hell has frozen over . . .

the mom sez:

photographic proof that it's a cold day in hell AND missouri, and there are no wood stoves fired up in either place. you would never catch nelson this close to ed & nitro, otherwise.

xing lu, however, is cuddled up in the kitty cozy in her suite of rooms. when you see her lying this close to the boys, you might's well hang onto yer glass eye and yer wooden leg, gertie--life as we know it will be comin' to a screechin' halt in a matter of minutes!

we'd like to get him one of those heated kitty cups, but he'd probably pee in it to declare his ownership and electrocute himself in the doing. hafta mull this over for a while. we know his "arthur" bothers him and have started him on glucosamine and chondroitin, but heat would give immediate help. darn opinionated cat!

halloween costume posting

we has put nitro's halloween costume picture on the contest page, so g'wan ofur there and see all the inventive kitties' pictures! there are LOTS of 'em, but room for more--so if you hasn't participated yet, be sure to check out skeezy's page, 'cause he's extended the deadline for efurryone who hasn't had a lot of time to do this!!

a cat's gotta do what a cat's gotta do

to keep warm on a cool fall day! unfortunately, not long after this was taken, he rolled and stretched and pushed the "test page" button and scared hisself right off the printer! *silent kitty laugh*

--nels

She finally got the party video done

. . . although She does NOT have the clip of us draggin' the fev-ver butted mousies outta the box (and nitro EATING the peacock fev-ver). She claims she put them into the puter, but when she went to make the video, they were not there. we wonders. anyway, here it is!


we have posted it on our pages at catster, too!

halloween pictures

no, not of us--mom's workin' on nitro's costume for skeezix's contest, though. when she got to thinkin' about costumes, she decided to look up her old pictures (before digital days) and scan them into flikr. so there's a flikr badge in the sidebar where you can see what The Boy looked like in years gone by. we can tell ya, he'da scared us! (well, nels sez he scared the kitties who lived here plenty, anyway, little boys being what they are!)

We present to you: Henry!

that is to say, Mr. Henry M. Catterton, at this site -- please mosey on ofur and bid him a hearty kitty blogosphere hello, and help him out all you can! (an' that'll encourage his mommy to get on the stick and build that bloggie with him;-) she's a furry, furry artistic lady, so we'll prolly see some really nifty stuff!

Welcome, Henry!!

xing's taking notes on how to blog . . .

studying another blogger's bloggie, for tips and tricks and things to do on ours. she's certainly intent!

a little more about pawdicures . . .

us meowers has joined the dk&f secret paws group! over there, i posted a little about pawdicures in our house. you should go read it! and join secret paws!!

purrs, nitro

TA-DA! better late than nefurr . . .

Finally: the awards for the Caption Non-Contest of 26 Sept (winners announced 29 Sept). Mom apologizes, blushing furiously, for being such a dope as to run a contest without even having awards ready. She sez you can lift yours right off this post, or e-mail us, and we'll send the picture to ya, ready to print out and hang on your monitor, or html to use in your bloggie, if ya wanta. we knows lots of ya already has your sidebars overloaded, so if ya just wanna look at it and admire it, that's fine with us!

First Place: Eclair
	Second Place: The Meezers
Third Place: Hot(M)BC
	Honorable Mention: Catzee
Special Mention: Beau
	Poetry Award: Grr, Midnight, & Cocoa

we're on a movie-makin' kick

here's one of nitro.

she thinks she did better this time at matching up the end of the music with the end of the video.

mom's first movie project

scene: She lies back in the recliner, and before long ed levitates his 23 lbs onto Her chest. *whump*

*jeez, ed--take it easy! i only got two lungs, and they don't work too good all ready!*

with his head in the crook of Her neck on the left side, right paw over Her left shoulder, left paw over the right shoulder, he kneads Her hair and purrs like an idling truck. finally the purrs diminish, and he extends his right front and rear paws to the side like pneumatic braces, pushing himself just enough to roll himself over Her side and into the space between Her body and Her arm along the arm of the chair. he begins to snore lightly. heavily. lights out! *zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz*

this is this is Her furry first attempt, so please be kind in your assessments, and remember it's hard to operate a camera without looking through the viewer, and with your non-dominant, arthritic hand holding it up in the air!

see what i have to put up with?

it always happens this way. i just want to settle down with Him and watch some nice pictures on the big box, and i then have to constantly fend off cocoa! i get no respect.

(why did She laugh so loud when i typed that?)

and the winners are . . . (drum roll, please)

#1 - Éclair
#2 - Meezers
#3 - HOT(M)BC
Honorable Mention - Catzee
Special Mention - Beau (for sheer quantity. unfortunately, after the judging began)
Poetry Award - Grr, Midnight, & Cocoa (totally COOL limerick)

and for you doubters out there who wondered about the validity of having a boss, a QA guy, and a bookkeeper as judges, we herewith list their submissions:

boss: (unprintable, but hysterically funny)

QA guy: Cat said, "I knew the Lord would provide!" Mouse said, "Ohhhhh, I shoulda listened to that preacher!!" (mom's comment: if the jews got manna in the desert, did their cats get mice-a?)

