunch of tomatoes -- Mom really likes tomatoes. A little while back they had two that were almost ready to pick, but then when Dad went to water the garden he noticed they were gone. Then this week there was another one that was almost ready, but last night Dad saw it was gone. Obviously there's something out there dining on Mom's delicious (?) tomatoes. We suspect the squirrels, because really if you are going to suspect someone it's best to start with the squirrels. Clearly, they're never up to any good. Too bad for the garden that we are indoor cats, because you know we'd be patrolling the heck out of the back yard and there would be no squirrels. In the meantime we'll be watching from the windows and Mom and Dad will be trying to figure out a way to actually get to eat a tomato.

Jealous of Dad

Dad got to visit with Praline's Mom twice this week, and we are so jealous. And Praline's Mom is visiting other cat bloggers too. We never get to visit anyone in person (in cat?) but that's mostly because we refuse to travel. But Dad told us the Praline's Mom is going to be getting some new kittens in September. We're very excited for her. We know she misses Praline even more than we do, so that will be a wonderful thing. And Dad even saw a sneak peek of the litter. (We're not jealous of kittens, though... don't want to share any more attention.)

Mancat Monday

Mom and Dad had a bunch of people over to the house on Saturday for Mom's birthday party. There was no stinky goodness cake, so we weren't very interested in it, which is a good thing because we were sent to the bathroom to hang out safely. The problem is this is the second time in the bathroom for us this week, with the delivery last Tuesday. Well, Josie and I were very agreeable to going in and hanging out. I love the sink anyway. Dad wrangled Maggie and brought her in. But he couldn't find Huggy Bear at all. After some searching and calling and shaking of treats, he looked under the bed and saw Huggy Bear. HB meeped at Dad in his little boy sheepish way. Dad put some treats out to try to entice HB out from under the bed but Bear was too smart for that. He'd reach one paw out as far as he could and drag the treat under the bed like Hungry Hungry Hippos. Eventually Dad moved the mattress off the bed and pulled HB out. Neither Dad nor Huggy were very happy to have to do it, but it was for the best and Bear got some good love afterward. To be such a big mancat, he's still just a little boy.

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I turned on the mobile version of the blog so if you are viewing it on a phone it will look different. Let me know how it works for you and if I need to switch it back.

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Also, there are birthday cake pictures from Maggie's birthday coming soon...

Happy Father's Day!

Happy Father's Day toall the Dad Cats and Dad Beans out there! We don't know our dad, but we're wishing him a Happy Father's Day, wherever you are...

Happy 6th Birthday Maggie!

Happy Birthday Maggie! I can't believe my little sister is six years old -- she still acts like a kitten! I can't wait for birthday cake tonight. Today is also Mom's birthday -- Maggie gets to share it with her, but I don't think Mom wants a stinky goodness cake.


Here's Maggie with her HUGE litter of kittens. She's the third from the right.

Dad got in trouble

So on Tuesday we had the delivery men coming. Well, Monday night Mom and Dad were watching tv and they both fell asleep on the couches. They slept until about 5:15 a.m. The whole time, we were playing in the garage with the door to the house cracked for us to come and go. We were very happy that they forgot the door was open. Well, when Mom woke Dad up at 5:15 and said they needed to go up to bed Dad called us in from the garage, saw Maggie, then turned his head to check on HB and Josie. Well, Maggie was quick and slipped back into the garage and Dad ended up locking her in the garage. Fortunately, the delivery guys called around 9 am and said they were on their way and Mom went to wrangle us. She was a little panicked when she couldn't find Maggie. Then she checked the garage and Maggie was crying at the door with a scared voice. (I think she was just working it for the attention.) So Dad got in trouble for that (although he says Maggie bears 10 percent responsibility).

The delivery guys took about three hours to get everything in and set up, but Mom and Dad did get a new washer and dryer, and range and microwave. So overall not too bad. But Mom switched to a gas range, and has told us to stay back from it. No singed cat hair here.

