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Thursday, December 08, 2016


Mommy:  Nicky why do you have to chase Sammy so much? You're bullying him

NICKY:  well, I doesn't really know.  maybe he says snotty things to me and I has to chase him. 

Mommy:  Is that true? 

NICKY:  Well, I doesn't know.  Maybe he insulted you.  And I has to chase him

Mommy: Is that true? 

NICKY:  Well, I doesn't know.  Maybe I just doesn't like his face. 

Mommy:  Is that true? 

NICKY:  Well, I doesn't know.  WAIT I KNOW!! HE FARTED.  

Mommy: is that true? 

NICKY:  YES!! THAT IS WHAT HAPPENED.  Then I had to chase him 'acause the stink was following him around and I had to get him to out run it so that he could come back into the living room without the stink following him. 

Mommy:  Really? Because he came in here, and saw you, and then proceeded to walk around the outside of the room, then over the furniture just to avoid getting near you. 

NICKY:  hahaha,  it werked.  Now he and his butt stink will stay away from me.
Tuesday, December 06, 2016

Deer Santy Paws

Mommy says I needs to write this letter to you RIGHT NOW. 'acause I is being BAD.  

I will try and promise not to do the following from now until Chrissymouse

  • 1.  Chase Sammy around the house and bite his butt
  • 2.  Chase Sammy around the house and bite his tummy
  • z.  Run full speed through the house, hollering at the top of mine lungs for no reason (there IS a reason, but mommy does not believe me that I see ghosty kitties here - Billy and some others that came 'afore) 
  • $.  Stand in the human litter box room and scream the song of mine people
  • 9.  Get unner the covers and bite her in the stomach
  • 6.  Eat all the foods and puke them up in the bedroom.  Wait, that's not me. 
  • D.  Chase Miles around the house and jump on him and make him scream like Jamie Lynn Curtis in that Halloween Movie. 
  • #.  Knock over any chrissymouse tree that may come into the house.  
Please be kind to me Santy Paws, I losted mine big brofur Billy 3 months ago and I is still sad and acting out.  

Thursday, December 01, 2016

um, I's in trubble for breaking one of the mom's plates.  I kind of pushed it off the table onto the hard floor and it breaked.  

But the ham on it was good. 

Monday, November 28, 2016

Here is the meezer monday Miles report for today


we did get some!!!! And 


That is all

Thursday, November 24, 2016

Sunday, November 20, 2016

WE HAS SNOW!!! Time for our weenie roast!! We has weenies, meowgaritas, niptinis and beenies!! (and beenie weenies) and whatever this thing is. 

Come on over and throw some snowballs (if you want to get your paws that cold) - haf some foods and join our warm nap pile.  Oh, and no pooting.  BWAHAHAHAHA

Wednesday, November 16, 2016

We is 'posed to get a snow storm on Sunday so the mom said we could haf a weenie roast pawty to cellybrate the ferst snow fall.   (well, we asked her a qweschun about somefing and she saided yes)

Efen if it doesn't snow, we is gonna haf a pawty!!
Monday, November 14, 2016

Thursday, November 10, 2016

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there, I do not sleep

I am a thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond glints on snow

I am the sunlight on ripened grain
I am the gentle autumn rain

When you awaken in the mornings hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight
I am the soft stars that shine at night

Do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there, I did not die.

The 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month, 1918
The day The War to End All Wars ended.

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
between the crosses row on row
that mark our place; and in the sky
Scarce heard among the guns below

We are the dead.  Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset go
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields

Take up our quarrel with the foe!
To you from falling hands we throw
the torch - be yours to hold it high
If ye break faith with us who die
we shall not sleep, though
poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

If only it really had been the war to end all wars................
Wednesday, November 09, 2016


He gotted a vote!!! 

Wait, what mommy? 

Oh, he's NOT?  That stinks.  

Ok, well then we is hafing a post election HOUSE TRASHING PAWTY!!!!!