Floofy Friday
	 
    
    
     
    Mine tale is vury floofy.
 And THIS is what happens when I swoosh it when Momma is taking a pikchur.
 Hehe, too fast fur the flashy box to focus!
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	 Bebe Squillion Was Saved!
	 
    
    
     
    Afta the terribull accident that befell mine squillion last week, The Lady performed rekon-struk-tiff serjery and put him back togethur -- well more or less.
Sum peeces are missing but he's mostly whole agin and he's happy to be back together.
 And I'm happy to haff him back. But he has to liff on the shelf behind the glass doors now so he duzzen't fall down agin. 
I gess Bebe Squillion is down to 8 lives now but he's heer to celebrate Squillions Day along wiff our virtual squillion, Marigold.
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	 Man Cat On the Job
	 
    
    
     
    Being a man cat takes a lot of time.
 Yawn.
 Stretch.
 Go back to napping.
 I fink I deserve overtime pay for werking so hard!
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	 Formerly Feral Friday
	 
    
    
     
    When I wuz fownd more than 2 yeers ago, I wuz vury dirty afta crawling arownd all day in Aunty Leona's yard looking fur mine lost kitty momma. I coodn't see good, mine paws wuz caked wiff mud and I had flees. This pikchur wuz taken the day afta I moved into mine fureffer home.
A week later, afta drinking lots ov KMR, I grew a little bigger and I'm a lot cleener than affore.

Labels: baby Pumpkin, formerly feral Friday, KMR saved mine life
        
    
   
  
  
  
  
  
 
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
     
    
    
	 
	 Poor Dead Squillion
	 
    
    
     
    Uh, oh! Pumpkin's Momma here. Look what I found when I got home from work today:


This used to be Bebe's lookalike squillion that Sparky Fuzzypants included as part of his secret paws package.
SOMEBODY (most likely my little climbing monster, Pumpkin) knocked him off the shelf and he smashed to pieces when he hit the Chinese chest below. Pumpkin MIGHT be innocent because Bebe is known to climb too and if Tiger sees a lizard or bug on the ceiling, he'll climb on the shelf to reach it. The only for sure innocent kitty is Blackie since she NEVER goes into the living room. Rest in pieces Bebe squllion!Labels: dead squillion, SOMEBODY was bad
        
    
   
  
  
  
  
  
 
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
 
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
     
    
    
	 
	 Tummy Tuesday
	 
    
    
     
    Momma dint go to werk yestaday. Sumfing abowt it being Purrsidense Day. So she layed in bed and red her book and when her eyes got tired, she napped. And I helped. But she sed I'm a bed hog. Well, too bad! I like to stretch owt when I'm napping!
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	 Midnight Monday - Golden Eyes
	 
    
    
     
    Heh, The Lady has a reely hard time getting a decent pikchur of me. If she uses the flashy lite, mine eyes get all glowy.

If she turns OFF the flashy lite, I get all blurry.

The trick is to take mine pikchur when I'm sitting in the sun. THEN you can see how purrty and golden mine eyes reely are!

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	 Friday Fun
	 
    
    
     
    Since paper toys yooshully don't survive getting wet, try giffing yore krinkle ball a baff insted. They LIKE baffs!


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	 Happy Valentine's Day!
	 
    
    
     
    I wore mine hart neklace to celebrate Valentine's Day... at leest fur a little wile. Then I tried to put the bitey on it so Momma took it off.
 HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!Labels: Valentine's Day, waring mine hart neklace
        
    
   
  
  
  
  
  
 
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
 
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
     
    
    
	 
	 Paper Balls
	 
    
    
     
    It's not a good idear to give paper balls a baff. It gets drownded and falls apart and yu end up wiff a wet peece of paper that yu can't play wiff.


Insted of making a paper ball tonite, Momma folded wun up to make a birdie.

This is called a crane. I bet if THIS gets a baff, it won't fall apart!


Update: 
This is what Momma fownd when she came home frum werk today:
 Yep, I gave mine paper crane a baff! He din't fall apart but he got all soggy and now Momma has to make me a noo wun! 
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	 Frisky Friday
	 
    
    
     
    Must. Catch. Camera strap!


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	 Wordless Wenzday - Baby Tiger
	 
    
    
     
    
Labels: baby Tiger, wordless Wenzday