Thursday, February 08, 2018

Sammy Update


I has to haf another surgery to remove another small tumor.  The maybe we can do some treatment.  We just has to take a look at our finances and figure it all out.  

Otherwise I is doing ok.  The mom gived up on putting that suit on me for now.  And once she took it off me I pulled out all of the furs on my front legs where the sleeves were.  Now the mom feels like a horrible person for making me wear it.  The 2nd thing I did was lick the scab off mine belly again.  So I got the cone of shame back for a while.  So after that I just sat around and cried and cried and howled all night to keep her up.  

Monday, February 05, 2018



So, the dinosaur thing was a little scairty.  So I turned the dial on the t-i-m-e-m-a-c-h-i-n-e tellybision and wented here: It was silly.  I kind of want to find a channel about ghosts.  I like those shows. 

Wednesday, January 24, 2018



Like I said 'afore I has a tellybision in mine box.  the brand name  I think is 

I think I am going to watch the Dinosaur channel

I hope that this movie is on

Thursday, January 18, 2018



This is a furry comfy box.  And it has a telebision in it! I think that's what the sign says 

t-i-m-e-m-a-c-h-i-n-e - that's telebision right? maybe some of the letters are different. 

Let's see what's on,  I has a choice of a western shoot-em-up, a show about dinosaurs or a show about some fancy British people living in a castle.  

what should we watch? 

Monday, January 15, 2018



I has been furry unhappy at the quality of the services that the mom has been providing lately.  She has not helped me blog.  She has not made my good foods lately.  She makes Sammy wear that adorable stupid outfit all the time. Or the cone.  There has not been enough lap time.  She even did NOT lift me up to the bed for 2 nights in a row last week.  

That's it.  I'm done.  Either she goes or I go.  


Hey Miles, here's a nice comfy box to lay in an pout.............



Friday, January 05, 2018

Tuesday, January 02, 2018

Happy Blogaversary to us, and stuff about Sammy


It's our blogaversary!! 395 years ago we started this blog.  At least that's what the mom says - which means that she's about 736 years old.  bwahahahahaha. 

Sammy is a gross and disgusting vile beast.  He smells and he won't get off the bed.  The mom spends all night "spooning" him and I have to slap her in the head repeatedly in the middle of the night just to get some attention.  HEY THE MOM  THERE ARE OTHER CATS HERE.  

The mom says that in a couple of days Sammy will be getting some fancy schmancy clothes to wear.  He hates clothes.  I like clothes.  Why does HE get to wear them? I want some too.  


Miles honey, I know you're crabby and feeling left out.  Sammy just needs a little more attention right now.  We have to get his belly healed up so that he can start the next step in his treatment for his cancer.  


I's sorry I's crabby.  And I's sorry that I said you was 736 years old.  I know that you're only 428.  

Monday, December 18, 2017

Yes it's time!


It's time for the annual singing of 


Hammy Smells (sung to the tune of Jingle Bells)

Dashing frough the house
on my four furry feet
mommy's at the cold box
getting me a treat

On my feets I run
For a treat that is YUM YUM
I can't wait to get it
into my tum-tum


Hammy Smells
Hammy Smells
Hammy Smells so fine
and the taste
oh my gosh
it is so deeeeeeeeee-vine

City Ham
Country Ham
dices cubes and slices
salty good
piggy good
tastes better than mices

Thursday, December 07, 2017

How is Sammy doing?


You all know that I has cancer on mine tummy, and that the mom is struggling to find a way to make it better for me.  After many talks with the v-e-t, the mom says that I need an oper-way-shun and some ray-dee-ashun I doesn't want to haf one, but I guess that if it makes me live longer, then it would be good.  

We haf had a benefactor send us some money for me and this morning the mom gotted an updated estimate for the oper-way-shun and radiation treatment.  All together with staying at  the specialist v-e-t for 3 days and then 6-10 ray-dee-a-shun treatments it will be about $2000.  With the money that our dear friend gave us and what we can cover we are halfway there, but we still need a little help.  When Billy was sick we did a go fund me campaign and the mom is starting one for me.  Also there is this if anyone would like to help through paypal.  Any funds that are left ofur will go towards another kitty or woofie who needs help.  The mom will be scheduling mine oper-way-shun as soon as she can.  We are hoping that this will werk for me and give me a longer time here.  

Tuesday, December 05, 2017

o catmast tree, o catmas tree


O catmas tree
O catmas tree
how lovely on the floor you'll be

O catmas tree 
O catmas tree
How broken will your ornaments be

Your lights will never shine again
Your lovely skirt will need a hem

O catmas tree
O catmas tree
I cannot wait to topple thee

Oh crappity crap crap crap

Mommy say "we can't have a tree 'acause we have a Nicky".  

I will find a way to get a tree in here.......................

Tuesday, November 28, 2017

Turkey Day Shmurkey Day


You know, there was a big holiday last week that was all about stuffing your face with Turkey.  

Do you think WE got any turkey on that day? 

You would be WRONG if you said Yes. 

The mom promised us turkey on Saturday.  

What's the point? 

Sammy Update

SAMMY I has to haf another surgery to remove another small tumor.  The maybe we can do some treatment.  We just has to take a look at our ...