wordless wednesday

tummy-toezies-tail tuesday!!

our ed's got all the bases covered!

WE SCORES!!

*giggle* *snork* we scored bigtime yesterday! no, we ain't' playin' soccer/football. we's playin' clever buggers, which is a game we allus does well at.

daddy gotted up at 5:00 ayem inna mornin' to let the dbd outside for potty, an' he fed us.

mom got up at 5:20 ayem inna mornin' to go to the bean litterbox. daddy din't move when she got up, so she tippy-toed around so she woodn't wake him. of course, we ranned meowin' to her wif our saddest faces, an' sure enuf, when she came outta the little room, she fed us. ahahahahahaha! we din't tell her, an' don't you tell, neifur!!!

fanks, efurrycat!

well, we finks the memorial day campout at our house was a success. fanks to efurrycat who attended. we 'pologizes fur the lack of moles to chase; the word got out that there was gonna be a concatenation of cats an' they all moved to the next block. mom will be pleased! but the lively voles that whicky wuudler brought an' eric & flynn's farm-fresh meeses were excellent sport! we don't believe we missed any in the clean-up, but i'm sure mom will tell us if we did.

it was furry wunnerful to spend time around the cool air vent (as opposed to the stinky, smelly, hot campfire that mom & dad endured) wif furriends who haf the same interests an' likes an' dislikes! although summa the ghost-dog stories that got told by flashlight even scared US!!

mom got to go onna campout an' did pretty well, ex-toothwise. she sez, howefur, that she din't remember sleepin' inna tent an' paddlin' inna canoo to be quite so stren-you-us. (could be that the last time she did it was 'bout 10 years ago, an' in that time, yer mussels kin forget about a LOT of things! poor mom; she sez growin' old ain't fur sissies.)

fanks again, efurrycat!

owie! & wowie!

owie! our mom had a wisdom toof cut outta her mouf thursday mornin' (4 pieces!!!) an' she is not feelin' too spiffy. she has summa dr house's favorite candies to take, so she is nappin' a whole lot, an' only eats chocolate puddin', but she likes that.

she dunno if she will be able to go onna campout wif the ofur beans this weekend, an' is kinda crabilated about that; she was countin' onnit since they hasn't been campin' fur a coupla years. if she gets to go, then miss debby frum next door will come stay wif us an' make sure we has alla comforts o'home!!

wowie! but regardless if she's here or miss debby's here, there's a campout at our house startin' tomorrow night! bring yer fluffie blankies (it gets cool at night), tents, an' tunnels. we gots pillows, toys an' foods an' waters an' tuna joose (byob if you wants somethin' else--ackshully, byo "can" acause we can't haff glass containers onna National Scenic Riverways here in missouri). we aims to misbehave!!

HAPPY PURRRRTHDAY!

WE FANKS YOU EFURRSOMUCH FOR BEIN' OUR BESTEST, MOST FAVORITEST M.L., OUR HELPER, OUR FURRIEND, OUR GOODEST BLOGOSPHERE "AUNTIE".

THANKS FUR EFURRYTHING YOU DO!
HAFF A WUNNERFUL YEAR!!

wordless wednesday

what th' heck????

we can see that we will hafta watch the beans' motor vehicles a little more closely. . . . after comin' back from wallymart, mom went rushing straight to the bean litterbox room, an' rubbed an' scrubbed her right paw furry viggerusly wif lotsa soap. she was mutterin' an' scrollin' down the bad-werd list all along, sayin' stuff like, "blanketyblank birds, you'd think they didn't have anything to do all day but (bad werd). but (bad werd)-ing inna truck??? inna (bad werd) truck??? howinthe(bad werd) did they manage that? and how did it get there when the (bad werd) windows were closed? i SWEAR it wasn't there when we WENT to wallymart. (bad werd) birds. i just (bad werd) don't . . . ." you gets the drift.

when they had got all through shopping an' had put the bags o' swag inna back, they got into the cab, an' she saw some stuff onna dashboard, so she chipped at it wif her fingernail, scrubbed at it with her finger, then said, "y'know, that kinda looks like bird (bad werd). lookit that spot over there! and that one! and . . . auuugggggghhhhhh! i stuck my finger in bird (bad werd)!!! now i'll hafta boil it!!!" dad was laffin' an' laffin' an' told her she oughta hang her hand outsidea the window. she was furry unappreciative of his humor.

but it does leave us wonderin': how DID that birdie get in there to leave its callin' card? an' when? we're gonna sit inna window an' ponder this while we keep a lookout!

cozy new nap spot!

it's just my size. an' furry comfy, acause the "mattress" is almost as thick as the container is tall! ok, ok, it looks like a trash can, but it's really a laundry hamper. it's back inna utility room, an' no one bothers me there. besides, it's close to the dbd's water bucket an' the potty boxes, so it's pretty much ideal. you kin see that mom had brought more laundry to throw in the hamper, an' just dropped it onna floor acause she was so surprised to see it already occupied. i'm glad she didn't just grab an armload an' fling it inna washer-box!!

