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.)
27 January 2010
26 January 2010
25 January 2010
22 January 2010
catsmas prezzint revealed!
miss ginger got this fur mom at catsmas, but mom sed there was already so much sweet stuff around that she would wait to eat this. so she putted it inna fridjamerator to keep it safe. an' it was safe, all right. until dad cleaned the fridge yesterday an' it fell out from behint some take away boxes. (he throwed away alla them purrfeckly good noms! outrageous, how these beans waste foods!!) so ennyway, she opened the box under our close snoopervision an' OMB! they looked like little woofie-treats--how furry odd! but she taste-tested 'em an' said they was truely yummy. we snifft 'em but even if they are "milk" chocolate, they sure wasn't milk. we din't like 'em, but mom sure does!!
21 January 2010
thankful thursday
ed is furry thankful for comfy comforters!(an' moms who buy them, one apiece, for her kitties.)
20 January 2010
weird wednesday
(you notice that the mere gaze of the minion of basement cat has already frizzled nitro's eyebrow!)
19 January 2010
18 January 2010
we's sorry . . .
but we's gotta block nonnymouse comments from here on out. we's gotten too many bizzaro invitations an' jus' plain crapola to let it go on!
17 January 2010
if we had a doghouse . . .
igmu would be in it!! 
fur supper last night, mom made her first batch of linguini wif chicken livers in AGES, an' ate a big plateful. but she din't share wif us. she furgot to put the leftofurs (about anofur cereal-bowlful) away, an' ofurnight, iggy (an' nitro) pillaged. she was lookin' forward to that fur breakfust, an' she is good an' mad! bofe ig an' nitro are amazinly sleepy this mornin', an' we figger they're sleepin' off bellies-ful of carbs!! mom sez they are li'l barsteds. whut's that mean? there ain't no bar here!
fur supper last night, mom made her first batch of linguini wif chicken livers in AGES, an' ate a big plateful. but she din't share wif us. she furgot to put the leftofurs (about anofur cereal-bowlful) away, an' ofurnight, iggy (an' nitro) pillaged. she was lookin' forward to that fur breakfust, an' she is good an' mad! bofe ig an' nitro are amazinly sleepy this mornin', an' we figger they're sleepin' off bellies-ful of carbs!! mom sez they are li'l barsteds. whut's that mean? there ain't no bar here!15 January 2010
fluffy friday
iggy's got a fluffy, flatcat blanket. (not that he asked for it; ed just crawled down from dad's chest an' flopped on him.)13 January 2010
oh. dear. bast!
mom's been in the catnip again!!!
(akshully, she'd been to the eye doctor, but it sure
looked like she was nipped out!)
(akshully, she'd been to the eye doctor, but it sure
looked like she was nipped out!)
10 January 2010
05 January 2010
29 December 2009
mom got prezzies, too
these is mom's most favoritest gift--norskie style mittens wif cats. miss ginger, whose paws is as nimble as igmu's, knitted them fur her. an' we even sniffed miss ginger's kittehs in 'em--special blend yarn!!
28 December 2009
27 December 2009
third day of christmas . . .
ok, we is onna 3rd day of catsmas--an' here is a purresent for you. if you haffen't seen it before, you will LUFF it, an' if you haff, you will luff it all ofur again!
25 December 2009
merry catsmas, efurryone!
alla us here at chez pierce--beans, dbd, an' meowers--wishes you your heart's desire, an' peace, health, an' plenty now an' furefurr!!
wif love an' purrs,
edmund, nitro, xingxing, iggy, cocoa, cheryl, & tom
wif love an' purrs,
edmund, nitro, xingxing, iggy, cocoa, cheryl, & tom
19 December 2009
mom goes fur a ride!
ed repurrts:
mom really special treatment yesterday!! daddy came home from work early, an' then some ofur nice men came to the house too, an' before you knew it, she had all four men kneelin' at her feets while she sat in our nicest chair an' each one of 'em talked to her an' gave her somethin'!
then some ofur beans drove up inna really stylin' limo--furry patriotic -- all red, white, an' blue! we hears it costs 1000 green papers to ride innit. them beans had furry fancy unyforms on, an' we thought we was haffin' a really splendid gatherin'. they talked to mom an' gave her stuff, too.
but then dad got in his big maroon machine an' took off, an' mom went wif the two beans inna limo to a big fancy building where they drove right inside wiff her an' she there she talked to a to LOTS an' LOTSA beans, an' many of them gave her stuff, too! dad was there, already.
