Friday, March 30, 2007

YES


SAMMY
Yes, I barfed up the pile of fev-vers that you stepped on in the hallway.
No, I will not stop pulling the fev-vers out of your pillows and eating them.
MILES
We gotted tagged!!! So, here is our answers!!!
5 reasons We (I) Blog
1. It gifs me a kreatif outlet
2. I likes bisiting all my furriends blogs
3. 'acause Max didded it and we love reading his blog, so we begged for our own
4. 'acause Mommy nefurr listens to me when I complain, so I haf to vent my frustrashuns somehow.
5. 'acuase surfing the innernets is mostly boring, and cat blogs are the only fun part of the innernets.
we doesn't know who to tag so we tag EFURRYONE who wants to play!

Thursday, March 29, 2007


MILES
zzzzzzz, zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz, zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz, zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz, zzzzzzzzzz,

Tuesday, March 27, 2007

Rules, Schmooles

MILES

Rule 1: A kitty cannot haf chokolate. WHY????? chokolate is GOOD. why can't i haf any?

Rule 2: A kitty, when playing kissy face, should not put the bitey on the purrsons lip.
but it's FUN. anyfing FUN should not be against the rules.

Rule 3: A kitty cannot haf ham eleventy-three times a day. WHY NOT? really, why not. there is no good reason.

Rule 4: A kitty should not use a bean's knees or hip as a launching pad to try and stand on the ceiling at 4:02am. OK, then what time would be a good time for this? I has to praktice efurry night.

Rule 5: A kitty really should not make smellavision dreams from the litterbox at 3am. HEY, when you has to potty, you has to potty. Waking you up with the smell is just an extra added benefit.

Rule 6: A kitty should not jump from the desk 'ahind the couch onto the bean's head, exspeshully if a kitty's claws is out. Well, MOVE YOUR HEAD then.

Rule 7: A kitty should not just start eating food off the bean's plate when the bean is eating dinner on the couch. no, it would not help if you eated at the table eifurr. If it's not on a fork or spoon, it's fair game. Heck, it's fair game until it enters the bean's mouf.

Rules Schmooles.

Our trip - by Sammy

SAMMY
Here are some more pikshurs of our trip to daddy's.









Ferst, we gotted a new toy - a cube. Miles took it ofurr, and after he was in it, I didn't want it anymore.












Miles gotted ham on the foo-ton






Miles also finded a new place to nap - on the 'puter chair. he wants efurryone to see that he still has his fangs









I hung out alot












The I prakticed my fierce meezer look.

Monday, March 26, 2007

Mancat Meezer Monday - by Sammy




SAMMY





Miles isn't the only one who likes the foo-ton!






Here I is looking out one of the lifing room windows at daddy's house.

This pikshur doesn't make me look :gasp: FAT does it?

Saturday, March 24, 2007

The mostest horrible day!

MILES



I hadded the most horrible fing happen to me yesterday!!! Mommy putted the PTU in the metal monster wif wheels, and then she burritoed us up to bring us outside, 'acause we won't go in it when it's inside. Sammy wented out screaming and yelling and she putted him in the PTU (oh for those of you who don't know, we call it a Prisioner Transport Unit - ofurrwise known as a pet carrier). Then she camed for me wif my soft fleece blankie. I gotted really scairt and fought she was going to take me to the v-e-t to get the rest of my teef pulled out, and when she gotted me out the door, i peed all ofurr her and the blankie, and then hadded to go back inside and get my butt washed in the kitc-hen sink.



Once I understanded that we was going to see Daddy, it was alright and me and Sammy just curled up in the PTU and napped (we share one 'acause it's HUGE).



And then I saw it - MY FOO-TON!!!







Daddy says Fanks for the purrfday wishes - his purrfday is tomorrow, but we is going back to our house tomorrow. so we is sell-a-brating today.