bookkeeper: Cat: "up 6 . . . up 7 . . . up 8 . . . up 9 . . . " Mouse: "Cat, just get yourself a regular medicine ball to exercise with--i'm gettin' seasick!"

bookkeeper's second submission: Mouse: "Cat, tell me again why we want to be in the Guinness Book of World Records?????"

our mom: Cat: "Hey, this juggling thing really does get easier the more you do it . . ." Mouse (looking right and left): "Moe? Larry? Where'dyas go????? Guys?"

our boy: Cat: "Wahoo! it's raining mice!" Mouse: "D*mn wind gust . . . "

AND THANK YOU ALL FOR PLAYING!! please stay tuned for the next non-contest; we'll see if we can come up with some stickers for your pages, at least!

talk about a pile o'kitties . . .

what a stunning sand sculpture!! you can see more sculptures (but not a single one as kittified) by clicking here. this one didn't win a prize, though. sadly, it collapsed before the judging.

the voting begins . . .

OK, a completely independent panel of judges (mom's boss, the QA manager, and the bookkeeper--all of whom know "funny" when they see it) has been tasked with deciding on the winner of our non-contest. we'll keep you posted . . .

Luna's visit to the vet (translation)

Sue asked for it, here it is:

Mama says that I have comported myself like a perfect lady. The vet gave me antibiotics, and also a spray for my fleas and some medicines to use in the house. He says that with lots of caresses and care from Mama and Papa, I will be healthy in a month.

(under picture) Here are my medications. Although they taste bad, like a good “gatorrista” (must be dialect for some kinda kitty, maybe brave kitty?), I will take them in order to get well very quickly and play with all my friends.

Thanks for all the welcoming greetings. I never thought I had so many kitty friends.

and here's Luna's blogspot. you need to check out the chairs at her vet's office!!

peeyes: don't forget our "caption non-contest", below!

NEW: Two-fold Caption Non-Contest

WARNING - TOO INTENSE FOR RATTIES & BUNS - RATED "C" FOR CATS ONLY!!

well, not really a "contest" in the sense that you get a prize--'cause we can't afford a prize right now--but you DO get braggin' rights!! so:


What is the kitty saying? What is the mousie thinking?
(Note: they don't have to be having a conversation--in other words, the two phrases don't have to match each other.)

LUNA IS HOME & SAFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

GOD IS GOOD!!! Y'all remember the little Spanish kitty who got losted by some dopey bean calling himself a vet? Well, here's mom's translation of today's post by Luna's mom:

Surprise! Look who we found! Someone who saw the announcement about Luna in a magazine called us to come see a cat who was hanging around some garbage cans, and when we got there--SURPRISE! It was our little Luna, very scared, and (there were) a lot of other street cats around there, too. She was very skinny, with fleas and a sore on her nose, but thanks to God and all your prayers, she is with us now. Tomorrow, the Veterinarian will see her (of course, not that irresponsible person who lost her). I, myself, will take her and leave her (Luna) with her (the Vet) until the visit is over, and carry her back home. Thanks to Saint Francis for protecting her and Saint Anthony for finding her. THANKS TO EVERYONE!! [Sniff!!] Now all we want is to be with her and spoil her!

tee-hee!

ed sez:

our She is very nervous. She changed the litter boxes over two hours ago, and nobody's used 'em yet! not even nitro, who straw-bossed the whole operation, an' he's been known to use one while She's pouring in the new stuff. so this is really wigging Her out. we just decided to drive Her crazy in a new way and not use 'em for a while. *smirk*

They went to a wedding yesterday. They got in His big red metal box and were gone all morning and all afternoon. They got home JUST in time to feed us on schedule. we were gettin' sorta worried! the weather was furry, furry nice, so it was held outdoors in a gazeebo. (that's an outdoor house with no walls, if we understood His splanation right. not a house without walls, izzit?)

anyway, the lady and man, their mommas and daddies, some friends, and a guy in a black nightgown all went into the gazeebo. the black-robe man asked the two people if they wanted to get married, and then he said they were. then they hadda sign papers, and our He and She signed them. wonder if that means They're married to them too? gonna be kinda crowded here, if so! but They didn't bring them home with them, so probably not.

it's a lazy, gloomy, cool day here, and They even put on long-legs pelts today. now He is "putting up hay", but She calls it mowing the grass. She is putting their substitute pelts in a big box, and after a while, takes them out and puts them in another, noisier box. we don't get that, but She's alla time checking to see that we don't explore them. says that kitties don't like those machines. how's She know? is She a kitty? it's mean not to share. after all, look how much She uses them! She wouldn't do it if She didn't like it, would She?

at that wedding, the momma of the lady who got married was taking movie pictures with a different kind of camera than what we's got. She wants one now, so She can take movies of us and put titles and such on them, 'cause she has learned to do that. but He says it'll be a cold day in hell before They get one. should i tell Her that we read on Max the Psychokitty's blog that satan goes ice-skating? that'd mean it was pretty cold there! ;-)

anyway, hope you are all well, and your beans are cuddly!

some beans is GOOD!

clicky here for the story of some boy scouts who helped a kitty. it's a furry nice thing to read, and a furry good idea that could maybe help somekitty you know, someday!