Adventures of four kitties of disparate backgrounds (Nitro S Pierce, Xing Lu, Igmu Sapa, & DammitJim) residing in one house with two 2-leggers (Dad & Mommer) and a lesser 4-legger (dog Cocoa). Oddly enough, all 4-leggers share the first name, "DAMMIT!" (One moreso than the others.)
24 March 2007
(fake) fur furriends
mom found this place on line an' thought some of you or your beans might like it!
nitro defends himself on 13 points
aCOURSE i do these things; i'm a kitty, ain't i?
1. sleep on ed. there's no one fluffier in the house to sleep on!
2. pounce ed until he hollers. ahhhhh, that ain't hard. he's a sissy, for all his girth and bluster.
3. put the bitey on nels. because he runs slowest.
4. walk through the kitchen yowling for no reason. makes mom & dad wonder what i'm up to.
5. chase nelson, ed, and xing, and eat their foods. why not? they hardly feed me enough; and besides, usually porker ed noses me outta my kibbles before he's finished with his, so i just get even!
6. knock mom's earrings on the floor. they're sparkly, they move an' roll around in strange ways, and they're THERE. what more could i ask of a toy?
7. tinkle in the not-yet-cleaned pottybox while mom cleans the ofurr one. then poop in the clean one. because i'm an equal-opportunity kinda guy.
8. help himself to any foods left unattended. hey, you snooze, you lose.
9. wake dad up early efurry day by singin'. i'm NOT singin'--i'm hollerin', 'cause cocoa has me pinned to the door. don't they hear all that bangin' an' thumpin'? what do they think i'm doing? they're tone-deaf if they think that's singin'!!!
10. wake mom up FURRY early onna the weekend by singin'. ditto; cocoa just seems to want to get up earlier on weekends.
11. drink mom's coffee while she's not lookin'. see #8. besides, she puts cream in it--what kitty wouldn't go after that??
12. chase the red dot up ofurr cocoa's head. cocoa just LOVES surprises, so i do what i can to accomodate her!
13. play wif mom's makeup when she leaves it out on the sink. no, i'm not tryin' it on--it's just that i can't help battin' around all those nice roll-y pots and tubes. if she doesn't want me to do it, she shouldn't leave them around!! she doesn't leave her shoes out where cocoa can chew them, does she? nope. i rest my case.
1. sleep on ed. there's no one fluffier in the house to sleep on!
2. pounce ed until he hollers. ahhhhh, that ain't hard. he's a sissy, for all his girth and bluster.
3. put the bitey on nels. because he runs slowest.
4. walk through the kitchen yowling for no reason. makes mom & dad wonder what i'm up to.
5. chase nelson, ed, and xing, and eat their foods. why not? they hardly feed me enough; and besides, usually porker ed noses me outta my kibbles before he's finished with his, so i just get even!
6. knock mom's earrings on the floor. they're sparkly, they move an' roll around in strange ways, and they're THERE. what more could i ask of a toy?
7. tinkle in the not-yet-cleaned pottybox while mom cleans the ofurr one. then poop in the clean one. because i'm an equal-opportunity kinda guy.
8. help himself to any foods left unattended. hey, you snooze, you lose.
9. wake dad up early efurry day by singin'. i'm NOT singin'--i'm hollerin', 'cause cocoa has me pinned to the door. don't they hear all that bangin' an' thumpin'? what do they think i'm doing? they're tone-deaf if they think that's singin'!!!
10. wake mom up FURRY early onna the weekend by singin'. ditto; cocoa just seems to want to get up earlier on weekends.
11. drink mom's coffee while she's not lookin'. see #8. besides, she puts cream in it--what kitty wouldn't go after that??
12. chase the red dot up ofurr cocoa's head. cocoa just LOVES surprises, so i do what i can to accomodate her!
13. play wif mom's makeup when she leaves it out on the sink. no, i'm not tryin' it on--it's just that i can't help battin' around all those nice roll-y pots and tubes. if she doesn't want me to do it, she shouldn't leave them around!! she doesn't leave her shoes out where cocoa can chew them, does she? nope. i rest my case.
23 March 2007
HAPPY OCCASION!!!
