Wanna heer the truth abowt that vury hansum pikchur that Momma posted ov me yestaday? I wuz minding mine own bizness and playing wiff mine nip ravioli in the liffing room. Then Momma STOLE it frum me! She took it rite owt ov mine paws and held it up by her silver flashy box so that I wood look at it and started taking pikchurs ov me (wiffowt the flashy lite.) At leest she gave it back afta she got a few not-blurry pikchurs ov me but Momma iz a TOY STEELER!
Efurry aftanoon I nap on the Dorf-tested cat hammock that Momma got frum the Forty Paws gang. It's vury cumftabul and I LUF it. Bebe sleeps efurry nite on the wun in the patio but the liffing room wun iz MINE!
Diamond Emerald-Eyes wuz soooo rite in the comment he left fur me yestaday: "Poor Pumpkin. All I hear is you getting made into pies and bread this weekend. That is terrible, that beans do that to you. Should have hid under bed."
Look what I fownd on the kitchen table (ware I wuzn't supposed to be):
Yup, the box sez Pumpkin Pie.
But I dint make it and it duzn't smell like me. But Momma had it fur brekfest.
I hope efurryone had a vury nice Fanksgiving Day yestaday! Afta I snoopervised wile Grandpaw wuz cutting the turkey, I hid under the bed wiff Bebe and Tiger when all the bisiters arrived so I dint get to eet any turkey or hamm at the party. That's okay tho. Thare's lots and lots ov leftovers and I'll get my share later.
As a speshul treet for all the poodins who had thare fill of turkey and want sumfing different like FISH, here's a video that Momma took last yeer when Aunty Pam and her fambly were bisiting frum San An-tony-o. The whole fambly went to the Pagoda Restaurant fur dinner and it's surrownded by a pond full of koi fishies. They ring a bell when it's time to eet, and all the koi fishies swim over fur thare food. Too bad Momma coodn't bring home a koi fishy fur me!
Tho it LOOKS like I'm begging for a tummy rub, I'm reelly NOT! Touch the tummy and get the bitey! Momma hazn't lerned this yet and gets the bitey all the time. Not a hard bitey, just a soft wun. She sez it's werth it cuz she can't rezist the floofiness!
*sigh* The last few days haz been vury stressful fur us poodins!
FURST flee medy-sins wuz putted on owr neks cuz we got invested wiff FLEEZ agin frum Sammie the biziting woofie. THEN we gotted owr claws clipped! I fink it will take a LOT of naps to recover frum this!
Momma sez I haff a soft poochy belly but I like Tripper's diskripshen much better... he calls it a FURCHIN!<--click on werd to see Trip's explanashun of what's a furchin
But I coodn't reech it! I cood only watch it! LOOK! A BABY LEEZERD! I wunder if hiz hame is George? Momma woodn't help me reech him but cawt him and put him owtside. RATS!
This weekend we had owr furst big CRASH BOOM storm ov the season. The noize dint scare ME cuz I'z a big, brave mancat and I napped on the cowch in the liffing room like usual.
But when the sky went BOOM, Pumpkin ran and hid under the bed all nite!
Momma finks this is the funniest cartoon she effer seen on YouTube! It wuz on Cute Overload a cuppula weeks ago and the link wuz posted on the Catblogosphere but heer it iz agin:
The man who made this must live wiff a poodin cuz he knows whut we haff to go thru to get owr brekfest!
I'm a ginger kitty and I live wiff Tiger and Sophie as well as Benson, the woofie who lives owtside. We effen got owr vury own fev-ver maker, Quincy. Mine kitty momma losted me on 10/29/05 when I wuz 2-weeks-old and then I came to live wiff mine noo Momma. She sed I'm spoiled but I'm just SPESHUL!
Momma sez I haff a soft poochy belly but I like Tripper's diskripshen much better... he calls it a FURCHIN! <--click on werd to see Trip's explanashun of what's a furchin
But I coodn't reech it! I cood only watch it!
