One Word Wednesday

~~Cozy~~

Happy Hump Day!

XX  TJ  XX

Two-Fur Tuesday

Kitties!

Sweet Pea and Rupert here.

We like to snuggle--in the heaty box, in the sunny garden window, in the middle of the day.

There's no such thing as too much warmth!

Happy Twosday!

XX  Snuggle Pea and Roasty Toasty Rupert  XX

A Sly Look

Kitties!

Sylvester here.

I'm doing the Sunday Selfie this week...

...but not from this side!

Lemme just get the camera in proPURR PAWsition, and

*click*

 voila!

Happy Sunday!

XX  Sylvester, a.k.a. "Sly"  XX

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Sly Remarks

Kitties!

Sylvester here.

Say, didja like the title of this post, Sly Remarks?  It's a play-pun on my nickname, and I thought it up all by myself!

Anyhoo, it's time for Sunday Selfies so I better get cracking:

*click*

Rats...I moved.

These selfies are tough to do!

OK, lemme give this another try:

*click* 

There!

I like this one and I hope you do, too.

Happy Sunday!

XX  Sly, er, SYLvester  XX

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Caturnapperday

Kitties!

shhhhhhhhhhhh...kitty napping-inna-box!

Shall we get closer?

Look--Bibby Bibberton has a tiny speck of cat litter stuck to her nose!

**hee hee**

Happy Caturday!

XX  The Sleepy Baby  XX

Thursday Takeover?

Kitties!

The dining table heaty boxes are highly contested sleepy spots.

Here we have a Black Tuxedo-Man inna box.

And in the adjacent box, a pretty Whitester.

Despite Mommy's efforts at parity, all boxes are apparently not upholstered alike: 

uh oh.

Sylvester wants Sweet Pea's spot.

Good luck with that one, buddy...

...from the look on Miss Pea's face it appears she's not on board with that idea!

Happy Thursday!

XX  Sylvester and The Pea  XX

Table Takeover

Kitties! 

 Felix here, with a confession.

Actually, it's not our confession as much as it is a Declaration:

*ahem*

Hear ye, hear ye!  

The dining room table is ours! 

Daddy put three heated beddies up here plus this nice cozy blankie--what did the people think was gonna happen?

Heat a beddy and cats will come.

Good luck trying to eat a meal here... 

Henceforth, this table shall be known as "The Hot Box Farm".

Now all I need is to snag one of those hot beds for myself--I wonder if any of these lazy slugabeds are going to move soon?

Happy Monday!

XX  Felix  XX

pee ess: sorry about the photo quality, they were snapped in a hurry on Daddy's phone in low light.

Sylvester, Solo

Kitties!

Sylvester here.

Hello.

The heaty pad is on--once again--for the cool season and we've implemented a complicated hotly contested roster of who gets it, when, and for how long.  Mommy will have to implement some more hot boxes, and soon, or it's gonna be complete pandemonium around here.

Because I've decided not to budge.

Or share.

However, I *will* share a Sunday Selfie photo...

::whoops, too close::

There!

Purrfect.

Now, back to my cozy hot solo nap.

Happy Heaty Sunday!

XX  Sylvester  XX

One Word Wednesday

Sleepy.

Happy Wednesday!

XX Snoozin' Maui  XX

Keeping Cosy

Kitties!

Rupert here.

The temperatures on the Catio plummeted to a bone-chilling 73℉ today, so I was forced to employ Drastic Measures to keep warm.

Meet Drastic Measures: 

My bro, CC!

We shared the Heated Box...as well as body heat.

Between the two of us we managed to survive...

only to be assaulted by the pawpurrazzi!

sheesh.

Happy Thursday!

XX  Rupert and CC  XX

Mommy Visited Me!

Kitties!

The Baby here, from Cat Hospital Jail.

Mommy has been visiting me every day.  

I am sooooo happy to see her that I fluff out my tail and joyously shoot fur all over.

Mommy gives me scritchies and zoom grooms me.  The vet said I'd been laying in my litter box (any port in a storm) so she'd given me an empty one to nest in...and Wednesday Mommy brought in MY purrsonal cardboard box from home with a freshly laundered fleece liner and the cushy pad!  I hopped right in and made biscuits...