PURRS AND HEADBONKS FROM ALL THE MEOWERS!about that fur growing in different . . .
here's our woofie buddy, felix. (his ears has medicine on them, so they looks kinda straggly, but he's a cute fluffy boy when they don't has the yucky stuff on 'em.)
he had an owie on his tail, an' when the furs grew back, they was 'way darker than it was before! so it's not just us kitties that happens to.
he had an owie on his tail, an' when the furs grew back, they was 'way darker than it was before! so it's not just us kitties that happens to.
22 March 2007
P&P
we can't be at the purrayer & purraise bloggie later, but here's our candle mom lighted while we remembered furrriends who have gone to the bridge, furriends who need healing in mind and body, furriends who need other kindsa help, and in purraise for nels' continued improved health and the nice vet lady who helped him!!
21 March 2007
thursday thirteen
things nitro likes to do:
1. sleep on ed.
2. pounce ed until he hollers.
3. put the bitey on nels.
4. walk through the kitchen yowling for no reason.
5. chase nelson, ed, and xing, and eat their foods.
6. knock mom's earrings on the floor.
7. tinkle in the not-yet-cleaned pottybox while mom cleans the ofurr one. then poop in the clean one.
8. help himself to any foods left unattended.
9. wake dad up early efurry day by singin'.
10. wake mom up FURRY early onna the weekend by singin'.
11. drink mom's coffee while she's not lookin'.
12. chase the red dot up ofurr cocoa's head.
13. play wif mom's makeup when she leaves it out on the sink.
1. sleep on ed.
2. pounce ed until he hollers.
3. put the bitey on nels.
4. walk through the kitchen yowling for no reason.
5. chase nelson, ed, and xing, and eat their foods.
6. knock mom's earrings on the floor.
7. tinkle in the not-yet-cleaned pottybox while mom cleans the ofurr one. then poop in the clean one.
8. help himself to any foods left unattended.
9. wake dad up early efurry day by singin'.
10. wake mom up FURRY early onna the weekend by singin'.
11. drink mom's coffee while she's not lookin'.
12. chase the red dot up ofurr cocoa's head.
13. play wif mom's makeup when she leaves it out on the sink.
20 March 2007
wonderful wednesday
(mom's learning "the gimp" graphics software, so edmund asked her to make this for her first project)turrible tuesday
this is THE most PO'd kitty we've efurr seen!17 March 2007
16 March 2007
friday feast!
looky! looky! it said it was a "feast for cats", so mom's ordered this for us--we can't WAIT for it to come!!!
15 March 2007
furrsday furrteen
random things we has thunk or learned about fur:
1. if you have light-colored fur, your beans will always wear dark clothes.
2. sometimes birdies line their nests wif furs that outside critters has shedded.
3. bunnies' furs can be improved by giving them linoleic acid on their food, just like kitties!
4. fur is tickly, 'specially on/in the nose!
5. fur can change color: grandma's black kitty had her arm shaved for an i.v., and when it grew back, it was WHITE!
6. a little fur in the dinner plate nefurr hurt nobean.
7. a polar bear's furs are really colorless, not white. they looks white because the air spaces inside the furs scatter light of all colors, an' all that's left is white.
8. some seasonal fur grows out in a different color (like midnight's ruff, or buns who have white furs in winter and brownish in summer for camoflage).
9. some beans' head fur is different from their face fur--mom's cousin curt has yellow furs on his head, but if he grows face fur, it's ORANGE!
10. glue manufacturers are studying the sticking properties of kitty underfur to see if they can find a clue to better glue ;-)
11. some beans spin yarn out of woofies', kitties', and buns' underfurs, and knit and crochet clotheses from them--they are just jealous 'cause they don't have furs themselves!! see?
12. a cross-section of naturally curly fur is elongated and rectangular. wavy fur tends to an oval shape, while straight fur is almost perfectly round.
13. we shouldn't judge a kitty or a woofie or a bean or nuthin' by whether they gots furs or not--gosh, look at our sphynx furriends, our cheehooahhooah furriends, and our dad! all of them are furry fine critters!
1. if you have light-colored fur, your beans will always wear dark clothes.
2. sometimes birdies line their nests wif furs that outside critters has shedded.
3. bunnies' furs can be improved by giving them linoleic acid on their food, just like kitties!
4. fur is tickly, 'specially on/in the nose!
5. fur can change color: grandma's black kitty had her arm shaved for an i.v., and when it grew back, it was WHITE!
