Scouty The Ripper

Kitties!  

Scouty here.

I'm waiting for Rupert to move his keister so's I can have some fun all by myself--he's kind of a buttinski, y'know?

Finally.

But DRAT, now Mommy is looking over here.

Evil wench.

I'll quick glace away (and pretend she's not there) and maybe she'll forget about me...

Well, that didn't work out so good:

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Maybe I should have let Rupert stick around!

Happy Monday!

XX  Shredding Scouty  XX

Thankful Thursday

Kitties!

It doesn't get any better than this:

Companionship,

Late afternoon sun,

and a heaty pad beneath.

Bliss.

Happy Thursday!

XX  Scouty, Rupert, and CC  XX

Close Encounters Of The Mommy Kind

Kitties!

Scouty here.

So, this happened:

Never a moment's peace, I tell ya.

Mommy is a menace.

Happy Friday!

XX  Scouty  XX

Bromance

Kitties!

Tiny Scoutson here.

There's a reason Mommy never reads romance novels.

Nothing could top our love story.

Happy Thursday!

XX  Scouty and TJ  XX

Sneaking Up On Scouty

Kitties!

Scouty here.

Mommy thinks she is being all clever and stealthy.

NOT!

Happy Caturday!

XX  Sixth-Sense Scouty  XX

Catlicks, Conquered

Kitties!

Scouty "here".

Look what I left for Mommy on the poang chair:

Not one, but two catlicks!

It was a blast, sporting my catlicks, driving Mommy batcrap crazy--but all good things must come to an end--so I removed them in the middle of the night while she was sleeping.

ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!!!

SCORE:

Mommy = 0

Scouty =1 (or would that be 2?)

Happy Wednesday!

XX  Scouty  XX

Yearly Appearance

Kitties!

Scouty here.

Since the HOTS started, all of us here at The Lounge have been shedding like banshees* according to Mommy, and she's been a Woman Possessed, pinning us down with her grabby hands and brandishing The Evil Implements of Fur Removal.

With, of course, the exception of me.  Because, No Touching.

So every year I construct a little Catlick (cat + cowlick) on my back from the extra fur.

It drives Mommy batcrap crazy--she's dying to snip it off.

(For your information, batcrap crazy is worse than crazypants!)

Naturally this will NEVER EVER happen.  I mean, really, I don't generally even let her get close enough to get decent pictures...like today.

I'll remove the latest catlick in my own good time--the longer I sport it the batcrappier Mommy gets--and that's a good thing, right?

Happy Tuesday!

XX  Scouty and his Clingon  XX

*whatever THAT means

Man Cat Traps

Kitties!

Need we say more?

Especially on a Monday!

Have a Happy one!

XX  Rupert, Scouty,  and Maui  XX

Meanwhile, On The Sofa

This is happening:

It's a fest of brofurly love.

Happy Caturday!

XX  Scouty and "his" Tiny Johnson  XX

Glow Stick

Kitties!

Scouty here.

There's nothing quite like the late afternoon sun to set my tail on fire.

Happy Friday!

XX  Scouty  XX

Boneless Boy

Kitties!

Scouty here.

Unlike some of the more intelligent less robust Kitties here at The Lounge, I really enjoy lazing around in the heat.

You can find me outdoors, even when it's elebenty zillion billion degrees on the Catio.

I have Top Secret Cooling Weapon, though; I scoot up next to the foundation of the house, where it's much cooler.  

I plaster my furry tummy up on the concrete and absorb the cold, like this:

whoops, photobomb.

Let's try again: 

There!

See how I'm all twistified for maximum chillication?

Mommy sometimes wonders if I have any bones at all...

Happy Thursday!

XX  Scouty  XX

Stewpot Boy

Kitties!

Scouty here.

This is hard to admit, but I'm mellowing as I get older; I let Mommy get Dangerously Close* to me these days, especially if I know she's got something yummy in hand--lately it's been canned mackerel--and she approaches me slowly with the bowl held out where I can see it.

Still, there is NO Touching allowed.

Not now, and not ever!

The possibility of becoming the main ingredient in Scouty Stew is just too great...I just know the treats are to fatten me up and make me all tasty and stuff.

So I keep my lasers ready, just in case.

Happy Caturday!

XX  Scouty  XX

*under a meter!

Unbelievable Cuteness

Kitties!

The Mommy here.

I was puttering around in the bedroom and saw this through the sliding glass door:

Naturally I snuck outside--quiet as a mouse--to get a quick photo of the love fest.