Josie was watching the washer work and she's not to sure about it. It's a front loader so we was watch things swish around. Mom and Dad must have watched it for several minutes. I don't get it, it's not like looking out the windows, or even the tv, but they seem pretty fascinated by it.

Visitors coming

We have visitors coming tomorrow -- well strangers in my book -- and Mom and Dad are pretty excited about it. Apparently some strange men will be taking out our range and microwave and washer and dryer and bringing in new ones. Mom and Dad were up late painting the laundry area. That part was OK once Dad had stopped making all the noise of moving stuff. We got to explore and sniff the opening for the dryer vent and snoopervise. But I'm not sure about people being in the house. Of course, we'll be locked in the bathroom, so let's hope they're quick.

Cats rule the internet

I don't have anything against dogs -- I'm a big fan of Clover and Chewy. That being said, it is clear that cats rule the internet. We claimed it early and intend to keep it. So much so that we've even got our own commercial. I'm sure you've all seen it, but I had to post it anyway...

My very own login

In all the years that I've been blogging I've piggy backed on Mom and Dad's gmail login for the blog. But today Dad was going to finally let me have my own login. He went to gmail and was doing all the steps, but then he goofed and put my birth year and Google denied it saying I'm too young. They don't realize I'm a cat and they need to adjust for my cat years. He cleared and tried again with an adjusted year but it got kicked out again. Dad's just going to wait and try again tomorrow. I'm so excited!


Oh, and look who's back... these guys keep coming back and hanging out on our porch. They better be glad we're inside cats. They get us all worked up and huffing and running from window to window!

Bug hunting

Josie has been on bug patrol lately. She's found two Palmetto bugs (aka roaches), this past week. It's not that the house is dirty, it's just a reality when you live in the South and it gets this hot this fast. So it's good that she's such a good huntress, and that Mom and Dad know when to listen to her. Now if only she'd let the rest of us join in the fun...

Major guilt trip

Josie broke Dad's heart this morning ... he was getting ready to leave for work and went in to the kitchen to get a big water and his lunch and Josie followed him in and begged for some pets. Dad gave her some love for a minute, then went in to the living room to get his keys and wallet. Josie followed and flopped in front of him for some more attention. Dad rubbed her tummy and skritched her chin, then headed to the door. Josie quickly followed and stared at Dad as he left, as if to say, after all that you're still going to leave? He wasn't happy to have to go to work, but unfortunately that's what has to be done. But he did tell Josie to go snuggle with Mom (that's always his instructions as he leaves for work).

Our prize is here!

The other day Mom and Dad came home and there was a huge box on the front porch. They'd kind of forgotten that we'd won the contest that The Creek Cats and Maggie May were having to win some Hill's Science Diet Hairball Formula cat food.

Honestly, we thought we'd get a small bag of the food to try, which we would have been very thankful for. But no, they really fixed us up. Look at the size of this box!


Josie helped Dad open it -- you can never be too sure about what's in a box.


And Maggie was quick to check it out too (and notice she's putting her stink on the box -- weasting no time to claim it as her's).


Huggy Bear had to see what all the fuss was about, then he saw -- FOUR large seven pound bags of cat food. Now we don't have to share!

And to make things even better we have this amazingly huge box to play with now, too!

Thanks so much to the awesome cats and beans at The Creek Cats (and especially Maggie May) -- and of course, the good people at Hill's Science Diet for shipping us this great package. Can't wait to try it out.

The internet is working against us

So the other day Blogger was all goofy and wouldn't let us sign in, then last night Flickr wasn't responding. Dad was determined to upload a picture of either Huggy Bear or Josie. I know we've been lapse in posting pictures of any of us, but HB and Josie have really been missing from the pictures lately. And they deserve some face time too. So I've given Dad a goal: lots of pictures over the holiday weekend. Shoot, he's got an extra day with us. He should be able to take a couple that are worth uploading. Take the camera out of the bag and pay attention to us!

