One Word Wednesday

Cuties!

Happy Wednesday!

XX  Sylvester, The baby, and Felix  XX

Toofy Tuesday

Kitties!

May Ling here, just hanging around, enjoying the sun!

Uh oh, here comes Daddy with the camera...at least the flash will be off, I'm in a good sunbeam here.

Yes, I see you Daddy!

I'm splaying my toes because I'm happy.

What's that?  You need me to smile?

OK, let me lick my lips first.

Daddy:  Say Sardine!  

SARDEEEEEEEEEN!

What?

I said "Sardine" just like you asked!

Oh.  I wasn't supposed to shout?

Where's the fun in that!?!

Daddy:  Let's try it again.  Say Treaties! 

Treaties!

How was that one?  Good?

Good!

Let's do one more for Justin Case. 

Excuse me while I take a moment to freshen up...ready!

Daddy:  Say Meeze! 

Meeeeeeze!

Daddy:  Purrfect!

Of course it is, Daddy.  Now pet me!

Happy Tuesday!

XX  May Ling  XX

Monocle Monday

Kitties!

Salem here, with a State of My Sight report.

Last week Daddy noticed that my left eye was all crusty.  I knew I should have gotten busy and washed my face before he woke up--then he never would have seen it!  Oh, who am I kidding, Daddy is the Chief Eye Booger Cleaner around here, he was bound to see my gooey eye eventually.  (Mommy is the Nose Booger Checker, in case you wondered what she was good for.)

Mommy looked at my eye, and it wasn't too red, so they decided to just monitor it.  This meant I was examined a half a zillion times throughout the day, you know, just the sort of attention we Cats detest love.

Meh. 

Later, Mommy squirted saline in it to wash it out.

I was NOT impressed.

The next day my eye was still red so Daddy crammed me into the dreaded carrier and carted me off to the vet!  I was very quiet in the car and in the examination room.  The vet was very nice to me, and when I got a shot, it didn't hurt--and I got drops to put in my squinty eye. 

The worst part of the whole ordeal was that I got weighed!  

I am a svelte 12.7 pounds.  Daddy (that traitor!) told Mommy the news along with my Eye Report.

Mommy decided this was a good reason for a new nickname; "Winky Waddler"!

She's an inaccurate poopyhead.

I don't waddle, I SWAY!  Saucily.  And I'm not winky anymore, either, because my eye is all better.

So there!

Of course, I can't stay mad for long...

...she does have the thumbs.

Happy Monday!

XX  Salem  XX

Easy Sunday Snapshots

Kitties!

It's been busy around here lately.

What with Sweet Pea and May Ling's whizz wars, Sylvester and Felix's skirmish, and Salem's eye infection (drops twice daily and a vet visit), we are gonna take it easy today!

We're gonna hang out on the Lotus tree.  Do you see the heaty pad?  Bliss.

Daddy always needs casual supervision.  There's three of us so it won't be too taxing.

Hanging on the skyway is always a good option.

So is circle scowling!

And there's always looking cute.

We hope you have a nice relaxing day too...

  Happy Sunday!

XX  All of Us  XX

Pee Ess:  Daddy says "Thank you" for all your lovely comments on his weight loss!

Not Sick Any More Saturday

Kitties!

KonaKitty here, with a really great story.

Once upon a time, when I was a teeny tiny kitten, I was rescued from the big bad cold Outdoors by a man and a lady that became my Daddy and Mommy.  I was terrified when I was gotcha'd--but there was a humongous white kitty named Fuzzy who took me under his paw and taught me that people can be very nice.  Fuzzy was a wonderful brother.  He even let me nurse on him!

Fuzzy passed on at the ripe old age of 19, he had diabetes and was insulin dependent for the last seven years of his life.  Mommy gave him his shot every morning before breakfast and he never complained.

I sure miss him.

There is another Important Person in my life who has diabetes, too--my Daddy.  However, Daddy is not insulin dependent (Thank Cod), in fact he doesn't need to take medicine any more, either!  Because earlier this year he decided he was tired of feeling awful, and he and Mommy decided to change how they ate.

They started with an HCG diet and did six weeks of lean protein, tons of vegetables, and only 500 calories a day.  Surprisingly, neither one of them were too hungry, and Daddy started feeling better almost right away.  When the six weeks were up they went to a whole foods eating plan, with an emphasis on FRESH food, lots of fruits and veggies, minimal meat and dairy, and no fast food or processed food.  And portion control.

So far he's lost SIXTY pounds! 

His laboratory numbers are good and he feels great as long as he doesn't eat "crap", or too much.  Mommy had to buy him all new clothes because his pants kept falling down, and pretty soon he's gonna need another new set!

