05 September 2007

weird wednesday


here is a furry odd machine that mom and dad saw in the wallyworld parking lot. dad said the tractor seat would hafta have a lot more padding than that for him to ride it! the back end is made from a kinda machine called a veedoubleu, an' its rear bumper is a curved tree! mom took a picture but was in a hurry, so it's blurry an' you'll just hafta imagine. you kin see somma the same wood if you biggify the picture--it's in fronta the pedals an' behind the passenger seat. (an' you kin see dad waitin' patiently in our big maroon machine while mom takes the picture. he's good that way, waitin' for mom to do her camera thing. he hadda drive around twice before he could find a parking spot close by.)

04 September 2007

tabbie tuesday

i am furry proud of myself. i found a safe place to hide from the brown woofie and nitro while they chase each other through the house. i can see efurrywhere they go, but they haven't found me yet. i thought this was a clever spot, yet My Mommy found me almost right away! how do mommies DO that?!

yesterday, the brown woofie was my friend, though. nitro was waiting to bushwhack me: he was in front of the chair i was hiding behind, an' he had his butt all up inna air, waggling it like he was gonna charge. an' the woofie ran ofur an' chased him away! when she came back, i went ofur an' sleeked on her to thank her. so she slurped me; it took me a LOOOOONNNNNGGGGG time to unruffle my furs, but i wasn't mad.

peeyes: there reason there is a place for me to get into the hidey-hole is acause the brown woofie's tail mashed the clear stuff to smithereens when she was tail-wagging acause daddy had come home!

29 August 2007

we 'members oscar

i 'members him 'cause i nefur heard of a puppycat before, an' he looked just like what i thought a perfect puppycat should look.
--xingxing

i 'members him 'cause he was a happy kitty an' allus had good stuff to say to effuryone!
--edmund

i remember him because he was loving and giving, adopting cat-children, and making them feel special.
--nelson

i 'members him acause he looked just like me, an' us gorgeous gingers stick togefur like brofurs.
--nitro

we'll all miss him so much. we're glad we had the chance to know him. we knows we'll meet him someday, an' that'll be great! party on, li'l buddy!!

halp! i'm being hatched!!

27 August 2007

whoop whoop whoop!!!!

we are furry proud of our edmund, who won a prize in monty q's contest!
thanks to efurryone who entered, an' special thanks to monty & his mombean!!

he thanks you with his laser eyes!!

25 August 2007

purrs for anastasia . . .

oh, blessed ones, please return our anastasia to us!!!
we purrrays for her safe return wif faith an' love!!

21 August 2007

NEW VISHUS DEER ALERT!!

OH, WOE, WOE, WOE!!!

BEWARE, you sea-side and lake-side kitties!! not only can the vishus deer creep up on you from the underbrush, they can sneak up through the waves, where you would least expect it!!! who knew they could swim???this brave but foolhardy fisherman barely escaped being eaten while on his own boat. he caught the vishus deer swimming sneakily up to raid his boat for tender yung joosy cats!!maybe he whapped it onna head wif an oar an' drug it aboard. we dunno WHY he wanted it in his boat. later on (we figger it got to threatening him), he put it back onna beach nearby. obviously, he doesn't haf any kitties at home, or he woulda left it inna lake!

10 August 2007

furry furriend friday

here's a kitty who has a nomss, and is a TRUE friend!!