then efurryone (but mom) decided that mom would stay there ofurnight. she was outvoted an' furry cranky, because her & daddy's godbaby from omaha was passin' through town on her way south, an' she hasn't seen her since 3 years. so mom din't get to see her, but dad cooked fur her an' talked all efening wif her an' me an' xing, an' iggy got to meet her. she is a furry nice lady!! but chiken-butt nitro din't come out at all asept to eat, an' dad hadda stand there an' guard him while he did. then he went an' hid all night. ::bawkkkkkk-bawkkkkkk-bawkkkkkk!!!!:: xingy got to sleep wif her an' sez she is furry cuddly.
well, you prolly guessed by now that the place mom went was th hopsital, an' alla the beans who came to visit were fire fighter EMTs and Emergency Medical Services (anna limo was a amulence). she has assma, an' the night before, she had a furry bad sinus attack that made her coff alot, and suck in more airs than she could push back out. so she wasn't able to breafe hardly at all--a classic assma attack.
a coupla weeks ago, she had bronchitis, an' took aunty biotiks fur it, an' apparently got all better. but maybe a few bugs just stuck around an' got lively later on acause she also had newmoanyuh.
so after about a millyun breathing treatments an' a billyun more bags of aunty biotiks, she is mo' bettah today anna doc decided she could go home an take more aunty biotiks an' sleep in her own bed. mom is glad; she sez a hopsital is noplace to go if you expect to rest. so she is nappin' inna recliner, an' dad gots the humididifire hooked up an' runnin'. we will keep you posted, but we suspects our catsmas project is on hold. we's sorry!!
mom really special treatment yesterday!! daddy came home from work early, an' then some ofur nice men came to the house too, an' before you knew it, she had all four men kneelin' at her feets while she sat in our nicest chair an' each one of 'em talked to her an' gave her somethin'!
then some ofur beans drove up inna really stylin' limo--furry patriotic -- all red, white, an' blue! we hears it costs 1000 green papers to ride innit. them beans had furry fancy unyforms on, an' we thought we was haffin' a really splendid gatherin'. they talked to mom an' gave her stuff, too.
but then dad got in his big maroon machine an' took off, an' mom went wif the two beans inna limo to a big fancy building where they drove right inside wiff her an' she there she talked to a to LOTS an' LOTSA beans, an' many of them gave her stuff, too! dad was there, already.
then efurryone (but mom) decided that mom would stay there ofurnight. she was outvoted an' furry cranky, because her & daddy's godbaby from omaha was passin' through town on her way south, an' she hasn't seen her since 3 years. so mom din't get to see her, but dad cooked fur her an' talked all efening wif her an' me an' xing, an' iggy got to meet her. she is a furry nice lady!! but chiken-butt nitro din't come out at all asept to eat, an' dad hadda stand there an' guard him while he did. then he went an' hid all night. ::bawkkkkkk-bawkkkkkk-bawkkkkkk!!!!:: xingy got to sleep wif her an' sez she is furry cuddly.
well, you prolly guessed by now that the place mom went was th hopsital, an' alla the beans who came to visit were fire fighter EMTs and Emergency Medical Services (anna limo was a amulence). she has assma, an' the night before, she had a furry bad sinus attack that made her coff alot, and suck in more airs than she could push back out. so she wasn't able to breafe hardly at all--a classic assma attack.
a coupla weeks ago, she had bronchitis, an' took aunty biotiks fur it, an' apparently got all better. but maybe a few bugs just stuck around an' got lively later on acause she also had newmoanyuh.
so after about a millyun breathing treatments an' a billyun more bags of aunty biotiks, she is mo' bettah today anna doc decided she could go home an take more aunty biotiks an' sleep in her own bed. mom is glad; she sez a hopsital is noplace to go if you expect to rest. so she is nappin' inna recliner, an' dad gots the humididifire hooked up an' runnin'. we will keep you posted, but we suspects our catsmas project is on hold. we's sorry!!
17 December 2009
good behavior makes . . .
strange bedfellows just before catsmas!
we bets THEY gets prezzunts!
we are furry thankful that gramma moved to tucson so we could haff this cozy critter bed that useta be hers. mom & dad calls it a "couch", but alla us meowers know it's really a critter bed!
we bets THEY gets prezzunts!we are furry thankful that gramma moved to tucson so we could haff this cozy critter bed that useta be hers. mom & dad calls it a "couch", but alla us meowers know it's really a critter bed!
16 December 2009
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