SAMMY
Cripes, what the heck do I haf to be thankful for? the "mother" person in this house posted my Meezer Rule Wednesday post on the WRONG blog - instead of the Simply Siamese blog she posted it on the Fall Contest blog. I'm so 'barassed that she is so addled in the head. Then, THEN, she locked me in a closet for like eleventy six squillion hours (oh sheesh Sammy, it was 15 minutes! - Mommy). THEN she poked me in the eye (it was an accident Sammy, you didn't have to slam your eye on my finger - Mommy). SEE!! It's NEVER her fault, she blames everything on me. Does anyone want to 'dopt me? Really, I'm the GOOD cat.
Oh no you don't mother person, I see you coming at me to give me butt skritches and it just won't work. I'm 'barassed and sad and.......... and................ ooooooooo..........um.................what was I saying?................oh yeah, I'm thankful for butt skritches.
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Well i'd say you can come live with us except I don't get nearly enough but scritches as it is. Must be that Conference getting to her head. Though Meowmy should have noticed it was on the wrong blog but she blah blah blahed about work being hectic and such.
Latte
Well, you can't live with us as mom is allergic to you. If you want, though, we can see if someone we know will adopt you. You might change your mind though. You might want to stay with your mom, and Miles and Billy, and the blog...
Roxy
I don't think you want to live with me. My mom is gone all of the time and when she is home, she is working.
Well, it's not yoor fawlt dat mom is addled, dat's prolly werk dat does dat...as long as she amembers how to give butt skritches it should be okay.
Oh man, Sammy, my momma does that to sometimes. She is being totally unfair, and then starts giving me a shoulder massage and I forget to make my point.
Your buddy, Jimmy Joe
P.S. I hope you're stayin' warm, buddies!
Awwwwww....butt scritchies! She knows how to make it up to you. Even if she is an absentminded sorry excuse for a so-called mother......
Well,
sometimes mommy just do that.
But thinking of you can wake her up like at 2am.....so.... Hmmmm....
Wow, talk about a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. But sometimes, butt skritches can make up for a lot.
Tavi, Cody, Camie and Miss Jade
Life is cruel Sammy. But ya could be in heat like me...
Ayla
butt skritches fix everything!
Sammy I fink Parker is rite...butt skritches (and temptations) fix all! And if yoo weren't dare woo wood watch ofur yur Mommie? Yoo is da big mancat of da famblee. She kneads yoo.
*wavin paws*
Bye Billy
Bye Miles
Boo,Ping,Jinx and Gracie
*blowin kisses*
Bye to my handsome sweet floofy cocoa puff meezerman
Purrs and nosekisses
your adoring tiny tuxie princess
Abby
Poor Sammy. It is so hard to be you, we just do not know how you stand it!! - Captain Jack and Dante
BILLY!! ME is Back and ME wanna PLAYPLAYPLAY!! Wanna PLAY!? We gots to!! YAY!! PLAY!!! YAY!!! - Fagin
Oh you poor boy...
Butt scritches ARE awesome, Sammy! You may want to reconsider getting a new Mom Lady Person, even though has been rather incompetent lately. The things we have to tolerate for butt scritches...
you're cute too sammy...
smiles, auntie bee
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
You can come live with me. I could use someone to whap the Woman into shape!
Sammy, as hard as it might be, we think you ought to cut your mom person some slack...sounds like she's just got too much going on these days (oh how we can relate!)...besides, she gives purrty good butt scritches, don't she???
She fergot the treats wif the butt scritches but dat is okay !
Butt-scritches make up for a lot of wrongs!
There's almost always something to be thankful for!
You can always come and live with me, Sammy. As long as you don't mind Dana . . . or my Mommy's snorgling habit.
~Tybalt
BILLY BILLY SWEETFEETS! TIME WARP! MONSTER MASH! BOOGIE OOGIE OOGIE! *wigglebutt disco dance*
~Dana
Oh my! These things do happen! ;o)
Poor Sammy ... So unloved.
DMM
Sammy, you sure have had a rough week.
Oh Sammy you must never say things like that even in jest.. what is your Momma was to hear???And even worse BELIEVE you aaarrrggghh
Do you put your butt in the air when you get your scritches? :P
V-V
Sammy, having been recently abandoned in favor of a trip up north with the Sandy Man, I completely understand your ire. And you can never, no, NEVER have enough butt skritches..and EVERYTHING IS ALWAYS HER FAULT!!!
I'm just sayin'.
The Mom person has you Sammy, you are a slave for butt scritches.
Daddyitty locked us out of da bathroom where da little-boyz-room is today. SHEESH!
We hope you and you mommy made up by now (the butt skritches probably helped!) We think you should stay where you are. Miles and Billy would miss you too much!
Don'tcha love how people have to interject with their excuses? We KNOW it was over a squillion hours in the closet! Because people can't tell cat time! I'm not even sure they can tell people time. If they could, I'd get fed on time.
I'm not too sure about butt skritches. That's a little too intimate for me. Stick to my head and chin and I'm happy.
I got locked in the closet and it was at least a squillion hours, and I go NO butt scritches AT ALL...just accused of being a silly kitty...the nerve. You've got it good buddy. At least my momma washed me...
You poor dear..come live with us...plenty of room at the hotel calamari.
Oh, Sammy, You're a pushover for butt scritches.
We're glad the 3 of you stopped by Katie's and helped change her mind about retiring from blogging. We don't know why, but there's something vaguely familiar about this scenario. Where have we run across this before?
Sammy, you can come live with us anytime...but the puggies might think you are a new toy and not a new bruther...but come over anytime!
hugs,
puglette
:o)
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