the REST of the story . . .

you or your beans may have gotten an email with this picture, claiming it's hercules, the world's biggest woofie:
mr. snopes sez it's a fake: http://www.snopes.com/photos/animals/hercules.asp.

we think hercules was really real, but has gone to doggy heaven, 'cause the man & lady's new pet eated him!!






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goliath the kitty came to town!


(jeter--are ya laffin' an' laffin'?)

we 'members.

about magic, by her mom and dad . . .

(our auntie denise and uncle rich say about their kitty, magic muffin, who went to the bridge on 4/26/07:)

She was special, found on a snowy day in November, barely 3 weeks old, looking for warmth, when I drove into the parking lot for work, hopping on my car hood and a voice that could be heard a block away. She was full of worms, had fleas and bronchitis so bad we didn't think she would make it. She was all of 1.5 lbs. We fed her by hand around the clock, popped her in a basket with an electric blanket, and prayed. She was also a devil, the feral in her never left and every spring and fall she would caterwaul at night and go pee where ever her little spirit took her in the house. She loved to play with her dog-brothers Avery, Sparky and Harrison, she would tackle them with her front paws and they would play her game by falling over and roll around with her, like wrestlers from the WB RAW. She has two other kitten sisters, Erin and Merlin, and it was a tough sell at first with each of them as they joined the family, but she accepted them and kept her place as the Princess Pee, HRH and they acquiesced to her.

She will always be in our hearts, and we know she is free and happy now and is with her other brothers and sisters and friends who left for the bridge before her.

(meowers' note: there are two posts about magic here, please scroll down to see them the second one)

in memory of our cousin, magic

we nefur met our cousin magic, 'cause she lived fur away in illinois. but we know that she was a Good Kitty, and furry much loved.

on a cold november day 19 years ago, our auntie denise found her sitting on the hood of the car, trying to keep warm. so magic got to come inside and join The Zoo, where she became the old, wise kitty that all the critters (an' there are a buncha them) looked up to. she is sorely missed, and never to be replaced in their hearts.

however, guess what?? two tiny little feral boys (jupiter and mars) were being brought to the v-e-t just as auntie and uncle were leaving after magic's trip to the bridge. they are even now waiting at the v-e-t's office to get old enough to join The Zoo. these little guys won't replace magic, but it seems just a little "magical" to us how those two little lives came close enough for auntie denise an' uncle rich to pull them into their orbit just as magic was leaving. maybe magic called to them, knowing they needed a peaceful, loving furefurr home. we wish them all long, healthy lives together! l'chaim!

and shalom to the hearts of all who miss sweet magic.Glorified and sanctified be God's great name throughout the world which He has created according to His will.

May He establish His kingdom in your lifetime and during your days, and within the life of the entire House of Israel, speedily and soon; and say, Amen.

May His great name be blessed forever and to all eternity.

Blessed and praised, glorified and exalted, extolled and honored, adored and lauded be the name of the Holy One, blessed be He, beyond all the blessings and hymns, praises and consolations that are ever spoken in the world; and say, Amen.

May there be abundant peace from heaven, and life, for us and for all Israel; and say, Amen.

He who creates peace in His celestial heights, may He create peace for us and for all Israel; and say, Amen.

wacky wednesday

80-lb. cocoa thinks she is a lapdawg. now THAT's wacky!
that's a waste of three perfectly good cat-spaces!!

tues-news!

update on our furriend, scooter
scooter lives at the best friends animal sanctuary. his picture is in the right hand column of our bloggie; if you clicks on his picture, you can read about how he came to the sanctuary. we sponsors him efurry month, 'cause we likes his spirit and purrsonality! he doesn't know he's handicapped, or if he does, he sure doesn't let it bother him! mom would gladly drive alla way to utah to 'dopt him but can't, since coco-cocoa wouldn't play fair wif him. (prolly neither would ed, an' xing would hissssss & scare him). he's prolly better off where he is, meetin' an' greetin' lotsa folks! anyway . . .

last saturday, we gots a email telling 'bout how he's doing these days, an' thank bast, he's doing great. it feels SO furry good to know that we are helping anofur kitty have the safe home an' lovin' care he needs if he can't live wif us.

if you don't already, whyn'tcha do the same for some down-on-their-luck kitty? you'll be glad, an' so will they!

please vote for my movee!

