tummy tuesday - getzger

this is miss ginger's "watch cat", getzger. he is a blue abbysinian kitty, an' he keeps himself busy alla time. he is just flat nosey an' into efurrything. he patrols the house constantly, just like skeezy, 'cause he's their safety officer. it just drives his mama nutz, but they are safe from intrusions of all kinds, except for the ones getzger causes! ;-)

mancat monday

we told nitro he was gonna take center stage on mancat monday, but DIN'T tell him we were gonna post the candid of him slickerin' himself up for the photo shoot. WOW! is he M-A-D!!! *giggle* xing & ed *smirk*

Mancat Monday!!

well, heck! we had a fine post lined up, and DPB saved the picture to the same server that the vanished picture of mom's nose-holes is on. so you can't see THIS one, either. so we started to make a whole new post, an' DPB won't let us upload anyfing. we are peevish. we'll try later.

xingxing wears a wig!

in answer to the challenge of anastasia (of the cat realm), here is our dingy sisfur, xingy, in anastasia's pink wig. styled most becomingly, we think, even if she IS our sisfur.

sleepy sunday

edmund--dreaming of his beloved, miss midnight! *sweet dreams, ed!*

(mumbling in sleep): oh, they are, they are! ;-) purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr . . . .

INDEPENDENCE!!!

freedom is furry important to kitties AND beans!
please remember those who gave it to us,
those who kept it for us,
and those who still protect it for us!!


we hope you has a safe, happy day!

just for the sake of our sanity . . .

NOTE: we are re-posting this one just as a test. this graphic image's href begins http://bp1.blogger . . . an' the one with the here-again-gone-again picture of mom begins wif http://bp3.blogger. if this one stays, we'll know it's DPB's server. we are just terminally curious about this. why not? we're cats!!*tee-hee* mom allus laughs at us an' tells us how lazy we are, specially onna weekends. she thought she'd keep the camera handy to get pictures of us sleepin', but guess what? she fell asleep, an' now we get to show you the view we see from her frontal appendages! scary, huh? we figger we'll hafta pay that guy named "hell" that she's allus threatenin' us with if we do somethin' she gets mad about, but we think this shot is worth it!

we's cornfused

we don't see the "mom's snoozin'" sunday picture today. does anyone else? is DPB on a bender again, or are we just silly? the html text says it's there, but we don't see it--but it's showing our little woofie-buddy, jake (who is recovering from parvo!). any thoughts on this selective picture showing?

sunday snooze . . . an' it ain't us!

NOTE: sometimes this picture is visible, sometimes it isn't. we think DPB is maybe having server trouble? has anycat had this problem before? we even tried re-posting anofur post, an' it doesn't show. phhhllllllllbbbbbbbt! (razzberry!)

*tee-hee* mom allus laughs at us an' tells us how lazy we are, specially onna weekends. she thought she'd keep the camera handy to get pictures of us sleepin', but guess what? she fell asleep, an' now we get to show you the view we see from her frontal appendages! scary, huh? we figger we'll hafta pay that guy named "hell" that she's allus threatenin' us with if we do somethin' she gets mad about, but we think this shot is worth it!

wacky picture wednesday

this was k.c., the kitty who lived at the place where mom hunts during the day. she lived there for two whole years. she liked to sleep in drawers in funny positions. the kitty got out one evening when a bean came in late, an' was gone two whole days. the people at the next door hunting place found her in one of their trucks! that episode caused so much heartache for mom an' the ofur lady there who loved k.c. (miss nanet), that they:

1. stuck lots pins in a doll of the late-arriving bean;
2. spit on the late-arriving bean's shadow; an'
   
3. decided that though mom would miss k.c. turrible bad, miss nanet should take her to live full time at her house, where k.c. went on weekends so she wouldn't be lonely. (we already had four kitties here, an' it only brought nanet's herd up to three;-)

that was three years ago, an' people comin' in still ask where the kitty is--they remember her as being so furriendly an' nice. an' she was. mom still misses her.

toesie tuesday!

now here's a SUPER toesie tuesday for ya!

moovey monday: our DKM prize package!!