6. a little fur in the dinner plate nefurr hurt nobean.
7. a polar bear's furs are really colorless, not white. they looks white because the air spaces inside the furs scatter light of all colors, an' all that's left is white.
8. some seasonal fur grows out in a different color (like midnight's ruff, or buns who have white furs in winter and brownish in summer for camoflage).
9. some beans' head fur is different from their face fur--mom's cousin curt has yellow furs on his head, but if he grows face fur, it's ORANGE!
10. glue manufacturers are studying the sticking properties of kitty underfur to see if they can find a clue to better glue ;-)
11. some beans spin yarn out of woofies', kitties', and buns' underfurs, and knit and crochet clotheses from them--they are just jealous 'cause they don't have furs themselves!! see?
12. a cross-section of naturally curly fur is elongated and rectangular. wavy fur tends to an oval shape, while straight fur is almost perfectly round.
13. we shouldn't judge a kitty or a woofie or a bean or nuthin' by whether they gots furs or not--gosh, look at our sphynx furriends, our cheehooahhooah furriends, and our dad! all of them are furry fine critters!
14 March 2007
13 March 2007
we has entered the acatemy awards!
12 March 2007
MOVIE MONDAY: we opens our care package!
mom finally got herself together and finished editing our raw paw-age, and here it is. sorry it took so long, cousin pam!! *nose kisses all around* we thank you again!
we are still enjoying some of the treats and even the fev-ver toys that mom has managed to save from the dawg's jaws!
we are still enjoying some of the treats and even the fev-ver toys that mom has managed to save from the dawg's jaws!
03 March 2007
HUGS!
we love the idea of tagging cats to hug others, so:
HUGS TO ALL OUR READERS!!
we are furry sorry that there are bad feelings, and hope those go away, permanently and forefurr, furry furry soon! we loves our blogosphere, and wants it the way it useta be!!
HUGS TO ALL OUR READERS!!
we are furry sorry that there are bad feelings, and hope those go away, permanently and forefurr, furry furry soon! we loves our blogosphere, and wants it the way it useta be!!
27 February 2007
am i a cattibal?
yesterday, My Mommy and Daddy had some 'licious-smelling food. we sat nicely, waiting. then they gave me a piece and i scarfed it down--it was WONderful!! they gave me anofurr. more wonderfulness!! then i saw all the boycats laughing at me. they were yellin', "xing is a cattibal, xing is a cattibal! don't you know what you're eating??? it's CATfish! CATfish!!"
i ran away in tears. did i really eat something CAT?????
i ran away in tears. did i really eat something CAT?????
25 February 2007
a blustery day . . .
we hasn't had any of the ice or snow that weather people are talking about in the midwest, but oh, my! the wind!! it has gusted between 45 and 50 miles per hour, which means if we'd been flying the kites that mom's so fond of, we would have waved at toby in boston as we flew overhead several hours ago, and would be well on our way to visiting our buddies eric & flynn, and fat eric across the pond (if we din't get dropped into the sea)!!
21 February 2007
now I had to go to the vet!
I AM SO ANGRY!!! those rotten brofurs of mine (i won't mention any names, but their initials are edmund and nitro) always chase me, tag-team me, gang up on me. they hiss, they yowl, they scratch. all they efurr get is my hinderparts, 'cause i'm faster than them, but darn it! a couple days ago, one of them (i don't know who) BIT me in my BEEhine, and today i hadda go to see dr. flathers acause of it. (nels is right, she IS furry nice, but she's quite a bit bigger than my dainty 7# 4 oz).
if it's sunny outside, My Mommy always lets me go sleep in the window in their bedroom when she comes home at lunch. that way, i have a nice warm perch and she closes the door, so i get a rest from the evil ones. well, today, as i was settling into my nest there, she stroked me from my nose all the way down to my tail, as she always does, and her thumb found a mooshy spot just to the left of the base of my tail. it was REALLY mooshy, and i didn't want her touching it, but i didn't bite or growl. it just felt funny. she said my ears and nose felt hot, and thought i had a fever, so she called Angel Animal Hospital and made an appointment for me. good thing there was one open at 5:00.
