Tuesday Trifecta

Kitties!

Johnny here.

Me and Mommy did some science.

Here are the results:

Between grilled chicken, Gerber's turkey, and tuna...I prefer tuna!

What do you like best for a snack?

Happy Tuesday!

XX  Johnson  XX

She's HOME!

Kitties!

Jimmy John James here.

After elebenty billion days ten long hours of waiting, Mommy is back home where she belongs--on the sofa with me hugging her feets.  Truthfully, Mommy's lap is fine for a nap, but in my humble opinion, nothing beats a good schtinky foot for a pillow.

Unless it's a shoe...

Happy Friday!

XX  TJ  XX

One Word Wednesday

CATmouflage!

Happy Humpday!

XX  TJ, The Cat Who Wasn't There  XX

Our Mommy the Vet?

Kitties! 

 Johnny here.

We had forgotten all about the fact Daddy took some picture of our humiliation exams when Rupert and I were about to be tortured dropped off for our dental cleanings last month.  

But here they are--better late than never, right?

The vet listened to our hearts...

...and she invited Mommy to listen to mine!

I have a very mild heart murmur, just a little squeak every so often.  Dr. Auggie heard it and thought Mommy would be interested in hearing what it sounded like--she was--but naturally as soon as she put the stethoscope on I intentionally stopped the squeak, so all Mommy got to hear was my normal ba-BUP ba-BUP ba-BUP.

Kitties, opportunities like this to thwart your peeps' desires can make a vet visit worthwhile!

Well, almost.
As long as the thermometer stays in the drawer...

Happy Monday!

XX  John and Rupert  XX

No Contest

Kitties!

Tiny J here.

I have just one question:

Who's the best-looking kitty on these sheets?

Happy Tuesday!

XX  Johnson  XX

Monday Mystery

Kitties!  

Johnny here.

I'm taking a moment to ponder something Highly Weird. 

 Picture this: I was in the litter box, doing "stuff"--because Mommy had just scooped and we all know how irresistible clean sand is--and when I turned around to cover...well...my deposit was GONE!

Vanished.

Vamoosed.

Nothing to show for my efforts.

Nobody else around, just me, Mommy and her bucket, and a still-pristine box.  What happened?  Did I even pee?  Am I losing my mind?  Bladder control?

Kitties, I am completely flummoxed...any ideas?

Happy Monday!

Slow News Day

Kitties!

Johnny And Rupert here.

We're watching our bro CC run around like his tail's on fire...

...there he goes!

And that was the most exciting thing that happened, all day.

Happy Friday!

XX  Tiny J and Roop-a-Doop  XX

Plaintive Selfie

Kitties!

Tony Johnson here.

What am I mewing for in this photo--

Food?

Love?

The camera to go away?

You Decide.

Happy Sunday!

XX  TJ  XX

for more fun Selfies click HERE!

Make-Up Movie

Kitties!

Johnny here, with a MOVIE.

Mommy felt pretty bad about posting a rerun picture suitably punished by my Buns of Disrespect™ in Monday's post, so she decided to add to my humiliation make it up to me by making a shaky screechy live action film.

Turn up the sound, I talk!

or click HERE

What do you think...should I forgive and forget, or punish Mommy further?

Happy Wednesday!

XX  Johnny  XX

Frenemies, or: Strange Bedfellows

Kitties!

This just in:

The Unheard Of has happened:

Johnson and The Baby were seen snoozing on the table, OBLIVIOUS of each other!

Since John's fondest heart's desire is to eat Bibby, we found it strange that she wasn't the one in the oven...

Mommy made another terribly exiting movie:

or click HERE

So, is the world coming to an end, or what?

Happy Monday!

XX  Wibbly Wooberton and Big Dummy  XX

The Bone Thief

Kitties!

All was not wine and roses toys and beddies in the parcel from Finland.

There was this horribly nefarious item as well--a Kitchen Towel.

As you can see, our nekkid pal Seppo put up a valiant battle to prevent it from being sent across the ocean to PURRsecute us!

Mommy thought the best way to show off the instrument of torture would be to drape it on us like a little saddle.

You can imagine *just* how well this hair-brained idea worked out:

Rupert lost his head...

May Ling Lost her bones...

and poor John almost lost the will to live.

At least MOMMY had fun.

pöh.

Happy Thursday!

