Live Snax

DISCLAIMER:

The following movie is rated MA for Minorly Awful.  

Some scenes may not be appropriate for younger or more sensitive viewers kittehs.

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Kitties!

Rupert, the Mighty Lizard Hunter here.

After endless hours of watching and stalking, I caught me a George...and attracted an entourage, which was well behaved--for once.

Well, except for Mommy and her running commentary:

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As if eating a lizard is gross--it's not--they are delicious!  So good, in fact, it stayed down.  Now that's a mark of a most truly excellent snack, no?

Happy Monday!

XX  Rapacious Rupert  XX

PURRfect Pals

Kitties!

Two good friends here, enjoying a sunny Saturday.

We hope your day is just as peaceful.

Happy Caturday!

XX  Scouty and The Pea  XX

Hiss-toric Day

Kitties!

Johnson and Scouty here...

We're...uh...discussing what china pattern to pick out for our food bowls.

We thought a Fall wedding might be lovely...

Happy Caturday!

XX  John and Scout, two Proud Americats  XX

Dilemmas

Kitties!

Scouty here.

I'm experiencing my Annual Cold Weather Quandry: where to sleep at night.

All summer long I snooze away the dark hours in glorious, uninterrupted solitude on the Catio, but with the advent of chilly weather I have to relocate indoors...an area inhabited by the Lumbering Apes, and their bothersome grabby hands.  

One of my favorite spots is on Mommy's pillow, however, she insists on using it too.  Such a bother.  Daddy's bed is out, even though my beloved Tiny Johnson sleeps there--Daddy flails wildly in his sleep and again, it's bothersome.  

The cat tree by the back door is nice, but the light switch is there and the peeps, with their paltry night vision, insist on using when they go out onto the Catio.  This bothers me and I have to leave.

I generally end up sprawled out dead to the world and snoring cautiously resting on the sofa, where Mommy studiously avoids looking at me when she gets home from work*.  It's tough, I tell you, getting in my 22 hours a day!

Will it be summer again soon?

Happy Friday!

XX  Solo Scouty  XX

*At least until he gets up and requests a piece of chicken jerky--he sure wants attention then!  

Wednesday Tease

Kitties!

Scouty here.

Today I'm showing off my T-parts:

Toesies the front.

Tumbly!

Toesies the rear.

Total package.

Happy Wednesday!

XX  Scouty  XX

Three's a Crowd

Kitties!

Scouty here.

One of Daddy's friends gave him us this Terrifically Awesome recliner.  This thing does it all--it massages and heats up and pummels the peeps into a dribbling pile of boneless goo.  But the best part is that it's made out of leather...soft, snuggly, stinky steer hide.  I love it!

So the other evening I was enjoying the New and Most Wondrous chair...

...and not all by myself, as you can see.

Me and my BFF John were all hootchie-scootchie'd together, along with my seasonal pal:

My Catlick!

See it?  It's behind Johnny's head.  This year I had three catlicks on my spine--two fell off (and Daddy found one, more on that later) so I have one stubborn catlick left, clinging on by a few furs.  It just kills Mommy that she can't Touch me (or even get near enough to think about Touching--ed.) to pluck it off.

Rumor has it that if I ever have to go to the vet she's gonna go all Big Game Hunter on my hide and nail me with a tranquilizer dart!*

Like that's ever gonna happen. 

In the meanwhile, I'm having fun driving her even further 'round the bend...and teasing her with my bushy tail, which she also would dearly like to feel. 

 *heh heh*

In your dreams, Mommy.  In your dreams.

Happy Tuesday!

XX  Scouty and John  XX

*and pet and smooch on him while he's out!

Now You See Me...Now You Don't!

Kitties!

Scouty here.

I've got my wits about me because that Crazypants Dude is lumbering around.

Rats!  He noticed me.

Stay Back!  Do Not Approach!  Prohibido!

He's not listening...crazy Crazypants Dude...

ACK--He got nearer!

Time to head through the Flap of Safety.

No effort is too great to thwart his dastardly photographorial plans.

Or any other Violation of my purrson. 

 You never know when he might have a hankering for a steaming bowl of Cream O'Scouty Soup!

Almost safe, I've just gotta pull my handle tail in...

Success!

I escaped.

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Later on ...

WHAT!?!

Holy Cod.

Don't look now, Johnson, but the Crazypants Dude is back...

*sigh*

Happy Thursday!

XX  Scouty  XX

Searching for Scouty

Kitties!

Hugo the Hippo here.

Today was the day to find the Mythical Scouty.

I was worried  he'd been turned into Cream O'Scouty Stew!

Aaaaiiieeeeeee!

I had to find him.

 Rupert gave me directions on where to look, and I set out.

I trotted up the Sisal Ramp

It's STEEP!

Phew!  I had to take a rest at the top.  This is where CC likes to sleep.

::pant pant::

See?  No, CC!

But I have to keep going, according to Rupert's instructions...

Almost there! 

Can you see me?

Hello down there, Johnny!

Let's peek into this hole... 

Closer...closer...shhhhhhhhh

Holy Hippo! 

There's Scouty!

SUPRISE!!! 

I think I startled him.

A little.

Scouty decided to check me out from an Approved Scouty-Safe distance. 

 I wanted a closer look, so I zoomed through the Purple Hut to the other side!

Kitties, the rumors are TRUE.

Scouty exsists! 

Kitties, I'm a Happy Hippo!

I've finally met ALL the Lounge Kats.

Tomorrow The Baby is gonna show me the Yard.  I can't wait!

Happy Wednesday!

