ripped from the arms of morpheus . . .

and tossed ignominiously into a Prisoner Transport Unit! that's how my day began.

i was snoozin' peacefully in my chair across from the toasty-warm wood stove, nestled in my cozy new micro-fill mini-comforter. mom got two them of yesterday, so we now has one each (except for xing, who doesn't sleep in the living room anyway). *zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz*

*zzzz---SNORK! wha'? wh. . .NYOOOOOOO!!!!!!* i was unceremoniously dumped into the PTU with scarcely any time to express my outrage. off we went in the big red machine to . . . you guessed it--the vet. by now i was mute with wrath, and said not a meow all the way there.

well, my left ear has been itchin' me something awful, and while i let mom & dad knuckle the dickens outta it, i won't let them put a q-tip or the snout of the medicine bottle in it. in fact, teeth and claws figure into the equation when they try, so they don't try furry often any more. last night, i finally scratched the backside of my ear all bloody, and they said "something must be done." they certainly didn't consult with me about what that "something" might be! hence, the trip to the vet.

there are three lady vets in practice together at angel animal hospital, but dr. shelley harders would be my pick if i'da had one. miraculously, that's how it worked out. my wrath cooled at last; i knew she wouldn't hurt me. we knows her of old, since she worked for the first vet, dr. snow, who owned the hospital. when he retired, she and two other ladies took over.

she checked me out in general (i seem to be in good shape for a 16-bean-year-old kitty), and she was furry patient as she q-tipped the gunk out & checked for mites (score: nels 1, mites 0). then she sloshed in some cleaner liquid and soaked and q-tipped it out again. she put medicine in, and gave some more of it to mom to use on me later (much luck to her on that!). dad sez if it works good on me, he's gonna try it--he has perpetually itchy ears, too, and the poor guy just can't get those hind feet up to scratch satisfactorily!

by this time, i was so completely seduced by her charms (and dad's iron grip) that i let her cut my shivs--front AND back!! ahhhhh. what a lady!

then they packed me back in the PTU, and off we went home. dad passed 'round treats with a liberal hand and told me what an excellent kitty-boy i was, and mom promised some mighty good 'nip a little later. it was awful exciting--got my geezer-cat blood racing so that my nose turned fluorescent pink--but now i'm just gonna go back to my cozy spot and nap until i smell that 'nip!

cheers, nels

dirty ol' dread pirate blogger

today we has visited efurry single bloggie that we links to, an' it hasn't let us leave comments on but one or two! we are furry frustrated!! we isn't ignoring you (even though nitro has "the big head" now and barely speaks to us; that snip. he thinks we deserve it, since nokitty else wanted to wear the costume), we is pre-vented. (we allus useta think that meant holes punched in it beforehand, but all's we gots is the ones we was borned with!) anyway, we is hoping that d.p.b. will straighten up and fly right by supper time, so mom can post. for that matter, we hopes he lets us post THIS!

thank you, one and all!

to efurry cat'n'bean'n'woofie'n'bird'n'whoefur voted for me (or even thought about it):

Thank you furry, furry much!

it means lots to me that a jurry of my peers peered at me and said they liked me. usually, i'm the one causing trouble and gettin' squirted. it's a nice change to be causing fun and laughter! i know there was some furry tough competition, and it's an honor to be in such company. when we started bloggin', we were welcomed warmly and have been befriended many times. we has such a nice community--we are proud to say we're cats, and we blog!!

now, mom said from the time i picked little scooter, that even if i din't win, we would sponsor him. so we're gonna add to the prize from skeezy. and we'd like to challenge each of you to do the same--not scooter if ya doesn't wanta, certainly. but maybe the kitty you chose. or another kitty entirely. or maybe one not even at best friends sanctuary. (we donates to a local no-kill shelter here in missouri, too, but best friends is special to us 'cause it's special to skeezy and his fambly.)

but please donate SOMETHING to a shelter SOMEWHERE!! there are so many of us who suffer, who are alone, who need medication, who need lovins, who need a safe, warm place to sleep, & uncontaminated food and water. shelters, especially no-kill sanctuaries like best friends, can give these things only as long as we lucky, blessed kitties and our beans make it possible.

even small amounts are welcome--please read skeezy's message in the very first comment on this post. if you can afford it without discombobulating your budget, please donate. you'll sleep better tonight. thank you. *what the . . . how'd i get up on this flea-soap box? i better get down!*

we loves you all, you know!

purrs & kitty kisses from
nitro

the cat ate my homework - honest!!

a video our bean cousin, pam, sent us:

thanks, cousin!! meows!!! n-e-n-x

beware of flying objects . . .

nels sez:

well, this morning She hadda go change her pants. She peed 'em. before breakfast. and it was all xingxing's fault.

xing likes to sit on the table that the puter face sits on while She types. all of a sudden, xing started that well-known rhythmic urping that signals an imminent hairball (and she, being very fastidious, hurls some whoppers!). She didn't wanna annoy xing just then by moving her, so She just moved papers outta the way and told her to go for it; which she did.

but the hairball didn't come all the way out! xing panicked and did a scrambling, floundering about-face turn to jump up on the puter body where it sits next to the face. while she did this, her head went through the 180-arc with her mouth pointing upward, spraying hurl-juice ceilingward with great success.

then her head followed through with a snap, disengaging a world-class hairwad, which smacked into the wall--four feet away!! it slid slowly down the wall like those icky garden slugs, and plunked onto the carpet. us boys watched in awe. we've projectile-yakked a few times, but NEVER anything like that. xing has a new weapon, and we respect her for that. we're staying outta the way when she hurls.

oh, yeah; it took Her almost three minutes to get Herself together enough to go clean up the mess, wipe Her eyes, and use Her asthma inhaler. and then, of course, to change Her britches.

PLEASE VOTE FOR NITRO . . .

so little scooter gets another sponsor!! Click Here to go directly to my entry!
and Click here to go to the contest page!

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.