HALLOWEEN CREATURE FEATURE!

Kitties!

Happy Halloween!

We have some mighty frightening creatures here in the desert...guaranteed to scare the fur pants right offa you!

Please shield young kittens and squeamish humans from the following photos:

Mister Kadiddle Hopper!

Mommy is terrified of these.

Sidewinder Rattlesnake--notice something missing from the tip of the tail?  We chewed the rattles off before Mommy took it away from us!

She's a real buzz kill, sometimes. 

Johnny and his Desert Hairy Scorpion--sadly, Scorpions are not good at playing a long time.

The Little Brown Bat that Could!

Almost scare the poop out of Mommy, that is.

A Tarantula!  

 He was meandering down the hall at work, so Mommy scooped him into the jar and released him outdoors.

Missus Black Widow, with her potential children.

These Ladies are Bad News.  Daddy sprays poison to kill them and Mommy smashes them with her shoe. They are worse than rattlesnakes--at least with a snake bite there's antivenin shots; a Black Widow bite would kill us.

Speaking of dead, here's a dead cockroach.  Which is how most of 'em end up after WE see 'em!

They don't taste good though.  We leave the carcasses for Daddy to clean up.

A Praying Mantis!

We are Not Allowed to eat these; something about being good for the environment, blah blah blah.

Whatever.

And now, the Most Terrifying Creature of them all...

The STYLISH MOMMY!

aaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!

Happy Halloween Monday!

XX  The Kreepy Katnip Lounge Kats  XX

Slurping Sunday

Kitties!

Rupert here, patiently waiting my turn.

Mommy put down a plate of chikkun in gravy.

Sylvester was all over it like white on rice.

*lick lick (giant mouthful) GULP*

*smackety smack lickety lick lick YUM*

What?

He pigged down half the plate in no time flat!

Daddy told him to give me a turn.

I ate the other half, and MUCH more neatly, too.

Rats.  

Happy Sunday!

XX  Rupert & Sylvester  XX

pee ess:  Thank you all so much for the purrs, get well wishes, and scoldings!  Mommy is feeling well enough to return to the salt mines work today, her back is still stiff, but nowhere nearly as bad as before.  We are pretty sure she's learned her lesson about heavy furniture!

CC has a Message!

Kitties!

CC here, with some Important News!

Mommy is old.

No, that's not the news.

What IS the news is that Mommy is incredibly moronic and tried to move a full dresser all by herself.

Naturally, she strained her back.  This is where the "Old" thingy factors in.  Mommy has been moaning and groaning and cripping around, clutching her hiney.

This is pretty worrysome.

Will she still be able to scrub my tummy? 

I love having my tummy scrubbed at night, I start herding Mommy towards the bedroom every evening as soon as it gets dark.

Mommy, please feel better soon! 

Your Little Sea Monster needs you.

XX  CC  XX

From Mommy:  Boy, is getting older a pain...literally.  I'm on the mend, but I'm very thankful for the pain pills left over from my surgery earlier this year.  Our commenting is going to be curtailed for the next little bit as I do best flat on my back and it's hard to type; I do have several concerned parties to nurse me along at all times.  That, or they enjoy the heating pad.  Don't fret, we'll still be posting and I have a new Georgette Heyer Regency downloaded on my Kindle.

And CC, you know nothing would keep me from your nightly tummy scrubbins, sweet boy!

In Which Daddy Angers the Evil Hummerbird...

Kitties!

Daddy has been photographing the Evil Hummerbird a lot lately.

And guess what--he doesn't like the flashy box EITHER!

Oh for Burd's sake Mister, you're out here again?

You're practically a tweetin' stalker!

Get a life, I tell you.

Maybe if I give you the Hummerbird Stare of Death you'll go away.

No? 

You leave me with no other choice, then.

I CRAP at you!

So there.

This is another fine example of the Hummerbird's Evilness.

Besides using foul language and dive bombing kitties, they poop offensively.

Good grief.

Happy Friday!

XX  The Lounge Kats  XX

Toe Jam!

Kitties!

Felix here.

Daddy moved his office out of the Great Room into one of the bedrooms, and he bought a new desk!

Naturally, we've all been checking out the snoopervising possibilities.

Hmmmm, this strategically placed box has a nice cozy towel in it!

How convenient.

I'll just have a little wash.

*gnaw gnaw chew PUUUUULLLLLL smack*

*thlurrrrrrrp*

WHAT!?!  You were photographing me!?!

Daddy, you're gonna ruin my street cred.

How embarrassing.

Happy Thursday!

XX  Felix  XX

Anatomy of a Ambush--Just a Few words on Wednesday

Kitties!

The Green Line was recently the scene of a drive-by whapping.

::paw paw fishfishfish paw scrape::

::streeeeeeeetch::

::peek::

::WHAP!::

One step for Rupert...

...and one giant leap for Catkind!

Mad dash!

Mad Cat.

Happy Wednesday!

XX  Sylvester & Rupert  XX

How White Cats Turn Beige, or, Can you Dig It?

Kitties!

The Baby here.

Sometimes, when I'm outside, I have a Crazypants Attack!

Today I was overcome when I was hanging out in the mulch by the Mexican Honeysuckle.

I had to give the bark the bitey!

I made wild Airplane Ears!

Then I saw Invisible Bugs...you all know what I'm talking about.

I couldn't take it anymore...

...I had to DIG!

I flung dirt and mulch everywhere.

Kitties, it was verreh satisfying.

But all good things come to an end.

When the Crazypantsedness was finished I tipped over to rest.

Until next time...

Happy Tuesday!

XX  The Baby  XX

aka "Filthy Dirty Whitey"