XX  Rupert, May Ling, and Johnny  XX

Floofy Friday

Kitties!

Tiny Johnson here, with a sad announcement:

I am a Condemned Kat.

Because next Wednesday, terrible things are going to occur.

All my floof is gonna go POOF!

Mommy made the call for my annual shave, so the only thing left floofy on me will be four of these: 

my feets.

*big sigh*

Kitties, the HOTS are coming and the time to get nekkid is nigh.  Me and Maui both quite enjoy our yearly deforestation--we prance around like kittens for days afterwards--and both our fur suits are so thick and dense it only makes sense to take 'em off and go nood for the season.

Of course there will be photos...

Happy Friday!

XX  Johnny  XX

Sir Fluffalump

A Story in Pictures...

Happy Wednesday!

XX  Johnny Fluffer McPants  XX

Moody Mancat Monday

Kitties!

The Three Mancateers here...Johnny, CC, and Scouty.

We were congregating on the bed one evening, having a Top Secret Mancat Meeting when Mommy rudely barged in on us.  Naturally, we shot our lasers beams to scare her away!

Undeterred, she managed another shot but it was so badly lit that we had to turn it into a black-n-white photo--but you know what--we really like it!  We think it lends a certain mysterious quality to our fursons...

What do you think?

Happy Monday!

XX  The Three Mancateers  XX

Caturday Chundering

Kitties!

Johnny here.

Mommy gave me this great new box and said I was lucky to get it...because two nights this week I've woken her up emitting the dreaded Upchuck Gurgle and for some reason interrupted sleep doesn't thrill her.  I'll tell you what doesn't thrill me: being rudely rousted out of my cozy spot right next to Mommy's pillow when I'm just about to yak!  Really, who wants to barf on an impermeable tile floor?  Where's the challenge, the artistry, in that?

Mommy is a heathen.

Happy Caturday!

XX  Hairball Hurlin' TJ  XX

Mancat, Molested

Kitties!

Johnny here.

So, there I was, sound asleep in my box, the wind gently whiffing through my furs, when Mommy saw me.

I was doomed.

or click HERE

It's a good thing I love my Mommy...

And check out my tongue at 00:50--I've got a freckle too!

Happy Monday!

XX  Long-Suffering TJ  XX

More Than Meets the Eye...

Kitties!

Scouty here.

This is a picture of Me-Inna-Box...

...and so much more!

1.  Do you see Johnny in the background?  He is ELEBENTY kinds of jellus that *I* am in this box and not him.  No matter that the larger, more accommodating (for John's ginormous girth) is vacant; he wants the box that I'm in, the one with the nice cozy Squash Factor.

2.   Check out all the little cardboard bits strewn about--those are my toothywork.  No box is nap-worthy without "renovations".

3.  The blue bowls?  EMPTY!!!!  Mommy has some cockamamie idea about us not having endless bowls full of kibble anymore and we get portions nowadays.  So unfair.

4.  Mommy is much closer to me than it looks like in this photo...lately I've been allowing her to get Seriously Close to me,  Like, almost within touching distance!  Not that she would try to pet me or anything, but still.

So I guess this photo was worth a thousand (162, actually) words, huh?

Happy Thursday!

XX  Scouty  XX

The Box

Kitties!

The Man in the Brown Shorts brought us a box.

Mommy got the stuff that was inside the box...some silly coffee brewer thingy...but naturally the box was the best part of the delivery and Mommy put it out on the Catio for our amusement.

There was some discussion about possession...

...but not for long!

Johnny is the Chief Box Investigator around here and never shirks his duty.

::testing::

The verdict?

This box is completely acceptable for all feline activities, including napping, spying, snoozing, lurking, lounging, and just general hanging out.

Oh, and peeking!

Happy Monday!

XX  TJ and CC  XX

Investigation

Kitties!

CC here.

The other day when I was out on the catio I saw something that was verreh disturbing:

My best buddy John had LOST HIS HEAD!

ha ha ha ha ha!!!

Well...not literally headless...although he *was* a bit gaga over Mommy's shoe.  I was so relieved his cranium hadn't capered off that I had to sit for a moment and collect myself.

Soon Johnny found another attraction--and Mommy got her shoe back!

Happy Thursday!

XX  CC, P.I.  XX

The Shoe--a Story in Pictures

Happy Wednesday!

XX  Tiny Johnson, aka "Mister Shoe"  XX