Selfie Skepticism

Kitties!

Sweet Pea here.

Last week I posted about hearing a woofie in the back yard behind ours, and you all had lots and lots of questions...well, I've got the 411!

But first, a selfie I took while I was conducting impawtant research into this disturbing situation:

Anyhoo, the woofie is a Doberman named Nigel, and he is two years old.  His owner (Dogs have owners?  Cats have staff!) is a nice lady who has owned the house for years but has never actually lived there.  It may be a temporary arrangement (personal issues) or it may be a permanent move, although for us it doesn't seem like it's going to matter. Nigel never barks and our wall is too high for him to leap over and devour us, thank Cod.  We only know if he's outside when we hear his tags jingle on his collar while he's snuffling around in his own yard.  Mommy (that horrible woman) has petted Nigel and found him to be a "really nice boy".  She will try to get a photo of him...it remains to be seen if we'll let her post it on our blog though, she was covered in woofie-cooties after she scritched Nigel and has yet to be forgiven.

In the meanwhile, I'm on the lookout.

Happy Sunday!

XX  Sweet Pea  XX

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Holiday Triage

Kitties!

Keanu here.

Please don't tell the Nevada Kats, but I slept with their Mommy!

She made me a really nice towel bed, on top of the regular bed.  (talk about swanky!)  

Now, do you see how my right cheek is all puffy?  Well, Nevada Mommy noticed that too while she was petting me.  Naturally she investigated, and I had an abscess...so she lanced it for me.  I was a Very Good Boy and didn't whimper, not one tiny bit!  

I felt eversomuch better with all that gunk out and settled right in for a good sleep.

zzzzZZZZZzzzzzzz.....

And it's a good thing I slept so well because the next day my employer Daddy Tommy boxed me up into a carrier and carted me off to the vet, where I got my cheek flushed out and an antibiotic shot.

And then it was back to work for me!

A Cottage Cat's duties are never done.

Happy Friday!

XX  Keanu  XX

Not Just No, But He!! No

Kitties!

The Baby here.

What's that Mommy?  You're taking me to the vet for a Senior Blood Panel and a check-up?

I don't think so.

I'm all over my cat cold but Mommy is a horrible person worrywart and has decided that--without any input whatsoever from me--I still need a once-over and blood work to make sure my innards are working correctly.  As if the 10cm hairball*  I produced yesterday (unfortunately missing the carpet) wan't enough proof that I'm in tip top shape!

*sigh*

Happy Tuesday, anyway!

XX  The Victim  XX

*complete with grass.  It was a Work of Art, kitties.

The Ultimate Betrayal

Kitties!

Johnny and Rupert here...

After spending untold hours and days sleeping next to Mommy while she was prostrated with flu*, working our little paw pads to the bone, THIS is how we were rewarded:

And it got worse.

MUCH worse!

Horrible, hungry worse...

**shudder**

Stay tuned, Monday we will tell the entire story--in the meanwhile, feel free to speculate upon the nature of our ordeal--which was (did we mention?) AWFUL.

Happy Caturday!

XX  Rupert and Tiny Johnson  XX

*she is almost all better, the treacherous wench.

Hissed Off

Kitties!

Felix here.

Or parts of me, anyway...

I am disgusted with Mommy, and do you know why?

Because she's gone and LEFT!

Vamoosed.

Hit the road.

Flew the friendly skies.

She went to Arizona to wait on Shadow visit her parents--and won't be back for elebenty billion years five days.

I am outraged, kitties, OUTRAGED at this turn of events.

I'm sure *I* never signed a PURRmission slip.

This is gonna be a loooooong week...

*sulk*

"Happy" Thursday!

XX  Felix the Abandoned  XX

SURPRISE!

Kitties!

Do you recognize this tail?

It's Mine! 

Sweet Pea!

I got my Summer fur-do Wednesday and I love it...I've been prancing around the house non-stop ever since.  And guess what--there was only one groomer available so Mommy got to assist rubberneck with the shavings and cat washes.  She was utterly amazed with just how much fur we had...it's gonna be so nice not to have to deal with a full coat for a while.  This look is totally low maintenance!

My brothers Maui and John are equally happy...don't worry, Mommy got photos of them too...and here's an exclusive:  two tuxedo cats that live here got baths!

That's right.  You heard it here first...more later!

Happy Thursday!

XX  Sweet Pea  XX

Foreign Finnish Mancat Monday (and Mommy)

Kitties!

Upon further investigation of Mommy's cloud storage drive (she really should password protect that thing...NOT!) we have discovered damning evidence of her charming cats across the globe--or at least Finland (N).

Here she is shamelessly pandering to (from left, clockwise) Mirsku, Punapipurri, Pekka, Jura, Seppo, and Java (who is a girlcat but that's OK) with treats and scritchies. 

Which by rights should be all ours.

She shared her foodables!  

Granted, it may have been due to relentless pestering under some duress, but still.

Unforgivable.

Ruska (Right) actually solicited pets from Mommy--which she gave--and he's normally not a "company" type of kitty, she must have sucked up to him BIG time for that.

But this is the worst: 

Playing kissy with Sampo!

She claims he was just doing a breath-check, but we know better, right kitties?

And she's already talking about going back...

"Happy" Monday!

*grumble grumble grumble*

XX  The Highly Jealous Katnip Mancats  XX