it is the most romantical movee efurr,
and stars my heart-throb, the lovely miss midnight.
it is called "cast away on a sea of love".
thank you!!! sir edmund percival hillary

mancat monday

geezer-cat cheesecake (geeze-cake?), ladies!mom allus sez, "the older the violin, the sweeter the music!"

our mom has done something VERY bad!

at least, that's what we think. y'know that squirter thing that gets you all wet when you're doing something that you shouldn't? we watched in horror from the Big Litterbox doorway this morning as she used it to blast herself in the HEAD--repeatedly!!!!! YIKES!!!! =8-O

it must have been horrybul for her; when she came out, her hairs had gone all curley, just like she says will happen to us if we accidentally stick our claws in the little 'lectric holes in the wall! why would she DO this? what could she have done that she felt she deserved this drefful punishment??? is our mom losing her marbles??

nip! Nip!! NIP!!!

mistress of the obvious . . .

this toon sez it all!!!

sleepy, snowy saturday

remember, folks--it's the middle of april in southern missouri

ed catches a cuddly nap on mom's lap by the woodstove, while . . .snow whirls down around our barn . . .
the irises and surprise lilies look furry disappointed (mom even heard the robins saying bad words), an'
the poor trees that suffered so in the ice storm have snowy insults piled upon injuries, as they struggle to put out some greenery despite their losses.
sadly, there are lotsa trees in a 50 mile swath all along from oklahoma/kansas right through missouri that look like these because of the january 15th ice storm. *sigh* mom says her druid is hurtin'. we din't know she had one, but we feel sorry for him. lotsa fev-vers won't haf places to live this summer.

friday feast

garfield may have his lasagna, but WE has our RAVIOLI!!!ahhhhhhhhh, what luscious lickin's to be had when mom finishes--an' there's allus extra cheese (which she hadn't melted on yet in this photo) stuck to the plate!

wacky wednesday

honest, mom! we was just taste-testin' 'em.

HAPPY EASTER TO ALL!

the bunnies' revenge . . .

big brother bun has the easter egg route this year, so watch out, all you beans who have been cruel to bunnies. ofur beans an' fuzzies haf nuthin' to fear from him; he will bring you goodies!!

feminine feline friday

i'm ready for my close-up, mr de mewlle . . .miss xing lu ("xingxing") pierce's first formal portrait

thursday 13 - quotes about cats . . .

collected from the innernets, of course:

1. Any question addressed to a cat can be counted as rhetorical.
2. An aquarium is just interactive television for cats.
3. Cat rule: Don’t bite the hand that feeds you; just bite the one that won't feed you fast enough.
4. Cats are rather delicate creatures and they are subject to a good many ailments, but I never heard of one who suffered from insomnia.
5. Cats instinctively know the exact moment their owners will wake up. Then they wake them 10 minutes sooner.
6. Cats seem to go on the principle that it never does any harm to ask for what you want.
7. Curiosity is the very basis of education and if you tell me that curiosity killed the cat, I say that the cat died nobly.
8. I have studied many philosophers and many cats. The wisdom of cats is infinitely superior.
9. People that hate cats will come back as mice in their next life.
10. There are many intelligent species in the universe. They are all owned by cats.
11. There are two means of refuge from the miseries of life: music and cats.
12. You know it's time to shave your legs when the cat uses them for scratching behind its ears.
13. On the Internet, nobody knows you're a cat.

WACKY! warning! may scare buns . . .

easter is coming--chocolate buns beware!!!

never forgotten . . .

tweetin' tuesday

here's nelson lapurr enjoying one of the "mewvies" that mom ordered for us--he really liked the sparrows, but didn't seem interested in the chickadee clip at all. we still have bugs and tree-rat videos to preview. we'll keep you all posted!

mancat monday

this is uncle eeker, the Cat-That-Came-Before (the brother of The First Cat, mouse mc nasty). now HE had cattitude!! mom loves this picture, and privately refers to it as "uncle surly".we thinks we has posted this before, but he's just too good to see only once!

mom's purrthday adventure

miss gingerour moma nearby corner; folks must be related to the ones in skeezix's neighborhood!flea market (who on the good green earth BUYS fleas? we got ours for free! but we'd gladly sell 'em! maybe we should ask mom to take 'em ofurr there . . .)sign inside the flea market (nobuddy listened; the big white litter box was plugged up . . . nobody'd scooped in AGES--ewwwwwwwwww)yummy spinach quesadilla, chips, some 'lishus salsa, an' the best guacamole she efurr had. oh, yeah; an' a negra modelo, her new favorite sody pop!some pretty flowers growing on a side streetthe "town square" parkoh, no! she spotted this inna store window--a GANG SIGN!! the vishus deers are here!! we're so glad she din't run into any!an' this is pretty much how the whole day went! she was so glad miss ginger could hang out wiff her!

we thanks ya!!

our mom had a WONDERFUL day yesterday, an' gave us spinach quesadilla leftofers for treats when she came home!!

she said to thank you all who wished her happiness--it sure worked. her jaws are sore from grinnin' an' she hadda use her asthma inhaler three times 'cause she was laughin' so much!!

we are gonna let her post a few photos from her day on the weekend, so stay tuned!

mom's birthday

it's our mom's birthday today. here is the card we gots for her!!she's takin' the day off from day hunting, an' she an' her ladyfriend ginger (who also has four kitties, so she's automatically OK in our book) are planning what we heard mom call a "go-to-hell" day--we really don't unnerstand that. we thought the point was to avoid going there . . .

wacky wednesday

our wacky dad. he saw max's commander kitty tower, so he hadda get one. he doesn't even have a tail to help him balance gracefully, so we were a little worried as he crawled from branch to branch. and since he doesn't have claws, he was rubbing a big piece of metal on the branches. every once in a while, he'd make some noise, but it didn't sound much like meowing . . . . we're furry concerned about his mental health; is this a "spring" thing with beans?(mom: actually, he was trying to trim out the last of the ice storm damage, but only spiderman could manage that without a bucket-truck, so the tippy-top snags will remain.)

"cat tale" tuesday

look, mom!! somebody wrote a book about xing!
      no, ed. that's a picture of somecat that looks a lot like our xingxing.
did she pose for the picture?
      prolly not. i haven't seen any royalty checks in her name at the mailbox lately.
well, what is it then? it's got about a thousand kitty stinks on it!!
      that's a book about a girl and her kitty, so i suppose beans who love kitties have read it, and their kitties have investigated it just like you're doing.
why is there a book about a girl and her kitty?
      well, from the couple of pages i have read so far, they go into the future to help people.
help people in the future? why don't their OWN cats help them?
      ed, even in our real world, not everybean has a kitty or kitties. or even a woofie.
*gasp!* why efurr not?
      good question. because they don't know any better, i suppose.
well, i still don't see why they hadda go.
      maybe they don't have any kitties in the future, and they need to see one.
*wheeze! gasp! choke* (faintly:) no kitties?
      i don't know, ed. it's just an idea. i've only just begun to read the book. i'll tell ya how it comes out.
oh, mom! if there's no kitties, i don't wanna know!!!
      ok, ed. i'll make up something and won't tell you if there's no kitties.
*shiver* oooooooooo. even for a kitty with laser eyes, THAT's too scary to think about!!

ATTENTION, DREAD PIRATE BLOGGER!!!!

*look deep into my eyes* *deeper* *deeper* *deeper*


NOW FIX MY COMMENTS, DAMMIT!!!!!

UPDATE: he heard, he obeyed. you may now comment on my pulchritude in mancat monday!

mancat monday!

MRRRRRRRAW!
(MEEEEEYOW-WOW, middie!!
*nudge-nudge* *wink-wink*)
we doesn't know why there's no comment button; DPB, we guess. please email us through the profile if you wanna comment! thanks!!

UPDATE: aha! scared DPB into it!!

you can "get" AND "give" at the same time:

mom sez that when ya wanna treat yourself, this is a good place 'cause it treats lotsa ofurr folks to foods they need when you buys something. an' here are some examples of the goodies you can get--but there's LOTS more! please encourage your furriends and fambly to look at the site, and buy something if they can!

(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.

HAPPY OCCASION!!!

HAPPY BLOGIVERSARY, KAT! thanks for acres and acres of puddy-tat pictures--efurry one a winner. just like YOU!!
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.

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!!

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.

wonderful wednesday

this is dedicated to my sweetie girl. . . nose-kisses from your ed!(mom's learning "the gimp" graphics software, so edmund asked her to make this for her first project)

turrible tuesday

no matter how bad things are going for YOU, consider this poor kitty's day!this is THE most PO'd kitty we've efurr seen!

no pinching allowed!!

hugs & kitty kisses to all of you!
--the o'meower clan

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!!!

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!

wacky wednesday: short subject

nitro sings for ravioli

we has entered the acatemy awards!

we has posted our "opening the care package" AND edmund has re-cut his "valentine to Miss Midnight" movie--the way he wishes he could have done it the FIRST time. go see!

an' if you're a kitty or bean "trekkie", you will like today's Two Lumps comic!

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!

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!!

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?????

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)!!

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.

wacky wednesday

O SOLE MEEEEEEEYOWWWWWWWW . . .

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

the meowers wish all their furriends . . .

toesie tuesday

here are my lovely toesies! i hardly ever get a chance to groom them uninterrupted, but this time it was only My Mommy with her flashy-box, so i allowed it. if my face looks a little blurred and pinkish--that's 'cause my tongue is faster than the flashy-box! meows to you all!!

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MOM ROBYN'S THE GREATEST!!!

YAY FOR MOM ROBYN! SHE MAKES US LAUGH - SHE POSTS FUN STUFF - SHE MAKES BEAUTYFUL JEWELERY - SHE PRETTIES UP WEB PAGES - SHE CONTRIBUTES HER SUPER-HANDY ABILITIES WIF GRAFFICS TO MAKE PRETTY BADGES AN' CALENDARS - SHE ALLUS LENDS HER HELPING, HEALING HANDS TO THOSE WHO NEED HER - SHE'S SUPER-ROBYN!!!!
an' all us meowers in missouri think she's swell. if we could whip around graffics like she can, your eyeballs would be spinning by now from the magnificence of this post. but we can't. so all we could do was cop the badge above an' post it, but that doesn't diminish the love and admiration we has for her!

THANK YOU, MOM ROBYN, JUST FOR BEING YOU!!

ed's valentine poem to miss midnight

Sweetest Middie, kitty mine,
Won't you be my Valentine?
Every time we cuddles up,
Eye to eye and fluff to fluff,
Tingles tickle all my toes,
Electric pink my wiggly nose glows!
Soft and plumy, your tail waves
The feline invite catboys crave--
My manly whiskers twitch 'n' wriggle,
I just melt and start to giggle!
Darling sugar, honey-pie,
Dainty goddess, golden-eyed,
I offer you my endless purrs--
Efurrything I have is yours!

(you can see the video featuring this poem at skeezix's vd contest.)
(special thanks to kc & missy's mom for helping mom get me middie's post up in time!!)

amazing, happy-ending story

Cat who disappeared after Dec. 31 Missouri accident found
ASSOCIATED PRESS
02/02/2007

BETHANY, Mo. (AP) -- A regional effort to find a cat who became lost when its caretakers died in a car accident more than a month ago has come to a happy ending.

Frankie the cat, a lilac-point Siamese male, was found Wednesday, hungry but healthy near the site of an accident that killed his keepers, Dale and Forrest Weber, on New Year's Eve.

Making the story even happier, Frankie's owner, Ben Miller, the Webers' grandson, got word his cat had been recovered less than a week before he was scheduled to return to duty in Iraq.

Plans were being made Friday to fly Frankie home to Miller in Oconto, Wis. Miller's mother, Jackie Miller, said she is preparing a "welcome-home party for the cat" before her son heads back to Iraq on Thursday.

The Webers were on their way home to Wisconsin when they were killed in a three-car crash on Interstate 35 north of Bethany. Frankie escaped from a broken carrier, and no one was aware that a cat was involved until the Webers's family called law enforcement a couple of days after the crash.

That call prompted media stories, which led to search parties from as far away as Kansas City. Frankie posters were plastered around Bethany and several sightings kept hope alive that the cat might be found.

That's what happened Wednesday, when Bill Pierce saw Frankie sitting under the I-35 overpass about 50 yards from the accident site.

Pierce, who lives less than two miles from the site, said he slammed on his brakes, got out of his vehicle, crouched down and called Frankie by name. The cat came right to him.

"He was just sitting there acting kind of cold and bewildered-looking," Pierce said. "He was glad to see somebody, I think. He was crawling on my shoulders and everything else."

Pierce took Frankie home, where the cat gorged on two cans of tuna and a can of pet food.

"You can count every rib on him," said Pierce's wife, Teresa. "It's amazing that he's still alive."

Ben Miller, who took an extended leave from Iraq after his grandparents' funeral, said he had mostly given up hope that Frankie would be found. He said he was astonished by the effort Bethany residents made to find his cat.

"To do that for a complete stranger and under the circumstances," he said, "it's probably the best thing that's happened to me since I've been back."