02 August 2007

furrsday furrteen

things our mom does to drive us crazy:
  1. sheds her long, curly head furs all ofurr our soft, catfur-padded resting places. it tangles our lovely short fluff into wads that roll efurrywhere, an' then she yells at US for shedding when she sees 'em.
  2. makes "fffft fffft fffft" sounds to scare us into thinking the squirt bottle is nearby (an' it works--that's the embarrassing part).
  3. holds our heads in wrasslin' grips an' picks eye-boogers outta our eyes. if we wanted 'em gone, we'd wipe 'em ourselfs. we has paws, after all.
  4. feeds the woofies first, when it's obviously US who are just skin and bones.
  5. laughs at us when we make fox paws when we jumps--at least she thinks they are fox paws. we MEANT to do that.
  6. won't share even the least little bit of her peanut butter sammich at her breakfast time during the workdays, although we are pitifully thin and weak, since it's been two naps since dad fed us.
  7. remembers efurry little thing we do wrong ("dammit, cat, is yer face in those cheetos again? git outta there!"), and nefurr even mentions all the times we could have eaten the cheetos but didn't. mostly because they keep them in the cupboard, but still . . .
  8. makes us share her lap. absolutely unacceptable. I'M the king of the lap *no, I AM* *whatyoutalkingabout? I AM!* *you boys are just silly. efurrybody knows I am the QUEEN of laps!* (. . . long, noisy, acrimonious discussion ensues . . . issue is tabled due to heavy schpritzing by mom.)
  9. says that every man jack of us is going to the pound if she finds one more unauthorized pee spot. well, she won't authorize any of the ones we want! what are we supposed to do in the face of uncooperativeness like that? right; so we do it.
  10. turns a blind eye and a deaf ear to our pleas for snacks when she's home at lunchtime. that leaves one eye that sees and one ear that hears, and she STILL doesn't unnerstand, an' won't make wif the treats!
  11. goes back to sleep on weekends after getting up to feed us so dad can get a little extra sleep--doesn't she realize that there are post-prandial obligations, like petting and skritching and refilling of water bowls and dangling of toys? dad has not taught her furry well.
  12. keeps on nipping our claws off just when they get to that perfect razor-sharpness. so what if they snag her clothes? we could be shredding her skin with them, but no; she doesn't think of that.
  13. thinks that newspapers are something she should be "reading", when they are clearly meant for lolling on by cats. sometimes she even spreads them ofurr us! we puts the bitey on 'em until she gets the message!

31 July 2007

does anycat want some fur extensions?

we gots enough fluff here (not the greyish-green stuff--that's just plain ol' grass . . .) from xena's last brushing to make a sphynx into a persian!! we've included mom's size 7 1/2 shoe for some perspective.

27 July 2007

sometimes you feel like a rub . . .

sometimes you don't!
*MOOOOOOOOMMMMMM! QWEEEE-YUT!!!*

25 July 2007

(almost) wordless wednesday

for those of you who wondered . . . it is a trash can, but it isn't trash. it's the woofies' food; the beans buy 50# bags, slit them open, an' put bag an' all in the can. the lid was sposed to inhibit sampling, but nitro figgered out on the second day how to pop the lid, so it usually has one of those stretchy cords with hooks holding it down.

24 July 2007

tabbie toesie (an' a glimpse of tummy) tuesday!

here's our efurr-furry, cranky sisfur, gettin' some quality time on mom's lap.

gramma useta complain about her fuzzy cat's long toe furs, an' could nefurr unnderstand why the poor kitty fought her so hard and drew so much blood while she trimmed 'em. after all, that lectric razor was bran' new an' surely wasn't pullin' the hairs out!

uhhhhh, gramma? noise? you fink maybe it was a little scary for the kitty, haffin' that loud buzzin' thing nibblin' at her toezies while you held her down?

beans. sweartabast.

23 July 2007

life is good

here i am, meditating on the joys of being a beloved kitty. i gets lotsa chin an' throat skritches. i gets fresh water an' food i don't hafta chase or share twice a day. it nefurr rains on me. nothing chases me or tries to hurt me (except the boycats, and they don't mean it). My Mommy brushes me, an' it feels good, an' i look more prettier. i'm nefurr too cold an' usually not too hot. i has my own bed an' my own litterbox, if i asks for them. My Mommy kisses me onna nose an' tells me i'm the furry best xingy inna whole world--that really makes me feel special! i gets treats efurry day, an' i don't even hafta ask for 'em--they just hand 'em out!! once i gots little dried fishes from pretty luna in spain--an' My Mommy has saved 'em inna frijamerator just for me. once in a while, i gets to eat one in my own room, so the boycats can't steal it; it is LICIOUS, an' i purrs nicely when she gives it to me to thank her. she sez she loves me acause i am soft an' pretty an' purry. an' that's furry good. life is good. i'm glad. --xingxing

22 July 2007

ride 'em, cowcat!!

mom was bended ofurr to take a close-up of nitro. ed just sauntered ofurr from the counter where he was nappin' an' climbed aboard to settle in for hairs- an' ear-nuzzling! she made him disembark after snapping this picture. by the time she was through, nitro had moved on . . . an' she hadda go find her back brace.