SOMETHIN', at last: rainy sunday

well, rainy for cocoa, at least:not understanding the process of getting in the rain box,

she filed a rather rigorous protest:

all that's left of her . . .

nah . . . she's just inna backyard, runnin' around like her butt's on fire, tryin' to dry off. but dad sez mom can HELP next time, insteada documenting the event!

more saturday . . . STILL nuffin'

ed's been on the DKM snuggle we winned for guessing san antonio in a "where in the world is DKM" contest a while back. it had acshul stalks of catnip rolled up in it, an' you know ed an' nip!
he hasn't moved off it for almost a week except to eat, drink, or go pee. when his sweetie, midnight teleported ofurr to visit, they dragged it into the laundry room an' put it onna fresh, hot laundry inna basket to cuddle in. boy, he knows howta treat his woman-cat right!

an' mom hadda good time last evening wif her friend, miss ginger. *smirkety-smirk-smirk!* in this picture, they'd already made away wif the mead, an' were tryin' to soak it up wif pizza!

REALLY slow saturday

just hangin' around, waitin' for somethin' to happen!

folded feline friday

13 things mom does that we wanna do

1. go outside inna grass whenefur she wants to
   
2. open the frijamerator door
3. eat onions an' garlic an' chocolate (she eats lots of 'em, so they must be good!)
4. go to a doctorbean who DOESN'T stick a thermometer you-know-where
5. sleep inna big soft bed inna nap pile wif dad
   
6. play wif little pieces of glass or metals wif holes in 'em--she squirts us if we hockey 'em around, but we can't resist! they roll so good!
   
7. play wif little pieces of colorful squooshy stuff like almost dry mud--she hollers, "dammit, don't eat that clay!!!!"--what!?! we was just tastin'.
8. type fast--it's that opposable thumb thing
   
9. send the woofies outside whenefur she wants to
10. make the woofies go. lay. DOWN.
11. make the cool blowers blow cooler when it's hot weather
    
12. pop the top on the treats bucket--again with the opposable thumb thing
13. sleep sitting up. oh, wait. we taught her that one . . . ummmmmmm, oh yeah: use toilet paper
    

thursday 13 - nitro's rules

1. if it's cat food, it's mine.
2. if it's people food, it's mine.
   
3. if it's food in your mouth, it's mine, and i want it back.
4. if it's food that's already been processed and hurled back, it's STILL mine, no matter who hurled it. well, maybe not woofies.
5. if it's food that's already been processed and hurled back with a hairball, it might be mine, it might be yours. depends on how much hair.
   
6. if it's food that's already been processed and gone all the way through, it's yours.
7. if i'm sleeping, leave me alone.
   
8. if you're sleeping, wake up and make me a comfy spot to sleep. on you.
   
9. if you're sleeping and i'm sleeping on you, don't move.
   
10. if you're resting comfortably, see #8, starting with "and make me a comfy. . . "
    
11. if you're awake but your legs are sleeping, and i'm sleeping on them, don't move.
    
12. if you're awake and i'm sleeping on you, but you have to go pee or whatever, so what? don't move.
    
13. if you're awake and i'm awake, go get me some food!
    

wordless wednesday

torcher tuesday!!!!!

warning! may be too intense for some kitties!
'member we told you our mom & dad went to a pond on saturday? well, dad musta done something worse than mom did when she hadda squirt herself in the head!! they . . . oh, it's TOO turrible! . . . they . . . DRUG . . . HIM . . . THROUGH . . . WATER!!!!! . . . LOTSA water! for hours! an' hours!! it was dredful!! at times, he even seems to be laughing, but that's just proof that his mind became unhinged under torcher!!
the beans who met them at the big pond were people dad works with. we haf heard about THEM before, but nefurr anything this heinous. he was furry, furry quiet when they came home, an' movin' real slow. then he went to bed really early, before the sun was all dark.

an' ya know what? he WENT BACK TO WORK the next morning. we figger his brain got waterlogged an' he din't know any better. we pleaded wif him to stay home, but he jus' told us we'd already gotten our breakfast an' weren't gonna get any more. poor dad; he's just a sponge wif legs now. *sob* *whimper*

mystery monday

whose furs are these?

