CrazyThanks

Kitties!

Long before Daddy had a tablet to doodle on he used to defile the magazine insert in the Sunday newspaper, to wit:

Have a wonderful Thanksgiving--or a heckuva Great Thursday, wherever you are in the world.  

We love you all, and are so thankful you're our pals.

XX  Happy Thursday!

XX  The Katnip Lounge  XX

The Dreaded Day

Kitties!

Meowoleen is here.

We are all UTB*.

Whether it's from the doorbell or this CRAZED NUTTER, well, you decide!

Happy Caturday!

XX  The Katnip Lounge  XX

*UTB = Under The Bed

The Many Uses for Packing Tape

Kitties!

Daddy wanted to get in on the new trend of men wearing buns on their heads.

Daddy might be a little unclear on the concept.

Hair is required for a bun!

Or packing tape.

Happy Wednesday!

XX  The Long-Suffering Lounge Kats  XX

A Fauxstache!

Kitties!

Check out our crazypants Daddy--he did a Sunday Selfie!

Now, in case you are wondering, that is NOT his real moustache.  The real one is behind the fake one, which is cardboard...and of course there's a story:

Daddy went to the grocery store (where he is not to be trusted) and came home with a few non-sanctioned items, one of which was a frozen pizza he bought solely because it had a perforated punch-out moustache on the back.  Apparently the ad gurus on Madison Avenue know their market--middle-aged men looking to be silly--and Daddy fell right into that trap demographic.

The pizza, apparently, was just so-so.

Thank Cod for the prize!

Happy Sunday, and Happy Father's Day in the USA!

XX  The Lounge Kats  XX

Manly Monday

Kitties!

Today we have video proof that our peeps have gone completely around the bend:

or click HERE

Mommy is traveling today (Monday/Tuesday) so we may be a bit sporadic posting--however--you can follow along with Mommy on Facebook!  (It's a Public Page; you don't have to join Facebook to view it.)

Happy Monday, and we'll be back shortly!

XX  The Katnip Lounge  XX

What the Heck!?

Kitties!

Every picture tells a story...and here's the story behind this image:

Daddy is a nutjob.

The longer version--Daddy's wallet wore out so he got himself a new one, and realised that the old flabby one would make a great pair of Cat ears.  It takes a Very Special sort of person to see stuff like this and believe us, our Daddy is EXTRA Very Special.

Mommy's not too far behind him, either.  Not only couldn't she wait to take a photo, she had to blog about it too!

Do you see what we have to put up with around here?

We are saints, kitties, SAINTS.

Happy Thursday!

XX  The Katnip Lounge  XX

This has NOTHING to do with Kitties...

...but it's too funny not to share!

Kitties, Daddy is Verreh Pickeh about bananas, they have to be *Just Right* to eat.

(Seriouslies, he'd make Goldilocks look like an amateur if she was judging fruit instead of porridge, beds, etc.)

Anyhoo, he took a bite of this one and it wasn't up to his rigorous ripeness standards...fortunately Mommy likes 'em rotten spotty so he decided to save it for her.  She about died laughing when she got home and saw it on the counter!  Who puts a plastic clothes pin on a banana? 

And yes, she did eat it...in a smoothie, whizzed up with soy milk, fresh pineapple, and coconut.

Happy Tuesday!

XX  The Katnip Lounge  XX

Mister Crazypants is a Big Softie

Friends and Kitties!

Sheebie here.

My husband Scott is one of the world's most sensitive people--truly.  Last Saturday while running to the Post Office to mail a large donation of cassette tapes to a home for mentally handicapped adults he noticed a pigeon hunched over on the centerline of a busy street; and even though he told himself he'd take a different way home he couldn't, and of course the poor bird was still there, in such bad shape it calmly let Scott pick it up and cradle it against his chest on the trip home.

Now, we have a friend who does bird rescue and I put in a call to her right away, but had to leave a message...and in the meanwhile Scott was a wreck, worrying and waiting.  So I did a search on line and found on Facebook (of all places) the phone number of a local lady who did rescue who was home and she said bring it over right away.  Not more than five minutes after Scott left (of course) our friend called back, and--small world--she knew the lady who Scott was headed to see!  Turns out they both volunteer at a local bird sanctuary.

The pigeon has a broken lower bill (probably struck by a car) and, unable to feed itself, was dehydrated and starving, not to mention in pain--that's why it was so passive.  It's being tube fed and a week later is doing much better.  According to Mary (the rescuer) the beak will grow out whole, it'll just take time.

It is so true, you might not be able to save the whole world, but you can save one animal's world.  

Happy Sunday!

XX  Sheebie  XX

Sheebcation!

Friends and Kitties!

Sheebie here.

Quite unexpectedly I had a mini-vacation last week, on the spur of the moment I took two days off along with my weekend for a four day extravaganza of busyness and sloth!  Many small errands and chores were accomplished, as well as a couple of naps (with cats, of course) and daily read-a-thons;* I plowed through three books.

We're back to sticky monsoon weather but this go-round hasn't been quite so hot.  I was outdoors today at work doing the 100-meter mosey out to the filters and I was sort of chilly in the wind--it was only 85 F and I had goosebumps!  I've decided that anything below body temperature is too cold.  We've gotten only a quarter inch of rain this summer for our corner of the valley, and so far this monsoon has been a bust.  I'm not complaining though, some areas got such severe wind, rain, and hail that giant trees got uprooted!  It's amazing, all the various microclimates around the valley.  One of the fun things to do at work (besides actual labor--anything but that!) is comparing weather notes with co-workers--even two miles away there's completely different weather during the "rainy" season.