21 July 2007

harmony restored


ok, so mom's made up wif cocoa. mom told us that she knew, efen as it happened, that cocoa was just being a dawg, but it hurt her so drefful to see a little life end that her brain just went off-planet for a minute.

she splained that the ofurr labadores that have lived wif us have been chasers who wouldn't know what to do wif a critter if they caught it. one time, thor-of-blessed-memory treed a squirrel onna carport post an' he coulda easily stood up a bit an' grabbed it, but he just wanted to see it up close. so it jumped down on his head an' ran all the way down his back an' jumped from his butt into the bushes. he was so startled that he nefurr even moved! so cocoa's behavior was a real shock. we's seen her chase before, but she's nefurr caught anyfing an' mom nefurr dreamed she would.

well, we asked her: ferbastsake, mom--think about a semitruck meetin' a bicycle. who's gonna win, even if the truck doesn't mean any harm? she hadda agree.

so all's well between them. mom is speakin' to her again, an' played wif her out in the yard for a long while. here she is, wantin' to go back out--but dad's mowing an' she hasta stay in now. she's not at all afurraid of the mower machine, an' she trots along right beside him an' it--he's worried she'd get hit by something flying outta the bottom of it.

19 July 2007

stoopid cocoa!

mom's cryin', an' it's all cocoa's fault. when mom got home for lunch, she let her out to go pee, an' cocoa ran an' grabbed a robin an' kilt it even though mom was yellin' at her to stop before she even got to the birdie. broke its neck. it had just caught a big ol' worm, an' it wasn't even halfway swallowed yet. mom lost her cool and whacked cocoa onna head wif her shoe to make her let go of the birdie. when she picked it up to go bury it, she saw that it had a white coating ofur one eye, so it nefurr even saw the damdog coming. we hopes it wasn't one of the little fev-vers we watched grow up onna carport this year. that would be too sad. we're furry glad we don't go outside an' do bad things, 'cause gettin' whacked onna head wif a shoe would prolly kill us!

mom's still cryin', an' cocoa's got a time out inna bafroom, 'cause mom don't wanna lay eyes on her. she's gonna be there a long, long, long time. mom's goin' back to work an' won't be home until after six. if cocoa's lucky, dad'll get home before that.

damdog, makin' our mom cry. she really suffers when little things get hurt or die, an' seein' it happen has just borked her brain. are your beans this goofy? it's not like it was one of us or anything. guess she just loves all li'l critters, even ones she doesn't know.

18 July 2007

17 July 2007

YAY!!! dad's better

poor ol' dad is no longer green-faced. the pee-problem doctor told him the rock was only 1 anna haff centymeters, too little to worry about needin' a noperation, so that's good. what's bad is that until the rock comes out by itself, he's gonna have these hurtin' spells. so if it hurts again, he has medysin he can take for the hurty. or maybe it's gone already. nobean knows. at least he knows what it is now an' isn't afurraid somethin' permanently gnarly is happenin' to his innards.

one of the beans who comes in to dad's store says he had a rock like that, too. only his was 11 anna haff centymeters big. dad thinks his hurts like pushin' a tater through a straw, but that ofurr poor bean was tryin' to push a nellyfunt!

thanks to all of you who worried and purred wif us!!

an' now, on with the show:we was good brofurs tonight: we helped nelson while he ate supper. we watched his chows so they din't run away while he was getting a drink of water! why does mom holler on us when we do this?? she says we makes him nervous. what's to be nervous about? it's not like it's bean food or anything else good, like hammm. we wouldn't put the bitey on his chows. nefurr. not us.