***well, hockey-darn. we thought this would be difficult. youse guys are too perceptive. mom thought because SHE couldn't guess, no one else would. we will put our thinking caps on an' come up wif a REAL mystery photo, by gum.***

sleepy sunday

it's been a sleepy day here at chez pierce. we 'nipped ourselfs into oblivion yesterday while the woofies were outside an' mom & dad were at the big pond. they all had a good time. we even has a moovey of the action at the pond for another day. but this is pretty much what we look like today:

breakfast with the meowers

we ALL got bits of buttered toast. it was yummy!

an' then mom an' dad went to a big pond with the floating machine tied on behind dad's maroon machine. they're gonna be gone all day, an' they the LEFT THE WOOFIES OUTSIDE!

they don't let us haf furriends ofurr when they're gone, but we're gonna PAR-TAY! amongst ourselfs!! we gots lotsa nip an' fev-ver toys an' we're gonna enjoy 'em to the fullest wifout worryin' whether cocoa or xena will eat them!! hope all you kitties has a great day!!

kittyup, you cayuse!

this is our bean furriend miss tesse's li'l cowboy, gabriel, an' his faithful, patient steed lucius. you will notice that gabe is furry fashun conscious--he an' his horsie has matching furs!

(veiled) threat thursday

back on mancat monday, my best frend, skeezix, asked if i'd gotten any action yet. yup, i had. right after mom snapped that picture, i heard an outside kitty jump up on the barbecue grill. the grill sits on the hard floor outside where the green machine lives, next to the window behind my dad's head when he sits in "his" chair.

always ready to rush into action, i took the shortest path between two points (floor to window). i learned some new words for the "don't say" list. it's not MY fault his head makes such a good springboard!

right after mom put the camera down--frustrated 'cause i couldn't maul, er, greet the outside kitty--i lashed my tail an' it smacked dad upside the head all the way to his nose. so he grabbed it . . . an' PUT THE BITEY ON IT! then HE learned some KITTY-words that are on the "don't say" list!! dang--i only put the tiniest of holes in his head, an' he fought back wif a whole mouthfulla teeth. not fair! they keep their bedroom door closed, so i couldn't even poop on his pillow! that's ok; you know what khan said about revenge. *kitty-smirk*

(meower mom sez: no cats were harmed in the episode described above. they only think they were.)

dona nobis pacem

ABOU BEN ADHEM
Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!)
Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,
And saw, within the moonlight of his room,
Making it rich and like a lily in bloom,
An Angel writing in a book of gold:--
Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold,
And to the Presence in the room he said,
"What writest thou?" The Vision raised its head,
Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord."
"And is mine one?" said Abou. "Nay, not so,"
Replied the Angel. Abou spoke more low,
But cheerly still; and said, "I pray thee, then,
Write me as one that loves his fellow men."
The Angel wrote, and vanished. The next night
It came again, with a great wakening light,
And showed the names whom love of God had blessed,
And lo! Ben Adhem's name led all the rest.
this pome was written in the 1800s by Mr. Leigh Hunt. to 'splain it to us, first mom said that not efurryone believes in a g*d like mr. hunt did. but those who do, believe that g*d is love. an' most of those who don't believe in g*d believe in love, so it seems to our little kitty-brains that it comes to the same thing. an' love is a pretty good thing to have!

so that makes us think that if we would share that love wif efurryone on earth, then we would be blessed wif peace, 'cause those who love each ofurr unnerstand each ofurr, mostly. an' when we unnerstand each ofurr, we don't get mad at each ofurr or hurt each ofurr.

an' we know this won't work completely until efurryone loves efurryone that they don't already love--cats 'n' woofies 'n' beans 'n' all living things--even the ones we think are unloveable. so we're gonna start lovin' efurryone more.

if YOU, dear reader, do that, too, and pass it on to ofurrs, we'll have a pretty good start on PEACE ON EARTH!!

we send you love and kitty kisses!!! --the meowers

xing's tummy/toesie tuesday

we keeps tellin' ya she's shy--lookit! she's even fig-leafin' her tummy!
an' check out those fuzzy snowboots!

mancat monday!

nitro's on the lookout for danger an' ready for action!