XX  Hugo the Hippo

Pee Ess:  to answer some comments from yesterday...It's COLD here;  it'll get down to 40 tonight!  The Kats LOVE their heaty pads to nap on.

Johnny's head is healing well, and KonaKitty had her vet check up today, and was pronounced healthy!  She's just getting old...and loving her extra "Treats on the Sly"!

xx MomKat Trish

Easy on Sunday, Saturday Evening Edition

Kitties!

Felix here.

Monsoon has begun here in the Desert. That means the humidity is up, but temperatures are down. If we're lucky, we'll get some rain! Four inches of rain a year is average for Las Vegas...and our house is actually outside the valley, so we get even less.

But the clouds during the day gives us some "shade" and it's not so gol-danged HOT on the Catio.

So after our supper we like to go outside, digest, and relax up for the 10 o'clock crazies.

Daddy took some verreh nice photos of some of us with his new camera...

Here I am, contemplating how to woo a Special LadyCat.

CC is enjoying his tingly furz...Mommy just zoom groomed a whole cat's worth of fur offa him.

Maybe a cat and a half!

Scouty is digesting his chicken jerky treats...

...and The Baby is begging to go Outside.

No lizard today, but she got one yesterday!

Johnny is thinking Deep Thoughts.

(NOT!)

And inside, Salem's in the garden window, checking out the succulents and cacti.

We hope all of you Kitties are having a wonderful Sunday!

XX Felix & The Lounge Kats

Saga of the Twins, Part II

We're looking out the back door, this is before the Catio was built. You can see the spa where Mommy & Daddy would sit outside (in water! eeeewwwww!) and talk to us at night.

Hi Kitties!

The Twins: We're back to tell you even more about us. First, some of you were asking about our Mama. Right after we were trapped she stopped showing up for dinner. Mommy & Daddy were going to TNR her, but she must've decided we were in good hands and moved on. Thank you Mama, for finding us a good Forever Home! Second, some of you may have seen "Scrotchy" as one of the commenters. That's our Daddy! He's sorta a crazy guy (Remember how Sweet Pea almost drove him to the funny farm?) but we love him anyway. He does a lot of thinking about what makes a cat happy, and he's the reason we have a Catio and (squillions of) toys and lots of stimulation. Mommy calls him a "Cat Whisperer".

Playing in the water bowl. We like to get our paws wet and lick them dry, and drown our toys, too. In the second picture I'm flicking water at CC!

CC: I like to give Daddy's toes the *HARD* bitey in the morning so he'll get up! hee hee!

Twins: Anyhoo...we left our story off where we now had free run of the house. Mommy, take it from here...

Mommy: While the twins were in their sequestering room we spent a lot of time with them, taming the boys down. They came in at about three months so they were pretty feral--scared that they were doomed for the stew pot, no doubt! CC warmed up quickly; he decided the tummy rubs were worth the risk. At first Tiny Johnson had to be near him and I'd start with petting Johnny and segue over to CC.

What's up, Mommy?

CC: When the Lady first started TOUCHING me, I was so afraid. I trembled and curled up tiny so she wouldn't be able to see me. But gollee, it felt so GOOD to be stroked...and then The Lady started spanking my butt! I love LOVE LOVE having my butt spanked! So I started thinking that besides the food and nice beds that this might be a good gig. If Johnny was around, I'd let The Lady approach me and give me some lovins. Now, three years later, The Lady is My Mommy, and I come when she whistles at night and get on the big bed in about one second flat. She gives me crazy pettings and spanks my butt until I have to turn around and nibble her elbow from pure joy.

Mommy: CC is a love bug. He's still very skittish about being picked up, but as long as all four are on the floor (or bed) he's ready to play and be petted. He loves having his furs petted the wrong way and the zoom groom is his favorite! Oh yes, and he LOVES to have his hiney patted, firmly, for as long as you're willing to to it. He's friends with all his furblings but snoozes most of the day with his twin.

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CC: At night I sleep with Mommy in the sardine pile. She gets really hot and then we snuggle in closer! She complains about us squishing her but she's just a whiner.

Scouty: CC you are such a pushover. I, on the other hand, still vigorously resist being TOUCHED. I hiss and run away if The Mom or The Dad try it. They occasionally get one over on me when I'm sleeping (horrors!) but I'm sticking with the stew-pot theory.

Mommy: Apparently I didn't work enough to socialize Scouty as a kitten. He's very much a part of the family--he hangs around and loves to watch us--in fact he's up for any type of interaction as long as the dreaded TOUCHING doesn't happen. Lately I've been luring him closer to me using dried chicken treats...I think maybe by the end of the summer I'll get to stroke him and he won't bolt. The funny thing is, as a kitten when I'd pet him he'd drool he was so happy.

Scouty: MOMMY! I never did! And I'm only eating that chicken so it doesn't go to waste.

Mommy: hmmmm, I notice you didn't call me "The Mom" there...progress I think!

Scouty: RATS! grumblegrumblegrumble ::scowls:: Well, I have one more thing to tell you about myself. OK, two. One is that Maui wants to eat me. Two is that Johnny really REALLY loves me and I love him back. If I get lonely I wander the house and Catio, calling and crying. Johnny comes to find me, and when he does, he grabs me by the scruff and humpalates me! We have so much fun. The Mom laughs like a hyena and The Dad squirts us with the water bottle, which I think is rude. It'll be a cold day with Basement Cat before I let The Dad TOUCH me! The fact that sometimes I sleep with him (and Johnny) at night is totally irrelevant.

"Jupiter" and his sattelites. Notice the cord going to the box...there's a heating pad in there!

Mommy: So there you are, folks. Just one more Kitty to go...Silly Salem!