01 October 2014


mommer? mommer! quit playin' onna innernets an' pay attenshun to me!

*but ed, all your fans want to know what's going on at Chez Pierce, and if you don't let me type, i can't tell them about you throwing up a cricket leg. where did you get that, anyway?*

hah! you fink i am jus' a crippledly ol' mancat, but i still hafs some git-up-an-go left. i cotted it when it snuck inna cat door from the catio last night!

*you sure you didn't have any help? you know iggy wants to eat anything that moves.*

no, he din't get none. he's been awful sassy to me an' nitro lately, pickin' fights an' pouncin' us, so we teamed up an' played "keep away" from him. worked, too.

*does this mean i have to hunt around for nitro's URK spots, too?*

nahhhh. the dbd gotted 'em befur you gotted up.

*great. i love cleaning up dbd URK spots even more than yours! (yes, sheldon, that's sarCATsm.)* (goes off URK hunting...)

30 September 2014

dammit's job hunting again

... an' all he'll tell us about his next job prospect is that he's gonna be a nunder cover agent, an' that means he was practicin' even last week!! he's really sirius about this one!

29 September 2014

we're late acause mommer is a little hungover ....

Errrrr, she sez we better change that to "tired". Ok, tired. Acause we gotted a new cousin ofur the weekend when Cousin Kayla married Mike 'way up in Kansas, an' now he's Cousin Mike! CONCATULATIONS!!!

Mommer an' dad drived an' drived an' drived to get there an' back, so mostly their butts are sore, but the weekend was worth it!

26 September 2014

look but DON'T TOUCH!!

My Mama makes lotsa pretty fings frum beads an' string in my room where I let her keep her stuff, an' she lets me snoopervise from my faverite perch on her lap! But when I try to help, she gets all flusterpated an' sometimes asks if I want flyin' lessons. I don't unnerstand what flyin' hasta do wif beads. An' I must admit, it is furry, furry difficult to keep my paws offa those sparkly, rolly little things. Evenshully, she gets pretty nervus an' puts me down onna ground an' gets my faverite fevver-an-jingle-bell-onna-string. we play race an' catch until I am good an' tired, so I go haf a drinka water an' take a nap. It's a win-win fur me!

25 September 2014

underground kitty

when mommer's foot blankie fell offa the footrest onna reclinin' chair last nite, dammit burrowed unner it like he was a mole. mommer hadda pull back the edge just to get this picture of him. then she covered him back up, an' he nefur moved the whole time! he stayed there for almost a halfa hour. then when she gotted up to go to the human litterbox, he reached out an' snagged her foot. she stumbled an' danced fur a minnit, an' he had enuf time to beat her to the little room, where he tripped her again. she sed he was lucky she din't hafta go real bad. we fink she was the lucky one! we also fink he wasn't asleep unner there; he was jus' bidin' his time!

24 September 2014

sleepin' wif the emeny

aha! now we knows why iggy missed our team syncronized nappin' practice yestiddy. he's goned ofur to the emeny. we shoulda knowed; he's had a crush on the dbd all his life, an' she only hafs eyes for nitro, so he takes enny chance he gits where she'll let him cuddle up. guess he'll be back wif us when she wakes up an' notices him there. poor guy.

23 September 2014

smells like team spirit ...

we herd mommer sayin' that she was gonna change the flower reeth onna front door to one wif red leafs, onna counta monday was the beginnin' of ottum. that means it's gonna get colder soon, an' we figgered we better practice our team's syncronized nappin' so's to find the best, most warmest positions. we dunno where igmu was in this configgerashun, but he needs to show up fer th' next practice: ed's ol' bald asterisk needs a blankie.