At least I have something to do indoors for the next week while I'm avoiding the sticky weather; the Yearly Harvest at Almosta Farm has begun!  Scott got his plants in early this year and they are ready to be trimmed and dried.  Like tobacco, marijuana improves in taste and potency with curing, properly done it can take up to three months to completely cure an entire plant's yield.  There's skill involved in trimming buds too, and patience to remove all the chaff (keif) without over-handling the flowers.  Nevada finally passed legislation to allow dispensaries for medical marijuana to operate and it will be nice to not have to worry all summer if Scott will have a good harvest or not, that there will be a back-up available.  Especially since his appointment with the pain management doctor quack was a total bust.  Frankly, the man was an arrogant asshole...but that's a story for another day.

Anyhoo, I expect to be pretty occupied after work for the next week or so, so please don't panic if you don't see a Katnip post every day...hopefully I won't be too busy at work to get around a do a bit of visiting, *wink wink*!

Happy Sunday, and have a Wonderful Week!

XX  Sheebie  XX

*Thank you Quill and Greyson's Mommy, for Lindsey's Story, I enjoyed it lots!  Also Thanks to Pricilla's Publicist for the TBR pile to dive into...two more winners!

Crazypants Caturday!

Kitties!

We knew right away what photo to use for this week's Saturday PhotoHunt theme:

~FLAMBOYANT~

Check out those eyebrows Daddy is sporting--they're made out of all our furs!

Pretty flamboyant, huh?

HA HA HA HA HA!!!!

Happy Caturday!

XX  The Krazy Katnip Krew  XX

Man and ManCat Monday

Kitties!

Felix here.

As the Lounge Office Manager, I oversee all aspects of Daddy's duties.   Sometimes I need to get all up in his face a little stern with him--note the claws in his shoulder--in order to help focus his attention on relaxamacating when it's time for a break.

Because there's No Rest for the Wicked; my tail isn't going to straighten itself, you know.

It requires a full firm tug from base to tip...

...and then let the fur fly!

Hey!

Milking my legs is NOT a sanctioned activity.

I think it's time to put Daddy back to work...

Happy Monday!

XX  Felix  XX

Sunday with Sheebie

Friends and Kitties!

Sheeb-a-Ram-o-Witz* here.

Do all of you feel a warm glow?  You do?  Excellent.  It's cos I'm so grateful for all your good thoughts, sweet comments, and concerned emails generated by last week's semi-crazed post.  Sometimes when you're at wits' end the best thing to do is shout out for help and let your peeps get your back. 

Without going into all the gory details, Scott is bi-polar and one of his Mania triggers is the change in seasons.  Add to that a major epiphany about his (mentally abusive) childhood and he swung into full frenetic mode about a month ago; not sleeping, not eating, constantly talking, hyper-critical, paranoid and loud.  It's exhausting.  Fortunately, it usually doesn't last too long, but while it does he's incredibly intense and demanding.  Naturally, we fight, because I don't put up with crap from anybody--but I should listen to a friend of mine's advice:  "don't argue with crazy people" because there's no reasoning with somebody in a manic frame of mind.  I do it anyway--I can't help myself--I must be just as crazy.  And last Saturday we had a epic barney, precipitating my frantic posting(s).

As per the past, this particular swing moderated quickly.  I think half the problem in the manic phase is the delusional behavior brought on by sleep deprivation, so as soon as we figured this out (duh!) and he took meds to help with that he was able to ramp down.  It's tough for me, but it's even tougher for him...he has to live with himself 24/7.  Anyway, things are better, and strange as it may seem we have some extremely insightful "conversations" during these periods.

I've had some friends ask me why I stay, and it's because I know that this behavior isn't Scott, it's his illness. My Scott is a funny, kind, and wildly creative person who mentally challenges me every day.  He is the smartest person I know; the way his brain is wired enables him to make huge imaginative leaps which I find fascinating.  I am beguiled by the way that man thinks, and plus, I love him to bits.  So I hold on and put my head down when he's nuts--and allow myself to ask for support weathering the storm.

All I can say is you guys are the best bunch of pals in the world.  

Thank you, so much.

Now, go forth, and Have a Happy Sunday, and a Great Week!

XX  Sheebie  XX

*You thought the cats had a lot of nick-names?  They've got nothing on me.  I'm the Queen of Aliases.

Feeble Friday

Kitties!

The Mommy here.

Mr. Crazypants fell the other day and managed to fracture two ribs on his left side, #8 & #9.  Needless to say, it's been a little...um...hectic...around here.  He's up and around, and back on his bike (apparently you can forget how to ride a bicycle) but the whole event has sorta taken the wind out of my creativity sails. 

Imagine that.

Several of you have given the Katnip Lounge awards and we thank you for them, but we're not gonna be able to do posts.  Please, give yourselves stars and whatnot from us!  Right now I just don't have the energy--and the Kats (for once, thank Cod) have given me permission to lame out.

Gratuitous kitteh pictures:

Posting will be back to normal soon!

Happy Friday!

XX  Mommy Trish  XX