peaceful sunday

you prolly know (unless you've been napping constantly since a couple of weeks ago) that wednesday, june 6 is peace globe day. if you have been napping, go see miss mimi or our furry own skeezix for specific instructions on how to create an' display your own peace globe.

heck, you can make a dozen, if ya want. just send the finished product to miss mimi, so she can put in the gallery, an' remember to put yours in a post on the 6th an' call that post "dona nobis pacem". you kin blog about it if you want, or just let your artistry speak with silent eloquence.

even the woofies are getting in on the act. forest dogs haf sent their contribution in. they seem like pretty nice woofies who play tag an' chase just like kitties do! you should check out the videos on their bloggie--they haf a wonderful forest to run an' play in.

quiet caturday

nels naps
ed meditates
ed studies the camera strap
the ofurr two were not to be found! napping privately, probly.

wide-eyed, widebody ed . . .

or, as he is also known, jabba the catmom's on that "for heaven's sake, earn your keep" kick again, so ed got a job as a doorstop. he likes it pretty well, since he can even sleep while he works!

oh, good gawrsh!

yesterday morning:pretty darn crowded, an' furry noisy at feeding time.
this morning:only one left, an' he jumped ship an' flew to the yucca plant across the empty lot (we saw him from the living room window!!) when mom pulled the green machine outta the parking place. we hopes the li'l fev-ver machines is all ok!!! our mom an' dad din't find any evvydence of dirty work, so we hopes the mom & dad fev-vers has them stashed safely somewhere not far away!! YAY, BIRDIES!!

toesie tuesday!

notice how big ed's front toezes look, compared to the hind ones? it's almost like he's wearing boxing gloves!

We Thanks All Our Veterans!

NEVER FORGET!

our widdle babies is growin' up!

looka these fevver machines today! we thought they were big on friday, but gosh--that nest is more crowdeder than efurr!!

edmund's acatemy award prize!!

oh, yeah, an' . . .

nitro has been 'nounced officially cured! he chased xingxing unmercifully this morning, ate his an' part of ed's food, and is his normal, snoopy self!!!!

our sincere an' loving thanks to efurry one of you who purred, purrrayed, wished, hoped, sent healing light, pawsitive thoughts, and love to him. we 'members once again that when it's furry important, our fambly is out there an' ready to help.

purrs and nosekisses to each and efurry fuzzy & bean!!!!

(an' special thanks to the folks at p&pb an' li'l kc at the catblogosphere, who got the word out!)

WINNER!!!

IT'S A TOE! errrrr, TIE!!! (mom has not had enough coffee yet . . .)

that dopey site meter is incredibly hard to figger out, so her head sploded, an' after we picked up all the pieces an' put them back in place, she said something like, "blinkety-blankety-so-an-so-dad-gummed-confounded-cotton-pickin-pickle-
packin-pea-picken-chikken-pluckin-pot-lickin-gosh-dang" (but don't quote us) an' decided that all the 10,999s an' the 11,000 gets the same prize. she hasn't told us yet what it is, so:

1. samantha, tigger, & mom
2. yuki & kimiko
3. grr, the lovely miss midnight & cocoa
4. the feline sextet
   

HURRY UP an' send us yer snail mail addies through our profile, an' we can ALL find out!

CONGRATULATIONS TO ALL!!!

WINNER?

ok, mom's workin' wif our site meter folks to see if it's possible to identify the 11,000th visitor . . . stay tuned!

OH, WOW--LOOK AT OUR COUNTER!

don't forget, if you're the 'lebbentyhundredth visitor, we gots a prize for you!!!!! so leave a comment if it sez 11,000 on your visit!!

a little more better . . .

ed sez: when mom came home at lunch to see nitro, he got up onna kitchen table to see what she was eatin' (pizza wif italian sausage - yum! - an' double pineapple - feh!), an' instead of stickin' his face right in it, he waited until she gave him some. he ate a little of the crust and a little of the cheese, but din't want the sausage (i took care of that for him;-). so if he's beggin' an' eatin' a little bean food, it's anofurr good sign. please keep your paws crossed an' your purr-motors runnin', so "it" doesn't come back again!

