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Friday, February 27, 2015
BILLY SWEETFEETS

Hey Mom Lady Person - guess who forgotted mine gotcha day last week????



YOU

oh and me too.  ME was too cold to 'amember.  

WE is hafing a party all weekend.  

Come and get some of this: 










Wednesday, February 25, 2015
NICHOLAS FUZZYPANTS

Mommy, it's NOT mine fault that I has to chase Sammy all ofur the house and tackle him.  Or that after I chase Miles all ofur the house he gets the hick-cups.  Or that after I chase Billy all ofur the house he can't breathe.  I has to chase them. I think it's the weather making me do it. 

 
Tuesday, February 24, 2015
MILES

It's been too cold to crawl out of our holes to do a report.  Right now the mom says it's "minus one" outside.  I has no idea what that means but there's snow that's at least 3 times as high as we are outside and it's cold.  So maybe "minus one" means cold and snow.  Even Billy runs from the door when it opens 'acause it's too cold.  We knows that lots of you kitties are in the same boat.  We is dreaming of a baycakshun somewhere warm - like other bedroom where the little heater is (the mom says that room does not get a lot of heat so she has a separate heater in there. And she's NOT SHARING IT WIF US).  So we is wandering around hollering "WE WANT THE WARMS" whenever she is home. 

Also, our front door is frozen shut 'acuase, as the mom says, the idiot who put in the new front door did not do it right and now the ice is unner the roof shingles and it's melting and coming in through the door frame and the ice has frozen the door shut.  So the mom has to go out the back door, chip the ice from the front door and then try and use that.  And the window where the big window sill is in the human litterbox room is leaking too. For the same reason - the dood was an idiot.  The old, broken window never leaked.  Oh, and our landlord is in India or something visiting family so he cannot be reached by any of the people who rent houses from him (and all are having the same prollems because the same idiot dood worked on all of the houses). the mom is pretty hissed off.  



 
Thursday, February 19, 2015
BILLY SWEETFEETS


GUESS WHAT??? There is ROAST BEAST and HAM in the fridgerfrator that the mom says needs to get eated soon or she is going to ::gasp:: THROW IT OUT.  

SO, efurryone get ofur here to help us RAID THE FRIDGERFRATOR 
Tuesday, February 17, 2015
SAMMY


Remember when we toured around the country in this? 
 
Well THIS happened last week.  It's NOT mine fault.  I was at home snuggled in mine ham-mick.  Swearsies.  I was not near Harrisburg at the time.  Right Khyra?


Monday, February 16, 2015
MILES

Yep, it's COLD COLD COLD here.  The mom says it's "minus 4" whatever that means.  Well, I do know 2 things it means, the windows are too cold to sit in front of.... and on Sunday I gotted FRENCH TOAST.  nom nom nom

 
Tuesday, February 10, 2015
MILES


Ok all you kitties out there- we haf LOTS and LOTS of snows.  All ofur the east coast.  We is BORED so it's time for a good old 

house trashing party


come one come all 

trashing

eating

nap piles

party party trash trash trash  
Thursday, February 05, 2015
MILES

Wait, what did you call this blog post? CRYBABY?  WHO'S A CRYBABY?  




ME???? um NO I AM NOT A CRYBABY


yes, that was me standing in the upstairs hall hanging over the balcony looking at you and hollering.  I was HOLLERING at you NOT CRYING.  

Just because I came running when you said mine name does not mean that I was CRYING and upset about something.  It means I was tired of HOLLERING at you.  

And I was NOT CRYING or being a tattletail because that little brat Nicky was biting mine head.   
Wednesday, February 04, 2015
SAMMY

Why yes I did whap the alarm clock onto your head.  It was time to get up.  I don't care what time you set the clock to go ringy ringy ringy, 3am is the time I needed you to be up.  
Monday, February 02, 2015
NICHOLAS FUZZYPANTS

So, here is the scoop from Casa de Meezer. 

Billy is coff, coff, coffing 'acuase he can only ever breathe from one nostril and he has breathing prollems in the winter.  He coff, coff, coffed on Sammy, and Sammy got hissy and tried to punch Billy in the face.  Miles got hissy that Sammy and Billy were hissy, and he tried to punch Sammy in the face.  Then both of them started running all over the house hissing at each other.  Then Billy taked a nap and Sammy hid unner the love seat and Miles started chasing me.  Then we ran over mommy.  I guess that was a mistake 'acause she HOLLERED at both of us.  Then she made us take a nap.  With no treats.  I guess we is in trubble. 

 

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