On the watch

This is one of my favorite spots -- sitting on the scratcher at the very top of the stairs so I can watch the foyer downstairs, plus a full view of all the rooms upstairs. I am the sentry, I keep tabs on everything. And I can see when Maggie is trolling around in pounce mode.

No Wordless Wednesday

Well, it looks like I was just a little over confident yesterday expecting a picture -- I understand though. Mom and Dad didn't leave the theatre until 3 am finishing the grant that is due on Friday. Since Mom and Dad are going to their niece's graduation Mom had to have the grant done and turned in today. She was very very very stressed about it, but it is done and that's more important than a picture. But I know there are pictures ... they're just on the laptop that is packed up for the trip. Mom and Dad both got new phones yesterday (smarter than their old phones) so maybe they can post from the phones now.

Pictures are coming

I know there are pictures sitting on the camera. I remember Mom and Dad having a photo shoot with us. But they've been so busy -- Mom is trying to get a grant application finished for work (yuck!) and then they have to go to Mom's niece's graduation this week too. But on the plus side, that means that Dad will be clearing the pictures off the memory card for the trip, so I expect to have a Wordless Wednesday for tomorrow. Keep you paws crossed.

In the meantime, if you haven't seen this yet, you may want to pass this one along to your people: How to pet a kitty.

Bad storms

Oh we had horrible storms last night. About 1:30 in the morning the sky lit up with lightning and the house shook and the power went out. Dad scrambled out in the rain to move the car into the garage because he heard some hail falling. Today is our trash day and all our recycling got spread around the front yard, the trash can got knocked over spilling a bag of litter box scoopings, and one of Mom's potted plants was uprooted (although OK). Dad got it cleaned up this morning while Mom got ready in the dark. It's nights like this that make us so happy to have our Mom and Dad and a roof over our heads.

Happy Mother's Day

Happy Mother's Day to all the momma cats out there, and especially to our Mom beans who take such good care of us and make sure we have treats and brushes. What would we do without you. Today I plan to snuggle with my Mom so she knows how much I love her.

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PS, the bag of rice worked -- Dad's wet phone is working again!

Oops...

So I spilled some water last night, which isn't anything new. Usually it's one particular glass I don't like. But last night I decided to spill Dad's water. OK, it was water, which cleans up easily. But there's one problem -- I spilled it on Dad's phone. It's still working, except the keyboard. He has it in a bag of rice, so hopefully it will be back working right. My bad...

Feather Friday

Mom and Dad have a bird issue. They have hanging ferns on the front porch that the birds love to nest in. Mom and Dad try to discourage this, but the birds are just so determined. There was one fern that was dying because Mom and Dad didn't want to water the baby birds. Well, the baby birds were due to leave about the time that Mom and Dad were away last weekend. So when they got home they checked the nest and the babies were gone, but new eggs are already in the nest. So there's this dead fern that is driving them nuts now. So the question is, what to do next? If they move the fern to the side of the porch (about three feet at most), will the momma bird move with it? Can they put the nest in a new fern in the same spot? Can they put the eggs in a matching nest in the other fern (like I said, busy birds)? They don't want to harm the eggs, but they want a live fern hanging in that spot. Any advice is a help. Thanks!

Happy Cinco de Meow-o

Happy Cinco de Meow-o! Have some catnip and celebrate!


Mom and Dad were in Atlanta last weekend for a very meaningful event -- they do the 5K MS Walk each year to support their dear friend Nikki. This big drooler wasn't with their group, but he was all-in with the walk -- he even had his own t-shirt.


Here's Mom and Dad at the finish line at Marietta Square. They had a farmer's market there too. Mom saw an awesome t-shirt there -- it speaks for itself:

Goblin

Mom and Dad were visiting friends in Atlanta and look what they had: a hamster named Goblin. Goblin saw very friendly, although not the kind of visitor that Mom enjoyed. Dad thought he was kind of cute, and we think he would be fun to play with, too.