Thursday, March 22, 2007

The PTU is out

MILES

The PTU is out and Mommy says that we is going to bisit Daddy for his purrfday this weekend. You know what that means...............


FOO-TON!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Oh, and mommy says that the reason I didn't get any ham is 'acause there was onion and hot peppers in it, and they is furry bad for me. I doesn't care, I'm still mad. When we gets to Daddy's, I'm gonna lay on my foo-ton and eat ham. He has some wif no onions or hot peppers in it just for me.


Oh, and we has some new stuff in our store. It has this logo on it:

(fanks Mom Robyn, we loves the logo)

Sharing is not a bad fing


MILES
When mommy taked this pikshur, she was eating a HAM SAMMICH. Does you fink she sharded it wif me? uh, NO.
I'm still mad about that.

Tuesday, March 20, 2007

Friday, March 16, 2007

Uh oh, storm on the way, and we're dancing!

SAMMY

We is 'apposed to haf a huge storm starting tonite - a foot of snow!!! Mommy says it's almost spring, so why is we hafing a foot of snow?

Last night, I showed off my gymnastic abilities to daddy - I hanged from the balcony so that he could see my head from the lifing room - he completely freaked out!! It was great!!! Miles lounged around in his denim jaket and kept asking "where's the foo-ton? where's the foo-ton?" But I doesn't fink Daddy speaks kitty, 'acause he just kept saying "you're so cute".

Today I plan on werking on my balcony dismount - that should really freak out daddy!

We is "dancing" in our house. It has somefing to do wif basketball and the Pitt Panfers. We winned last night, and play again on Saturday. And a BIG shout out to Cowboy he pickded our team to go all the way, 'acause his team didn't make it to the dance. Fanks Cowboy!!!!! We hope that there's a lot of green papers in the pool for you to get when we win!!

Thursday, March 15, 2007

I wonder

MILES

Daddy is coming up this weekend. I wonder if he will bring my foo-ton wif him.

what? oh, it won't fit in his car? Poo

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

MILES

Hey efurryone - don't furrget that Max has anofurr auction going on - a couple of really good purrizes too!!! And the green papers go to a really good cause!!

Now, do I look happy to you? Why does you fink I look this way?

GREEN is NOT my color!! It clashes wif my eyes!!!

Oh, but hey, what's this? Sammy's windowsill money!!! I fink I will borrow some and go buy me a little sumfin-sumfin (and by "borrow" i mean not pay back, and by "sumfin-sumfin" I mean tem-tay-shuns - uh oh, was that out loud? purrtend you didn't see that - just in case Sammy figures out that I tookded some of his money.) Mommy won't let me haf money of my own 'acause I'm "ir-ree-spon-sible".
Does anyone know how many of these silver fings I need to buy tem-tay-shuns?

Oh, and mommy says fanks for the good foughts for her jobbie innerview. She won't know for about 2 weeks if she gets a 2nd innerview. She's really nervous.

Oh, and yeah, we has anofurr new look. This is what mommy does when she is nervous. Ushually, it's the furnachure in the house, this time it's our blog. Let us know what you fink of it. We still has the ofurr template that we can go back to if peoples hates it.

Tuesday, March 13, 2007

Sorry

MILES

Dear Mommy

I am sorry about the squishy puddle I lefted on the kit-chen floor. I fink I eated my stinky goodness too fast.

I am sorry that I almost pulled the curtains down in the lifing room. I know you just buyed them. I fink I gotted a claw caught in them and pulled too hard.

I am sorry that pulled the curtain and rod down in the human litterbox room. I fink I gotted too 'acited looking out the window and standed up and knockded the rod down.

I am sorry that I lefted anofur squishy puddle in the middle of your new fev-ver bed topper on your bed. I fink that after I ate my tem-tay-shuns and shovded Sammy out of the way and ated his, and then ran around the house like my butt was on fire, that I felt a little queasy, so I hadded to dive unner the covers and yak.