so out came my pretty brown, soft carrier. when My Mommy came home at 4:50, i crawled right in it, and off we went in her green machine that she calls guinevere. the vet aide did that indescribably rude thing, and said i had a fever of 103.2, and actually, i DID feel a little warm. too warm to be comfortable on that cold metal table, so My Mommy put me back in my nice soft cozy den until dr. jane came in to see me. she looked at my owie and said, "do the other cats bother her?" hah! as if "bothering" were the only thing! she said, "this looks like an abscess. would you mind if i shaved off some of this fur (*oh, no! my lovely fluff!!!*) and expressed that gunk out of there?" My Mommy said SHE didn't mind, but she was sure I would! and i did, but i didn't bite or holler, just squirmed a lot.
so now i am at home, and i still love My Mommy. i'm purring while sittin' on her lap to type this. she knows just how to cuddle me. an' she loves me, even if i have a bare patch on my lovely soft fluffy BEEhine. i have to take a pill every morning and evening to kill off the nasty germs that made me sick. see? i always KNEW boycats had cooties, and this is the proof!! rotten boycats.
peevishly yours, xing lu
peeyes: ed is sitting on top of the puter box, trying to put the bitey on the power cord where it goes into the box. My Mommy's afraid of shooting him with the water gun acause of the electrics, but i say, GO FOR IT!! serve him right. miss midnight, you should have a talk with that boy! --x.l.
if it's sunny outside, My Mommy always lets me go sleep in the window in their bedroom when she comes home at lunch. that way, i have a nice warm perch and she closes the door, so i get a rest from the evil ones. well, today, as i was settling into my nest there, she stroked me from my nose all the way down to my tail, as she always does, and her thumb found a mooshy spot just to the left of the base of my tail. it was REALLY mooshy, and i didn't want her touching it, but i didn't bite or growl. it just felt funny. she said my ears and nose felt hot, and thought i had a fever, so she called Angel Animal Hospital and made an appointment for me. good thing there was one open at 5:00.
so out came my pretty brown, soft carrier. when My Mommy came home at 4:50, i crawled right in it, and off we went in her green machine that she calls guinevere. the vet aide did that indescribably rude thing, and said i had a fever of 103.2, and actually, i DID feel a little warm. too warm to be comfortable on that cold metal table, so My Mommy put me back in my nice soft cozy den until dr. jane came in to see me. she looked at my owie and said, "do the other cats bother her?" hah! as if "bothering" were the only thing! she said, "this looks like an abscess. would you mind if i shaved off some of this fur (*oh, no! my lovely fluff!!!*) and expressed that gunk out of there?" My Mommy said SHE didn't mind, but she was sure I would! and i did, but i didn't bite or holler, just squirmed a lot.
so now i am at home, and i still love My Mommy. i'm purring while sittin' on her lap to type this. she knows just how to cuddle me. an' she loves me, even if i have a bare patch on my lovely soft fluffy BEEhine. i have to take a pill every morning and evening to kill off the nasty germs that made me sick. see? i always KNEW boycats had cooties, and this is the proof!! rotten boycats.
peevishly yours, xing lu
peeyes: ed is sitting on top of the puter box, trying to put the bitey on the power cord where it goes into the box. My Mommy's afraid of shooting him with the water gun acause of the electrics, but i say, GO FOR IT!! serve him right. miss midnight, you should have a talk with that boy! --x.l.
19 February 2007
another nelson "adventure"
i had a furry trying day yesterday. part of it's pretty hazy in my memory; the other kitties tell me i chased an invisible monster round and round until i was tired and lay down, and then mom and dad just petted me and kept me warm with a blankie. they kept saying something about "seizing", but they didn't grab me at all, so i don't think it was me they were talking about. mom told me at one time that it was ok to leave if i needed to, but i REALLY didn't feel up to going anywhere! i kept thinking at them that they should get the license plate of the truck that hit me. they just didn't hear me, though, so i guess the damn guy will get away with it. odd that someone drove through our living room and nobody noticed but me. mom wiped my mouth with a tissue and dad sponged up a few pee dribbles; i don't remember doing THAT, either, but i sure felt wobbly.
after they let me rest a bit, they shined a flashlight in my eyes, pried open my mouth and inspected my gums, bent my feets and hips and legs, made noises and wiggled their fingers at me--as if i hadn't had enough annoyance already! i seem to remember a man doing that to me before in a furry cold room. but that musta been a dream. . .