The pain patch works really well--I wanted to explore and jump all over the room but for some reason that made Mommy and the vet nervous.  Party poopers.

Anyway, The vet says I'm recovering very well, and that I can finally have some food to eat (I'm getting intravenous nutrition right now) since my innertube should be sealed up and there's no sign of internal infection.  No word back on the biopsies yet, but Mommy says "one thing at a time" so I'm just gonna sleep and heal so's I can go home on Saturday.   

I want to say thank you for all of your love, purrs, and support throughout my ordeal...it's helped immeasurably, knowing how many friends care.   

And now, I must nap.

Happy Friday!

XX The Baby  XX

Wednesday is Wash Day

Kitties!

Sylvester here.

Can you find me amongst all this...piled up crap stuff in the laundry room?

Despite all the detritus I like the heaty bed in here...the garden window is getting a wee tad chilly at night.  I'm in here every morning, waiting for Mommy; she always makes a big fuss over me and we talk about all sorts of stuff.  I chirp and purr and when she gives my bottom some nice firm whacks I ME-OW with happiness!  

Nothing starts your day off right like a fun and invigorating spanking.

Happy Wednesday!

XX  Sylvester  XX

Serene Sunday

Kitties!

The Baby here, and I have fantabulous news to report:

Hot Box Season has begun!

Daddy scored a nice used dresser a while back, and it's become a favorite spot for lounging (and collecting dust, apparently.) 

Originally Mommy put the little tapestry mat out for us to lay on but it was slickery so she added a rubber gripper underneath.  We love to hang out up here and it's become the new grooming area.  Then, last week Mommy added a soft fleece binky on the corner with a surprise filling in the folds--a heaty pad!  It was pure, warm, unbeatable bliss.

Enter Daddy.

Daddy is famous* for taking something and elevating it to a whole new level of awesomeness and the heaty fleecy bed was no exception...he took one look at it and said "The Baby needs a box for her new bed", and he rummaged around in the garage until he found one just the right size, after cutting the flaps off. 

Then he cut a slit in one corner, and Mommy put a snazzy blue rubber gripper down to hold the box in place.  

Et voila!, one incredibly relaxing place to repose. 

Kitties, this heaty box is the Epitome of  Ease, enabler of Superlative Slumber!

Plus it's a good place for a candlelight Hot Cat boudoir shot...

Happy Sunday!

XX  The Baby  XX

*At the Lounge

Hot Cats in a Cold Climate

Kitties!

KonaKitty here.

You might be wondering why there's a fleece-lined box top in the Big Cat Tree.

I wouldn't blame you if you though that our crazypants Daddy put it up here--because he DID!

But there's a perfectly sane reason, check it out: 

See the cord there?  There's a heaty pad underneath the fleece liner in the box top!

We had some pretty darn cold weather move in yesterday, and Daddy didn't want us to be chilly when we nap, so he set up heaty beds and boxes for us all over the house.  I generally sleep in the tree if I sleep indoors, so he made sure there was one for me to toast my old bones.

AND he put the tie dye stool there for a leaping aid.

Daddy totally rocks.

(Hi Sylvester!)

This is Mommy's bedroom, which as you can see is actually for us.

Our wet food feeding station is by the sliding doors and the ESS, our kibble tower (hi Rupert!) is by the water fountain, and the chair with the pillow is where May Ling sleeps at night. 

Oh, the bed is ours, too.

Do you see the weird space-pod looking thingys hanging over the head board?  Those are the controllers for Mommy's electric mattress pad.

Mommy doesn't want us to have paw and ear-sicles, so she leaves it on "low" all day for us! 

And at night she cranks it up to"blast furnace", which we love.

Yesterday morning Mommy woke up with six of us in bed with her;  Rupert and CC tucked under her right arm, Sweet Pea under her left, me and Grayce by her feet, and Salem up by the pillow! 

Johnny sleeps with Daddy at night.  Daddy flails a lot when he sleeps, but John's big enough to hold his own and not get launched when Daddy levitates and stuff.

During the day Johnny sleeps on Mommy's bed where it's considerably calmer.

Hmmmm, kitties, I'm feeling peckish, I think I'll say ciao for now... 

...besides, it's Rupert's turn for the heaty box.

Happy Sunday!

XX  KonaKitty  XX