15 July 2007

green faced dad

yesterday afternoon dad turned kinda green in the face an' whimpered a lot, so after supper mom took him away in the big red truck to the bean ER. they din't come home until after the middle of the night. there was a furry smart CAT at the ER who looked him ovurr furry closely inside an' out, an' then told the ofurr bean vets that he has a rock in his kid me. now he hasta go see anofurr bean vet who specializes in pee problems to get it out. we are furry proud to know that one of our kind was so smart and contributed to his care. we will continue home care, if he lets us. although so far, he has refused alla fishie flakes we has offered him.

since today is sunday an' alla bean vets are out golfin', he's takin' some medysin that makes him smile a lot. we thought that meant we could go cuddle on his lap but he keeps shovin' us off. that's ok; we'll wait until he naps (which he's doin' a lot of, too), an' make ourselves at home!

since there are more bean vets and probly an operation in his future, mom sez she may not be home to turn on the puter much for a couple of days. we just won't know until the pee problem doctor tells him what's happenin'. they told us not to fret, that dad'll be fine, but routines might be upset for a day or two. we hopes this doesn't mean we're gonna get fed late.

we would certainly like to know how he got that rock in there in the first place. so would he; he swears he would nefurr do it again, if he knew!

12 July 2007

fev-ver friday

lookit the li'l fev-ver who was peepin' an' chirpin' outside our back door!! he was hollerin' for his mama to come feed him, an' she was alla way ofurr here inna yard!he din't act like he wanted to play wif us, although we 'vited him through the window wif great big smiles, so he flew up onna shed roof, an' mama joined him there.

edmund's meme

skeezix tagged me for a meme! i'm SO proud!

What were you doing 10 years ago?
i wasn't here yet.

What were you doing a year ago?
sleeping

What are your five favorite snacks?
temptations, fishie flakes, cream, real live dead shrimp, and ice cream

Five songs you know all the words to:
i'm not furry musical. all i can 'member is "i'm a little peecat" that mom sang to each of us when we was little:
i'm a little peecat, short and stout.
my tail is my handle, my mouf is my spout.
when i get a hairball
then look out--
i'll hack an' cough an' urk it out!

Five things you would do if you had a million dollars:
make homes for alla homeless kitties an ofur critters
make free critter hospitals for all critters
take miss midnight on a world tour
buy a nip ranch
buy anofurr nip ranch

Five bad habits:
poopin' outside the box
hauntin' xing while she's eatin'
hauntin' nels while he's eatin'
gettin' cranky while i do nip
puttin' the bitey on mom's chin when she's not expectin' it

Five likes:
miss midnight
warm laundry
doin' nip
nappin' on mom's frontal appendages
whippin' up on nitro

Five things i'll nefur wear again:
efurrything but my own lovely fluffy furrs

Five favorite toys:
the nip bananna
bugs
pink fev-ver boa
mom's hairs
anyfing that crinkle-crackles

I tag:
oh, gosh, i dunno who's already been tagged! ok, i tags:
  1. miss midnight, my sweet kittygirl
  2. finnie, of the carolina cats
  3. toby, if he'll come outta retirement
  4. flynn, of eric 'n' flynn
  5. miss patches, of the big piney woods cats

11 July 2007

widebodied wednesday

sir edmund the extremely floofy, and an innocent bystander, nels. nels looks quite large next to edmund due to the foreshortened view of ol' swagbelly. trust me, there's no comparison--nels weighs 9.8 lbs, ed comes in at 23! >;-) nitro)

10 July 2007

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! ;-)

09 July 2007

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.

08 July 2007

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 . . . .

03 July 2007

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!!

Glitter Graphics
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!

02 July 2007

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?

01 July 2007

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!

26 June 2007

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.

24 June 2007

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!

23 June 2007

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!

21 June 2007

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

14 June 2007

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!

12 June 2007

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*

11 June 2007

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.***

10 June 2007

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: