last chance!!

today's the last day for entries in our story contest! you can win a nip cigar an' this hansum badge to decorate yer bloggie, if getzger the cat picks your story as best!

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thrillin' thursday

o. m. c. !!!!! i'm outside!!! whazzat noise???

gots to keep an eye -- BOTH eyes -- on it!!
an' tune in all my whiskers!!
and then . . . and then . . .

HE PUTTED ME ON THE GROUND!!!
green prickly things tickled my little pink toez, so i bited them . . .
an' they were delicious!!
where has this been all my life??????
why din't they bring me out here before????
can i sue????

and when can i go back???

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happy birthday, mom robyn!!

we hopes yer birthday is the bestest ever,
an' yer baycayshun is restful an' fun!

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toez & noez tuesday

nitro's little pink toez an' noez.

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your story, please?

what under the canopy do you suppose happened here??????

tell us in 100 words or less, an' win a nip cigar! winner's story to be chosen by getzger the cat. contest closes friday, 17 july.

enquiring minds want to know!!

a VERY familiar look!!

our mom found a link to this picture on a website about festivals in her home town, berwyn, illinois.

we was surprized skeezix wasn't at the wheel, because it is so perfectly SKEEZIX! since he lives in catifornia--the home of the american car culture--we figgered he might wanna haf one custom-built an' use this as a guide.

(peeyes: this festival was called "cartopia", an' took place in the shopping plaza where the famous sculpture, "spindle" was located: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spindle_(sculpture) you may haf seen it inna movie "wayne's world", one of mom's all-time favorites!!)

oh, noes!!!

our good bud on facebook just posted this warning for springfield and environs:

Getzger Cat sez: ***WARNING*** Beware kitties on the southside! Ginger and Gary went for a drive last night and saw dozens of vishus deers invading the city. Some even had antlers. And they looked very hungry. *shudder*

what if they work their way out to the west side, where we live?????

oh, right. they'll prolly get shot; this IS the ozarks, after all, where efurrybean has a gun, an' money's tighter on the west side than the south side where the rich beans live.

(mom's note: yes, it's true. the city council has been mulling over a "herd thinning season" on deer within the city limits!)

fur all our furriends: video catnip!

errrrr, fishnip.

mom took this moovey last weekend when her an' her furriend miss laura an' miss laura's furriend miss la vata went onna tour of water gardens. there was lotsa ponds wif fishes, but mom said these was the most beautyfullest fishes, an' thought we would enjoy sharin' 'em wif you. we sure would like to haf a pond like this in OUR yard. maybe after daddy builds the screen porch for us onna back of the house, he will put one in there for us!*

*dad's retort: when pigs fly.

kitties' re-retort: (well, pigs has flown ofur skeezie's house an' jeter harris's house lately, so nefur say nefur!)

we wants one a these!!!

splinters an' splatters

lemme tell ya, if ya wanna wake up yer beans wif a bang, just push a jar of spaghetti sauce off the table onto the quarry tile floor inna middle of the night! it scared th’ lights an’ liver outta me, as well as a lotta hairs an’ about one anna half lives! dad watches war stories onna talkin’ picture box alla time, an’ this sounded just like somma them big bombs.

all i wanted was somma them tasty salsa-an-cream cheese flavored crackers inna box mom left onna table. i fooled her, ‘cause i left ‘em there unbothered for two whole days, so she wouldn’t fink i wanted them! then the beans went to bed, an’ i waited a long, long time before i started wrasslin’ that box. it was tougher than i ‘spected, an’ i hadda get rough wif it, bunny-kickin’ it an’ all. i was just about to get the inside skin open an’ scoop out a pawful, when a bunny-kick backlash got the jar, an’ ofur the side it went! KER-WHAM!!!

i was inna livin’ room under the recliner before i knew what was happenin’! then dad anna dambrowndog came outta the bedroom, an’ i got a quick, comprehensive refresher course in the bad werd list, but din’t learn any new ones this time. i think he was still too sleepy to make any up. acourse, dbd wanted to lick the sauce, an’ it was fulla glass pieces, so dad used up about half the list gettin’ her away from the sauce, an’ then the other half cleanin’ it up. he mopped an’ ran the rug sucker onna tiles, an’ then mopped again. he was not happy. i laid low, an’ din’t even come out fur breakfast!

it was all mom’s fault fur leafin’ them crackers out there to taunt me, an’ ya know what? she nefur woke up all through the whole thing! that chapped dad’s cheeks, too;-)

tabby tuesday - ed's turn

certain cats (ed) haf pointed out that nitro has been featured onna blog WAAAAAAAYYYYYY too many times lately, so here is our own ed, caught inna act of pineapple leaf nomming.

howsomefurr, as soon as the flashy box flashed, he immejitly began actin' as if he was only smellin' the leafs. but the leaf closest to you, gentle viewer, tells the tale!

mom took it away frum him after the photo shoot acause she was afurraid he'd cut his mouf onna sharp edges if he kept on nomming. an' later on, dad beheaded it, skint it, an' chopped its innards into li'l pieces, which we din't any of us like AT ALL!!

pawdicure time!

you may recall that nitro starred in his own moovey on the subject of pawdicures quite some time ago. well, today he revisits the topic in a more "do-it-yourself" mode, with only a little help from the pawdicurist. he regrets that this is just raw footage, an' he's furry embareassed acause he has no control whatsoefur ofur the moovey-taker who sez she's sleepy an' if he don't take it like this, he's gonna get it . . . well, nefur mind. we won't repeat that rude remark. so anyway, here's nitro:

the pawdicurist was furry helpful an' laid back, so nitro repaid him in kind:

the moovey-taker . . . well, we won't say what she's gettin'.

again with the "oops"

don't headbonk her arm when she's takin' her blood's pressures, either. she sez it makes it go inta the stratosfeer. i wonder if it kin see our house from there . . .

oops.

nitro's words of wisdom:  

never headbonk mom's hand while she's pourin' grape juice. i'm just sayin'.

CELEBRATIN' OUR FURRY OWN M.L.!!

mom sez m.l. is like one of them ladies what carries buildings on their heads. she adds grace an' beauty to our lifes by her help an' good cheer to us blogosphere denizens. but inna world outside our happy bloggies, she supports her fambly of beans an' kitties while livin' with physical an' other trubbles (headaches, for one--no surprise there for a building-holder-upper). an' on toppa that, sometimes the world trembles around her an' makes it hard to keep her footing.

but she keeps her back straight an' holds up her head like a champ--an' even takes on more weight above her to keep on helpin' beans an' kitties. she has tooken on responsibilities that lotsa beans woulda run screamin' from, but she bears 'em an' does 'em because love bears her up an' gifs her the strength to do them. an' because it's the right thing to do--she's just that kinda bean. we are blest to know her.

we thinks she is a most special lady an' acknowledges her wif an award of our own:


NOTE: this is the first time it is awarded, but we hopes it won't be the last. there are other special beans out there, an' when a really, really special one needs a really, really special award, we hopes you will swipe this graphic an' customize it (or ask mom, she'll do it fur you if yer not up to it). an' if it's a he-bean like NTM, we'll make a "golden telemon" to go wif the caryatid.

HAPPY PURRTHDAY, AUNTIE DEB

HAPPIEST PURRTHDAY TO OUR DEAR AUNTIE DEB!!We wishes you a year fulla love, happiness, health, an' kitties!!

FreAkY fuRrIDay!!!

YOW!!! 

Paging Dr. Daisy!!! Paging Dr. Daisy!!!

MOTHER'S DAY WIN-WIN!!

mom gots nice goodies, an' we gots a fort!! it even has a window in case we hafta shoot laser eyebeams at an approachin' vishus deer!an' we gots some rose petals an' leafs to chew . . . although them stems were a little . . . ummmmmm, well, let's say we din't need toothpicks. :ow!:

look what we got her!!

pretty red roses fur her nose, an'

warm bubbly goodness fur her toes!

well, ok, we din't buy alla the stuff - our bean brofur an' his ladyfurriend did--but we donated all our recent found-inna-laundry-money to help. an' we helped "arrange" the roses an' snoopervise the unpacking an' fillin' of the bubble machine. it is furry loud, so we din't stay around too long when it started spittin' wetness inna air! mom really enjoyed hafin' her feets wet. beans like some strange things, but she's our mom, an' we love her!

the bravest mancat we efur saw

our very own ed, wif his nose under xing's tail. 

you hasta unnerstand--ed would gladly eat xing's liver, wif or wifout a nice chianti or fava beans. an' vice-versa. you should hear her squall when he even looks at her (he does haf an intimidating stare). an' she can hear him lookin' at her from two rooms away! no, she din't hand him his head; she just kept on sleeping. so why she din't wake up is one of the mysteries of the universe, specially 'cause he gave her a few good sniffs before he settled down to nappin'. 

he is furry, furry, furry lucky.
(if you biggify, it'll look like an impressionist painting--it was a cell phone picture.)