Monday, March 12, 2007

Time to put your paws togefurr

SAMMY

Please put your paws togefurr and send up some purrs and purrayers. Mommy has a interview on Tuesday for a jobbie!!! Oh, she really really really wants this jobbie, it's at a company she has wanted to werk for efenn 'afore she gotted laid off from her last jobbie. I fink that some purrs and purrayers would help her feel better and not be so nervous.

Fank you!!

Friday, March 09, 2007

I am

MILES


The POOSE-A-NATOR. Superhero of crazy flying, crashing and tumbling cats efurrywere. Now, to get out of my efurryday clothes and find my cape..................


(If I has to haf a ree-dik-u-lus nikname, then I should be a superhero, right?)

Thursday, March 08, 2007

YIKES!!! HE'S INSANE!!

SAMMY

Well, Miles finally showed his insane side. He took a flying leap off the balcony upstairs to the landing below - it's about 8 feet up from the landing and maybe 11 feet from the bottom of the stairs. He flew frew the bars on the railing, bounced off the landing and flipped down the stairs. Mommy freaked out, ran ofurr to him and he just gotted up and ranned back up the stairs to the top of the balcony, and stuck his head frew the bars. Mommy ranned up the stairs after him (and at that I was laffin' and laffin'), shouting "NO MILES NO". He had gotted halfway frew the bars when she takled him. He was gonna do it again!!! Mommy saided that he would "be the deafh of her yet", at wich point I tolded him not to kill mommy. He was yelling somefing about being a superhero. Superhero my fuzzy butt. Maybe he should name himself "The Poose-a-nator, hero of crazy cats efurrywhere!" He's just NUTS!!

Wednesday, March 07, 2007

Cripes

MILES

So, I has been skratchin my chin again the last couple of days, and mommy is getting werried that my teefs hurts me again. I still have to get 3-5 more teefs taken out sometime. I keep trying to tell her that my skin is dry just like her scaly elefant skin, but she doesn't 'alieve me. She just jumps to the konklushun that my teefs hurt and that I will prolly skratch anofurr hole in my chin or somefing. MY SKIN ITCHES lady. Put some loshun on me or somefing!!!

Tuesday, March 06, 2007

No I'm not

SAMMY


A big gooey gooshball of fluffy fuzzy luvs. I'm a MANCAT wif lazer eyes. SHEESH. What is my girlfriendcat going to fink? What is WRONG wif you woman? No.. stop wif the chin skritches. stop.. really stopurr, purrrr purr. Dang.

Monday, March 05, 2007

What's a

MILES

Pa-too-kas and why am I a pain in mommy's? I mean, just 'acause I skratch at the blankies at night, shove my nose up her nostrils, put the bitey on her earlobes or fingers or toes, jump on her still owie oper-way-shun spot (I don't fink I'm the reason that it's still owie, but I can't be shur), or jump up and down on her knees to try and reach the ceiling. All those places aren't called pa-too-kas-es so I doesn't know where I'm causing her pain.

Sunday, March 04, 2007

{{{{{{HUGS}}}}}}

SAMMY


There's been a whole lot of hugging going on lately. We has been hugged by Grr, Midnight and Cocoa, Chey, The HOT(M)BC, and Jake and Bathsheba. So, in return we is hugging THE ENTIRE CAT BLOGSPHERE. Come here. Yes YOU. Really. I wants to gif you a hug. I efen haf my love eyes going and my purr fing is running. Here, look for yourself:




So, come on. I'm cute and I'm purring so let's haf a {{{{{{HUG}}}}}} Oh, and can you bring some
tem-tay-shuns wif you?


Friday, March 02, 2007

Formerly Feral Friday

SAMMY

My evil death ray eyes will penetrate your brain, and you WILL BRING ME TEM-TAY-SHUNS AND MY FEV-VER WAND.




Update: Per request from Mom Robyn, if Zeus or Skeezix sees this, please go visit the HOT(M)BC

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