an' here's the fev-ver update:looka those tassels--they've turned into fevvers! an' it seems to be gettin' a little crowded in there!

on the mend?

we sure hope so. nitro isn't quite as hot as he was last night (but we're not stickin' nuthin' where the sun don't shine to be sure!), an' he ate somewhat this morning, so keep those purrs an' purrrayers comin! if he gets back to where he's chasin' xingxing, we'll know he's better . . .

thanks, efurry bean and furry, for your loving wishes, positive energy, and purrrayers--they're working!!! it means a great deal that we can depend on you for these blessings! meows and kitty hugs to you all!

nitro's sick

nitro's sick, an' we don't know why!!! sometime between this morning when dad & mom left for day-hunting an' this evening when they came home, he sprouted a 104.6 temp and lost his appetite. the beans loaded him up in the ptu right away and wagged him off to see dr. flathers, who looked him ofurr carefully. the helper lady did the unmentionably rude thing under his tail, an' that's how they knew how hot he was--but mom & dad could feel it radiating off him even wifout touching him!! so he has a scripshun for clavamox, an' we will see how he acts in the mornin'. when they came home, he headed right for the bean's bedroom, so they let him in there to get some peace an' quiet. if the pill begins to work on him, maybe he'll come out by bedtime an' have some water & food. that's what scares mom & dad the most - that he din't come out when the food jug rattled. he's usually ready to help pry the lid off!

please direct some purrrs and purrrayers his direction? he's such a sturdy little guy that nobody can imagine him sick, an' we know he wonders what's goin' on! thank you, furriends.

thrilling thursday

ed sez: please also read our nouncement in the post below this one--we are celebrities!

efurr think about the days of olde when knights were bolde? rescuing ladies fair in peril? or do ya need something to help you to take on that pesky woofie down the street? or scare the tar outta yer siblings? come wif me now to those thrilling days of yesteryear, an' read on . . .

mr. jeff deboer, a multi-media artist from calgary, canada, has made marvelous maille for the most unlikely of warriors--kitties! we has chosen these beautyful suits for ourselves (please click to biggify), should the need efurr present itself. (i, of course, am just ecstatic. finally i will have the attire befitting my station as a "sir"!)

nels chooses:

i choose:

nitro chooses:

once known as Master Sir Aethelhere the Unsteady KSCA, OL, Kingdom of An Tir, in the Society for Creative Anachronism (for which our mom has a great love an' affinity), mr. deboer realized at an early age that many things could be made from metal, an' he went on to study blacksmithing, jewelry making, and many such things.

sadly, Sir Aethelhere went to glory in the Holy Land some years ago, but fortunately, mr. deboer remains with us here in the present to astonish and delight us. to see more, click here.

the spirit of chivalry lives on!

we is efurr-so-proud to announce that . . .

we are featured on miss mimi pencil skirt's blogspot as peace bloggers of the day (23 may 2007)!! it is wonderful honor, an' we thanks her furry much. miss mimi is the founder of the "dona nobis pacem" peace globe movement, an' we are in awe of her deep commitment to peace. she also writes several bloggies, so be sure to look around on her site!! she's funny an' deep an' loving, which makes her an honorary kitty because those are the qualities in us that beans adore!

there are lots of ofurr kitties who blog for peace--scroll down on the left side of miss mimi's page an' you will see their names roll by. if you new-to-the-blogosphere kitties want to display your own peace globe, just email her at www.mimiwrites.com an' she will send you the code. then create your globe (or pay a bean with snuggles to do it for you) an' email it back to her. she will put it in the gallery!

please don't forget to display your peace globes on 6 june 2007 (the blogblast for peace). we may be kitties, but we have portant things to say--so let's let the ofurr bloggers know we're NOT just pretty faces!

we interrupt this "watch this space"

wif growing fevver machines! looky--their eyes is open!!
an' biggify to see how their tassels has grown!!(an' yes, keep watching today . . .)

wonderous wednesday

this is a present for all our bean furriends, since kitties prolly won't pay that much attention to it--whaddawe know from stars, after all? but it made mom's eyes leak in a happy way when we showed it to her, an' we hopes you likes it too. mom sez you hasta look wif your heart as well as your eyes, an' then you will be ofurrwhelmed when you realize that all of us are part of something marvelous.