This is Daddy today.

You might be able to tell he's a Bears fan!

(He usually doesn't look this stern, he was just being silly.)

Kitties, I am so happy that Daddy is FORMERLY diabetic.  

He says food made him sick, and now food is making him well.  

 I don't want to lose another family member to this awful disease.

Daddy, keep up the good work, and the chin scritchies...we all love you.

Happy Saturday!

XX  KonaKitty  XX

Friday Fracas!

Kitties!

Our new Cat Tree came!   

You guys suggested we get one to add more vertical space and help May Ling and Sweet Pea get along and not pee/spray inappropriately. 

While Felix was checking out the upper perches, Maui strolled up to try out the lower house. 

Salem hopped up for a preliminary assessment, too.

Maui left, and everything was copacetic... 

...until Sylvester arrived.

Sylvester and Felix do not get along.  They "play" the Creeping Game, following each other around, stalking, and weirding each other out. 

Most of the time it's pretty tame. 

But not this time! 

They took the argument out to the catio...

...where things got out of hand and they actually FOUGHT!

There was fur flying and lots and LOTS of Cat Swearing.

Mommy had to squirt them with the Dreaded Water Bottle to break it up and they got time outs in separate rooms.  Daddy calmed them down and checked 'em out...neither one appears to be hurt.

But somecat sprayed the new Cat Tree last night!

*sigh*

It's always something.  

At least Sweet Pea and May Ling's antipathy has simmered down, the medicine has helped Sweet Pea's anxiety so May Ling is happier too.   (Mommy says Thank Cod for pill pockets!)  The three new boxes are getting lots of use, and we're all enjoying the extra play time.  So three paws forward and one paw back...

It's a good thing Mommy and Daddy love us, or it would be the sausage factory for sure--or so they say.

Scouty says more like the Stew Pot.

Happy Friday!

XX  The Lounge Kats  XX

Thanksgiving Squab

 Kitties!

We had a Kibble Stuffed Pigeon for Thanksgiving dinner:

Unfortunately, he was the Dinner Guest.

Rats.

We did get HAM though...

We are thankful today for good health, good friends, and a good home to live in; and we wish the same for all of you.

Happy Thanksgiving Thursday!

XX  The Katnip Lounge Kats, Mommy and Daddy  XX

One Word Wednesday

Stacked!

Happy Wednesday!

XX  Felix, Sweet Pea, Rupert, Sylvester, May Ling & Salem  XX

Trashy Tuesday!

Kitties!

Felix here.

I'm snoopervising up a storm!

Whew.  I've been at this for, like, two whole minutes.  I'm bored.

Let's see if Daddy has thrown anything away that I need to inspect. 

Hmmmm.

Holy Cod!

There's WAX PAPER in here! 

DADDY!!!!!  How could you throw wax paper away!

What an incompetent nincompoop.

I guess I'll have to get it myself. 

Oh my...there's several pieces in here.  I think Daddy's yearly performance review is going to be chock full o'demerits.

He KNOWS all wax needs to be chewed Quality Tested before disposal! 

And what is this!?!  Sticky paper?

Yes, I do believe it is!  Things are going from Bad to Worse.

This has gone beyond the pale.  I cannot believe Daddy's blatant trash transgressions!

*must bite sticky paper* 

Ahem.

Sorry about that, I get a little carried away when sticky paper is involved...

*sigh*

I guess I'll have to conduct a Trash re-training session. 

HEY!

This isn't what I had in mind!

I may be in trouble...

Happy Tuesday!

XX  Felix  XX

Maniac Monday!

Kitties!

Maui here.

Daddy went to WalMart and he bought something for us!

Hmmm, what's this?

A new ESS? 

Excellent!

Time for a test drive.

Yep, the stalking and leaping potential is superb.  Check.

The sisal is woven in a nice big berber pattern and has better-than-average gription. 

Double Check!

The height is right... 

I can balance with only one foot on the floor.  Check.

The dangly fevver toy in the upside-downy part is INTACT.

Super Duper Extra Check!

Sanitary carpet.

No barf stains or dried dribble.  Check.

In fact, the carpet smells like...like...like VALERIAN ROOT! 

Oh wow, man...checkaroonie ding dong!

Kitties, this is certainly a six-checker ESS. 

And as we felines know, six checks are the Epitome of Excellence in Cat Parlance.

Whew, I'm thirsty! 

All that work, those big words...and the cottonmouth from the Root.

Back to the new, approved, six-checker ESS. 

Ooooh!  It's good for wiping my lips, too...could this ESS be worthy of SEVEN checks? 

 You decide!

Happy Monday!

XX  Maui  XX