Earlier, I'd seen Scouty up on one of the ramps, and Johnny sacked out on the bottom of the blue tree, solo.  Apparently that didn't last! They were adorable; when Scouty snuggled up and Johnny lifted up his arm to hug him I nearly expired from Teh Cute.

Nothing as heartwarming as love.

Happy Friday!

XX  The Mommy  XX

Made-Up Word Wednesday

"Shedsplosion"

hee hee hee!!!!

Mommy finds my floof on the bedroom carpet every.  single.  morning.

Happy Hump Day!

XX  Scouty  XX

Naughty Polaroid

Kitties!

Scouty here, with wonderful news:

My best buddy Johnson is feeling better!

MUCH better.

Thanks for all your purrs.

Happy Caturday!

XX  Scouty and Tiny Johnson  XX

Thankful Thursday

Kitties!

Rupert and Scouty here.

We are thankful for each other.

Rupert:  I guard Scouty from being eaten.

Scouty:  I use my fluff to keep Rupert warm.

Happy Thursday!

XX  The Snuggle Kats  XX

PEE ESS:  Thank you all for the well wishes for Miss Salem's behind, as of Wednesday evening it was (according to Mommy, the Bumspector) looking much less swollen.   Her appetite is good, and only 12 more pills to go!

Multi-Cat Monday

Kitties!

CC here.

The freezingdamncold weather has arrived.  

So what's a Cat to do to stay warm out on the Catio?

Demonstrated below are three Tried and True™ techniques:

1.  I like to snuggle in a nice cosy beddy.

2.  Rupert and Scouty step the warmth up a notch, doubling down the heaty factor with two bodies in a beddy.

3.  And Salem?  Salem don't need no stinkin' beddy...she relies on her thick dense layer of blubber winter coat to keep her warm.

ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!!!

Uh oh...she *may* have heard me.

Time to beat a hasty retreat.

Happy Monday!

XX  CC  XX

Chilly Chats

Kitties!

The Mommy here.

This was the scene on my bed last Thursday evening when I wanted to go to bed.  

It was chilly outside so the evening sleep fest had moved indoors.

I obediently went back out to the living room and sat on the sofa and read until I couldn't keep my eyes open--how could I disturb all those handsome snoozy mancats?  Scouty gives me a Reproachful Look and goes skittering out the cat flap the second I approach the bed (which scatters the rest of the gang) and since there are no other suitable places for cats in the entire house to sleep, retreat was my only option.

And then I had a brainwave: Scouty likes CATIO CHIPS! even more than the bed and his Tiny Johnson.  I rattled the cover of the jerky container and soon enough his little Ornj face was peeking around the corner to check if there were any delectable morsels on his the plate.  Chips consumed and crisis averted.

I was able to contort myself around the remaining bed whales felines and settle in for the night, and I'm almost positive I felt the little chip-eater slink onto the bed later and snuggle my leg.  He'd deny it...but it's true!

Happy Caturday!

XX  Mommy, and Maui, Scouty, CC, John and Rupert  XX

Throw Back Thursday

Kitties!

CC and my brother Scouty here, along with our Mama.

This is the first photo that the peeps ever got of us!

We had been coming in for a few days to eat--after Mommy saw Scouty skitter up the back wall like a tiny furry lizard when she walked out into the yard--and realized there were bebbeh kittehs in the 'hood that needed feeding.  It was the middle of summer and blisteringly hot so we all appeared after the sun went down to have our dinner. 

About a month later we were captured by the giant scary humans.  Our Mama was no longer coming to eat with us...there are lots of coyotes where we live and we think that's what happened...'cos who could bear to abandon two cute little kits like us?

Anyway, Mommy tried her best to domesticate us and she half succeeded; *I* am a total love bug albeit a bit shy,  Scouty, as you know, is still completely feral, or so he'd like to think...he's been seen sleeping on the bed with Mommy on occasion!

Here we are the following winter, half grown, contemplating our roots!

Life sure is easier on the inside...no matter what Scouty says.

Happy Thursday!

XX. CC and Scouty. XX

Ignoring is Bliss

Kitties!

Scouty here.

Mommy is over there.  

(Where she belongs!)

I'm ignoring her.

Still ignoring her.

STILL ignoring her.

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ohholycrapshe'sreallygettingclose!!!!!!!

Damned woman.

Happy Humpday!

XX  Unstewed Scouty  XX