(an' keep watching this space later . . .)

WATCH THIS SPACE TOMORROW

we will haf a nouncement an' a "wonderous wednesday" post for beans, too.

tweety tuesday!

LOOKY! we's got three fevver machines growin' on dad's ladder on our carport!!! an' they got FURS onna tops of their heads! we thought only kitties an' woofies had furs! you can biggify the picture, an' see where wing fevvers are startin' to grow --they looks like li'l tassles.

mom sez they're "robyns". izzis what "mom robyn"
at hot(m)bc looked like when she was little?

an open letter to WAG HOTEL:

it has come to our attention that you have two feline guests named maobert & skeezix nichols. we are sorta worried, 'cause your website has so many woofies featured. maybe you should make some kitty-friendly promos, so other kitties wouldn't worry if they hafta go there. in fact, you could do worse than enlist mao an' skeezy as spokes-cats for your hotel--they are both furry good subjects for the camera, have lotsa 'sperience posing, an' in fact have their own line of greeting cards ("cats in hats").

it looks like you have a furry nice place there, an' we hope you will take excellent care of them, 'cause they mean LOTS to furry many kitties all ofurr the world. if they give us a good report about your hotel, we will tell all our furriends. if they don't, well . . . unhappy kitties have been known to poop on bed pillows.

sincerely yours,

nelson john lapurr
edmund percival hillary
nitro s pierce
xing lu pierce

once again, we got no t-shirt!

we are gonna hafta tell mom she can't go out wif her friend miss ginger no more. they are not a good influence on each other as far as kitties go.

yesterday they went to tour a new winery called OOVVDA, which is kinda like "uffda"; if you're a norskie, you know what that means. for you non-norskies, that's an all-purpose word that means anything from "oh, nuts! i forgot to buy sugar" to "jeez, that piano was heavier than i thought" to "WOW! what a mess we're in now" an' efurrything in between. anyway, the oovvda people grow their own fruit an' make wine from it, an' she an' miss ginger tasted eight flavors. an' mom bought a bottle, an' they drank the whole thing. an' once again, nobean brought us nuffin, no wine lickin's (they left the empty bottle there) nor even leftofurrs from dinner later!*mom thinking:* hmmmmm. i'da swore there was something in this glass just a minute ago . . .these nice ladybeans are called "bella musica" an' they played kelltick music an' even some opera tunes while people sat around an' tried wines an' enjoyed the beautiful blue sky an' cool air. it was kinda windy, though, an' the poor ladybeans had a hard time keepin' the music papers they was readin' from flyin' away! miss ginger is a flickr person, an' that means she documents darn near efurrything wif her camera. so here's one of her pictures documenting mom documenting the people playing pretty music on the harp an' flute.
once mom gets a little tiddly, she needs food, so they went downtown to nonna's italian restaurant. an' also once mom gets a little tiddly, she gets a little silly. here she is, concentrating on trying to fasten her mouthwiper to her harness so it won't slide off her lap unner the table. we think she shoulda tied it to the chair so SHE wouldn't slide unner the table herself!mom had rosemary chicken and grilled gnocchi (which she said din't look like any gnocchi she'd efurr seen before, but it tasted just fine), andmiss ginger had spanakopita with couscous salad, which was also just fine! they are both furry thankful that there are some authentic ethnic places to eat. when mom and dad came here almost 30 years ago, there weren't any!an' while they ate, a nice bean played some lovely mellow music on a guitar. they had a Good Day. but we still din't get nuffin!!! gram told us she useta carry a little plastic bag in her purse so she could bring home little tasty things to their woofie, little bit. how come mom can't do that? or miss ginger for that matter--she's got four fine kitties of her own who would love some fancy yummy foods. what's up wif these beans???? an' since dad and boy and leslie his girlfriend went fishing this afternoon, we din't even get fed our OWN food until after mom got home at 7:15. for two whole hours, we almost wasted away!! how would she have felt if she came home to find our thin little bodies sprawled vainly in front of our empty bowls, huh? think about it, mom!!!