after a long rest, i got up and walked carefully over to my spot behind the woodstove and napped for a quite a time. later on, i got up and went to the Uncle Eeker Memorial Cat Window and Perch in the kitchen, where my food plate and water bowl are, and hollered until someone paid attention and gave me stuff to eat. gosh, beans can be thick sometimes. but i began to feel pretty much like my old self then.
i showed up for supper, too, and even asked for second supper (like a hobbit--after all, i DO have hairy toes) -- and they GAVE me some! so i had a long slumber but was up at the crack of 5:15 dancing for my kibble this morning. i don't know why dad was so glad to see me--usually he's pretty grouchy about it.
but tonight when mom and dad came home, instead of supper like usual, i got bundled unceremoniously into the brown PTU and hauled off to the v.e.t. our favorite lady doc, dr. harders, was at a veterinary convention in las vegas (yeah, sure) ;-) ;-) ;-), so we met dr. jane flathers; she is furry nice, too, and not much bigger than me! well, ok, a little bigger. she listened to my heart for a long time, and finally said that in light of the previous episode and symptoms, and the fact that cats rarely develop epilepsy--especially in geezerhood--she felt that my sickness was due to not enough blood getting pushed out of my heart. so she prescribed a medicine that will help my heart push. now we'll wait and see. i hope it works; i really was tired after yesterday, and i now and then i need energy to whip up on ed and nitro when they get cheeky!
when we got home, we all got special stinky goodness and i got some mixed with my KD. it was yummy!! then i rested lots more, and mom poked that damn pill down my gullet. she told me to be happy it was only a half-pill, since i only weigh 9.75#. so that's my story, and i'm stickin' to it.
thanks for all your purrs and purrrayers, furriends, and i hope you will continue. mom & dad like their kitties to last until they're 20, so they get their "money's worth", an' that means i gotta stick around for at least 3 more years! (i don't get that "money's worth" phrase, either. dad got me for free while i was mousing in their warehouse--WHAT money?)
purrs, nels
after they let me rest a bit, they shined a flashlight in my eyes, pried open my mouth and inspected my gums, bent my feets and hips and legs, made noises and wiggled their fingers at me--as if i hadn't had enough annoyance already! i seem to remember a man doing that to me before in a furry cold room. but that musta been a dream. . .
after a long rest, i got up and walked carefully over to my spot behind the woodstove and napped for a quite a time. later on, i got up and went to the Uncle Eeker Memorial Cat Window and Perch in the kitchen, where my food plate and water bowl are, and hollered until someone paid attention and gave me stuff to eat. gosh, beans can be thick sometimes. but i began to feel pretty much like my old self then.
i showed up for supper, too, and even asked for second supper (like a hobbit--after all, i DO have hairy toes) -- and they GAVE me some! so i had a long slumber but was up at the crack of 5:15 dancing for my kibble this morning. i don't know why dad was so glad to see me--usually he's pretty grouchy about it.
but tonight when mom and dad came home, instead of supper like usual, i got bundled unceremoniously into the brown PTU and hauled off to the v.e.t. our favorite lady doc, dr. harders, was at a veterinary convention in las vegas (yeah, sure) ;-) ;-) ;-), so we met dr. jane flathers; she is furry nice, too, and not much bigger than me! well, ok, a little bigger. she listened to my heart for a long time, and finally said that in light of the previous episode and symptoms, and the fact that cats rarely develop epilepsy--especially in geezerhood--she felt that my sickness was due to not enough blood getting pushed out of my heart. so she prescribed a medicine that will help my heart push. now we'll wait and see. i hope it works; i really was tired after yesterday, and i now and then i need energy to whip up on ed and nitro when they get cheeky!
when we got home, we all got special stinky goodness and i got some mixed with my KD. it was yummy!! then i rested lots more, and mom poked that damn pill down my gullet. she told me to be happy it was only a half-pill, since i only weigh 9.75#. so that's my story, and i'm stickin' to it.
thanks for all your purrs and purrrayers, furriends, and i hope you will continue. mom & dad like their kitties to last until they're 20, so they get their "money's worth", an' that means i gotta stick around for at least 3 more years! (i don't get that "money's worth" phrase, either. dad got me for free while i was mousing in their warehouse--WHAT money?)
purrs, nels
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