an' mom sez to tell all you norwegians (forest cats an' beans):
"Ha en god Syttende Mai!"

we's gonna camp out!!

we gots new campin' tents frum miss ginger!! we's gonna haf a sleepofur when mom & dad go campin' on memorial day!! teleport ofur, an' we'll haf the cubes an' the tunnel set up, too. an' you sissies who don't wanna camp wif us tough guys can visit xingxing; she'll haf a tea party all set up fur you.


ed fits in 'em, but he hasta kinda slide in slow an' creep out careful, or the thing gets caught on his booty an' follows him - much to his consternation! *giggle*

howefurr . . .

after ed got through appreciating the box, nitro & iggy got to cussin' an' discussin' who got the next crack at it. see who won:

an' here's the outcome:

the nipsticks? well, they ain't so shiny new any more--but still much appreciated. mom hadda chase these all down from three different rooms so she could document the degree of attention they've had!! so far, the dbd has not eaten any of them.

fun times!

ed thought furry highly of the bockus that mom's hansel-auction thingy came in. it smells enchantingly of kc, missy blue eyes, an' mama ml, as well as of primo nipsticks, which kc & her mama thoughtfully tucked inside as presents fur us! fank you so much!!!

below is a moovey of ed, appreciating the nipsticks, too!

Our cousin Roxy

roxy, naomi's kitteh, originally uploaded by olrebbie.

she lifs wif our mom's niece, naomi, in beautyful scottsdale, airyzona an' she is a pistol! after cousin naomi moved into her house, she kept thinking it was haunted becuz lights would be on in rooms where she had turned them off, and off in rooms where she had left them on. even inna middle of the night she'd wake up an' lights were on. finally, roxy jumped up an' whapped a light switch right in front of her, an' then she unnerstood--she wasn't cuckoo or haunted, just the companion of a furry clever kitteh!

simon meezer

simon meezer, originally uploaded by olrebbie.

he is our cousin, too, Roxy's big brofur.

manbean likes kitteh!!!

this german weatherman is a NICE man!!

NOOOOOOOOOO!

our furriend, mr. gary, has furry kindly brought yet anofur example of the boldness of *shudder* vishus deers!! watch this video if you dare!! where will it all end???

i am so humiliated!!

last night, i got brave an' meowed to come outta my suite an' sit on My Mama's lap. after i got comfy, she started feelin' me all ofur, not like pettin's. then she grabbed my tail an' hoisted my bottom up inna air, an' i just hadda tell her how i felt about that. she pologised an' said that somethin' was rotten in denmark (what's a denmark?) an' there was a stench fouler than lord vader's (who's he an' why does he stink????) inn air.

i was mortified to learn that she thought i had pooped on my skirt!!!! i would NEVER do that, NEVER. how undignified!!! anyway, she din't find nuthin' an' i woulda told her that if she'da just asked.

anyway, then daddy confessed he'd found the dbd rollin' in the remains of a dead snake out inna yard next to our house. My Mama made her go lay inna hallway, far away frum our chair, an' then iggy cozied up to the dbd an' sniffed an' licked her an' just acted generally sickenin'. but that's a boycat fur you. interested in anything disgusting!!

even though the dbd is pretty nice as dawgs go, an' she is allus nice to me, i can't imagine why she would wanna do that. an' My Mama an' Daddy din't let the dbd sleep inna room wif them last night, either. served her right; ugh.

yes, we WILL blog again . . .

but mom's furry busy catchin' up at her dayhunting place, an' inna evenings she's tryin' ta get her pictures frum the trip lined up to post. so one of these days . . . ve'll be bach!

our gramma came through her sergery just fine! Alla you bloggin’ kittehs, woofies, an' beans now know that your purrs an’ purrayers an’ good thoughts helped her efursomuch! our mom is stayin’ wif her this week in tucson an’ will return to chez pierce late next monday night, so we prolly won’t be bloggin’ a whole lot for a while.

Thank you all, dear furriends– our sweetiepie gramma is doin’ well!! purrs & headbonks.

~ed, nitro, xing, an’ iggy

mom insisted i get a job!

well, ok, so i did!!!

i heard onna talking box that 'portant papers can be stole

an' used by bad beans, an' that it's 'portant to shred those papers!

so there: i'm a natural!!

whadduhya mean, "dammit, not THOSE papers"????

jeez; there's just no pleasin' some humans.

here's ed an' nitro, at their jobs. she's a mean mom--

she makes us boycats work, but not xing. acourse, there's not

much work fur hissy, unemployed princesses these days.

peeyes: startin' today mom's goin' to arizona fur a week to visit our gramma bean while she hafs some sergery, so we will prolly be pretty quiet for that time an' whatefur time afterwards that it takes mom to get her hed unscrambled from travelin'. if you kin point some purrs 'n' purrrayers toward gramma in tucson, we would all preshiate it a very big lot!! th' actual procedure will be on wednesday. mom'll let us know how it goes, an' we'll pass the word.