Not Gonna Look

Kitties!

The Baby here.

Please note the power cord--yup, there's a heaty pad in the crow's cat's nest!

Mommy put it there just for me.

Still doesn't mean I'll look at her for a photo...

Happy WhitesterDay!

XX  Hot Kat  XX

Kozy Kitten

Kitties!

Johnny here.

I was snoozing on the bed when Mommy went to make it--and instead of moving me she was kind enough to simply pull the covers over and make a little breathing tunnel.  It was so warm and cozy I stayed in there all afternoon!

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Mommy is such a Good Egg.

Happy Monday!

XX  Tiny Troll Johnson  XX

Catio Improvements

Kitties!

Mommy moved the small carpet that was in her bedroom out onto the Catio when Daddy mopped the floors last Thursday, where it has remained, continuously occupied, ever since.

We're here to tell you that a rug sure beats the dickens outta lounging on the bare hard concrete*--as you can see in our header we've had carpet on the Catio before but this one is lightweight and will dry quickly if if gets wet from the rain (or barfed on, a virtual certainty)--so Mommy relented said we can keep it out here.

She also moved our cat trees around (inside and out) and reconfigured all our beddies (freshly washed!) and shelves and sleeping boxes** so we have some new/old things to explore and occupy our tiny minds.

So, even though our Mommy is a heinously sarcastic woman, we're gonna let her slide just this once and admit we love her and all that she does for us.

Happy Tuesday!

XX  Salem, TJ, CC, and Rupert  XX

*because there is absolutely nowhere else to lounge in comfort.

**perhaps one should ignore the preceding footnote...

The Things We See!

Kitties!

So, here's what happened to Daddy...and no worries, there are NO PHOTOS in the post of his injury, or anything gross.

OK.  Mommy and Daddy are swapping the second bedroom and the office, which means furniture moving, which means shifting Daddy's Massive Desk, which has HAD a giant piece of glass on it to protect the wood.  Mommy had ideas on how to move the glass (which already had a large crack in it) involving tape and blankets...but Daddy, being impatient, had other ideas and without saying anything to Mommy he tried to take it of the desk.  In sock feet, with his bare hands!  No gloves or shoes...what a moron.

Mommy heard the terrible crash, and then "uh oh" from Daddy--never an optimistic statement--and she shot off the sofa to find Daddy in the middle of trillions of sharp shards of glass and pouring blood!  Mommy is good in a crisis though, she tossed Daddy a towel, told him to apply direct pressure and hold his hand above his heart while she ran for his shoes and her car keys.  Fortunately the broken glass was contained in the office so they made sure none of us were in there (as IF, after the explosion from the Terrible Crash), shut the doors and took off to the emergency room.

Daddy was very lucky.  The glass cut a 2cm x 1cm flap on the top of his right hand, but missed anything critical--no veins or tendons severed.  The ER doc put in seven stitches and said Daddy can take 'em out himself in a week!  Mommy went back home to deal with the glass (they are 5 minutes from the Hospital) while Daddy was waiting to be sewn up and the whole ordeal was done and dusted in about two hours...however NOT a relaxing evening for any of us.

But it could have been worse.  Mommy had been toying with the idea of an evening walk just before Daddy pulled his stupid stunt had his accident; he could have been home alone.  The glass could've cut deeper and caused serious injury.  One of us could've been hit with or stepped on glass.  As it stands Daddy will have an interesting scar and Mommy is having a wonderful time giving him major amounts of shit grief over the whole thing.

Thank you all for your well wishes and concern.  Aside from some swelling and achiness Daddy's hand is perfectly able to scoop, open cans, and dole out chicken snacks so all's well that ends well.

In other news, Maui and John got shaved...

Happy Friday!

XX  The Katz  XX

ESSupervision

Kitties!

Sweet Pea here.

Mommy refurbished another ESS for us!  The scratchy part had been ripped to shreds from our Deadly Talons, and maybe partially digested from a few incredibly gross artistically placed yakkings.

Did you know that The ESS can be washed?  Mommy cleaned ours with some laundry detergent and a scrub brush, and left it out in the sun to dry...as good as new!

Or almost. 

First this one needed a new surface to sharpen our scimitars. 

Hot glue, sisal rope, and thumbs are critical to do the job right...

...and close attention to Quality Control.

Hurry up Mommy, I need to take this ESS out for a Test Drive Scratch!

So Kitties, if your ESS is looking a little...um...over-zealously-loved, tell your Peep to get the lead out and spruce it up--ours cost under ten bucks and only an hour to rehabilitate.

We are so totally worth it, right?

Happy Friday!

XX  ESSweet Pea  XX

String Slaughter

Kitties!

May Ling here.

Mommy put new laces in her work boots, and tied one of the old ones onto the cat tree for me us to play with

I don't care what anybody says, my our Mommy is all right.

Although this bootlace does appear to be sneaky!

Maybe that's why she got new ones?

Mommy:  It's because they wouldn't stay tied, Miss Ling!

What?  Mommy?  You're over there?

I didn't notice you!

**purrrrrrr**

Happy Tuesday!

XX  May Ling  XX

Amazing Grayce

Kitties!

Grayce here, on the freshly refurbished ESS.

We had completely denuded it of the old sisal covering, so Mommy spruced it up with some new rope and hot glue.

And CATNIP.

Which you cannot see, on account of I already ate it! 

So, my Sunday Selfie is a bit on the stoned side, heh heh heh.

Happy Sunday!

XX  Grayce  XX

This is our entry for the Sunday Selfie Blog Hop, sponsored by The Cat on My Head!

Mommy's New Toy

Kitties!

Mommy killed yet another inexpensive dehydrator a couple of weeks ago, so she decided it was time to open her stingy wallet pull out the big guns and buy a real one.  After all, she does chikkun treats for us weekly, as well as jerky for her and Daddy, and banana chips, nuts, tomatoes...and all the lemons off our tree.  Around here a dehydrator gets quite the work-out.

The Chikkun Inspector worked diligently on the maiden run.

And here it is, all loaded up and ready to go!

Mommy gets a little queasy with the smell of dehydrating chikkun (she is crazypants) so Daddy set up a spot in the garage with a fan to waft the stink delicious aroma outside.

...six hours later... 

Et voila! 

Crunchy, chewy, toofy-cleaning chikkun snax.

8-10 pounds of titz makes about a gallon and a half of treats, enough to last us about ten days, more or less, depending on whether or not we can get the lid off the ceramic treat jar!

Which would never happen, right Maui?

Happy Caturday!

XX  The Katnip Lounge  XX

pee ess:  Mommy bought an EXCALIBUR dehydrator.

Rocket Launch

Kitties!

Felix here.

 Mommy caught me playing "Astronaut"--I was getting ready to go into orbit around the skyways!

Mission Control, all systems are GO...

...firing engines...launching in 3...2...1...

LIFTOFF!

And you know what happened next?  Mommy put the camera down and chased me around the Catio....her on the ground, and me on the ramps.  She clapped her hands and "Ssssssssed" at me until my tail poufed up with excitement and I was panting.

It was awesome.

Happy Tuesday!

XX  Flying Felix  XX

Scouty's Selfie

Kitties!

Scouty here.

I wanted to participate in the Sunday Selfies Blog Hop, but I had a small hurdle, to wit:  I don't allow the peeps to get close enough to hold the phone while *I* click the shutter.

So I did one the old-fashioned way...I made Mommy take the photo!

Works for me...

Happy Sunday!

XX  Scouty  XX