2007 Archives


hi everybody!

wow, we are truly amazed at the power of kitty blogging. imagine our great surprise to receive so many furrriendly hellos from all over the world!

many thanks to miss daisy for repurrting about our blog on the cat blogosphere site! that was furry kind of her to let all of you know about us and our blog.

we are delighted that we have met so many nice kitties who have commented on our blog. over the next few days we will be visiting your blogs and returning the favor!

Meerkat typing her entry

we are so excited to be blogging kitties. we are new to this, so we are learning all the time. we were unsure about the etiquette for adding blogs to one’s blogroll. actually, we have a difference of opinion among the furry bambinos. i think that you should be courteous, and ask a kitty first before adding them to your blogroll.

my wild and crazy brother, panda bear, thinks it’s ok to just go ahead and add cool kitty’s blogs to your blogroll. padre sort of sides with me, but thinks it’s ok to add a blog as long as you let them know.

anyway, what do you all think?

thanks again to efurryone for all the lovely welcomes!


Mom and Dad seem to be trying hard to please us. That, in and of itself, pleases me.

Take for instance, all the different varieties of stinky goodness that they brought home to see what we prefer.

Stinky Goodness Storehouse!Mostly, I just like to lick the juice off the top and then push the remaining dried up pieces to the sides of the dish, in order to make it look like I ate a lot. I don’t want them to stop buying the stuff, after all, because I really like the juice on top. I’ve got Dad fooled most of the time, but I think that Mom is catching on. She has been hovering over me while I eat, like the (half-) Italian mother that she is.

And then there’s the crunchies. Mom and Dad originally tried to give the hoodlums kittens Iams Kitten Crunchies, and Iams Adult Crunchies to me. However, the hoodlums kittens preferred to eat my crunchies over theirs. So Mom has stopped bothering to even put out the kitten crunchies lately.

Last weekend, Mom and Dad brought home some really tremendous crunchies: Fancy Feast Gourmet GoldTM With Savory Chicken and Turkey. These are my preference by far.

Observe the delicate shapes: moons, hearts, diamonds, and clovers. Mom says that they are like Lucky Charms for cats.

 Lucky Charms for Cats

Dad said “of course, they’re the most expensive, right?”

Duh! Of course!

The Iams Adult Original with Ocean Fish and Rice Crunchies are pretty good, too, so I eat them just for some variety. They aren’t as pretty as Fancy Feast, however, and only come in one shape, triangles, (unless they break).

Meerkat also seems to share my preferences for crunchies. Neither she nor I will touch the Dad’s Original Tasty Chicken Flavor crunchies. Must be a tabby thing. The Dad’s crunchies are this weird reddish color, and also come in only one shape, clovers.

Naturally, Panda Bear does not seem to show a preference for the type of crunchies he eats. He just wants food, and lots of it.

I grabbed the flashy box to capture our eating experiences.  Here are our bowls at the start of the day, just after Mom and Dad left. 

Crunchie Dishes Before
L-R: Dad’s, Iams, Fancy Feast

Here’s what they looked like just before they got back home!

Crunchies Dish Study
L-R: Dad’s, Iams, Fancy Feast

For the Furry Bambinos, we prefer the Fancy Feast Gourmet Gold! 

What’s your preference when it comes to crunchies?  Take our poll at the right side of the screen!


for all the mudslinging that padre and panda bear have done over the past few weeks, i am beginning to suspect that it is all for show.

just take a look at this photographic evidence i snapped when they were too sleepy to notice:

Panda Bear and Padre practice male bonding on Armistice Day 

those two took a two-hour nap together on the comfy sofa in the kitty feeding room yesterday afternoon! maybe they have finally decided to settle their disputes. perhaps they decided to declare a temporary truce. either way, they did so on the anniversary of armistice day, which seems fitting.


Sunday, when Dad came home from where ever he went this time, he sat down on the comfy sofa in the kitty feeding room. I ambled over (didn’t want to look too obvious), then climbed up on the sofa. Eventually I made my way over to where Dad was sitting, and then I curled up on his lap for some good Lap Action. Well, technically, I suppose it should be called Lap Inaction, but let’s not get all worked up over semantics.

I was in the middle of a really good snooze when Mom came over with the flashy box and snapped our photo:

Padre on David

Dad has a reallllly comfortable lap, in case you are ever over here for a visit.  I think I was making him sleepy, too.


I’ve been walking around with the sneezies.  Mommy and Daddy were worried that I had caught a sneezy from somewhere.  They said it might be left over from our days at the boarding school.  So, Mommy got all hyper and picked up part of the box that rings, pushed some buttons and made “an appointment”.  I’m not sure how you make such a thing because I didn’t see anything in her hands after.  I was suspicious because she did the same thing when Padre was hopping around on three legs.

We woke up last Wednesday and it was just like normal, although it seemed a little later in the morning than usual.  We got lots of stinky goodness and Meerkat and I played a game of bitey. 

Next thing I know, Daddy put me and Meerkat in the pink portable room-box and took us outside to the white teleporter machine!!!!

Meerkat and me were very worried that Mommy and Daddy didn’t like us anymore and were taking us to a new forever home, so we stayed very quiet like the very good kitties that we are.  I think that freaked out Mommy and Daddy that we were so quiet.  (Heh, heh, heh.)

Pretty soon the white teleporter stopped shaking and making noise and Mommy carried us into some different building.  She put us on a shelf of some kind while she and Daddy talked to some other beans about us.

Waiting Patiently for a Consult

They took us out of the portable box and put us on some big flat thing one at a time.  When they put me on it, they said “7.8”.  When they put Meerkat on it, they said “6.4”.  Then they took us to a little yellow room with Mommy and Daddy and closed the door.

That’s when we began to investigate!  Meerkat tried to look on top of the cabinets …

Investigating the Room

… and then Mommy grabbed us for a photo op!  This is the first time we’ve been able to post a picture of Mommy.  I smiled as best I could.  Meerkat wanted to escape.

 We pose with Mom

Then Daddy put us on some kind of floating counter.  We were a bit upset about the cat in the photograph looking down at us.  It was like he was saying “Behave! Behave!  Or you’ll end up on the wall like me!” 

 How did that cat get up there?

Then a man in a white jacket came in the room and started squeezing us and talking nice.  He was friendly. 

Mommy told the man in the white jacket that I like to make sure all the food bowls are clean at eating time, so the man called me a “FOOD BULLY”!  That sounds like a good title for me … Panda Bear:  Food Bully Extraordinaire! 

Then he took me into another room and shoved something in my rear end!!!  How dare he do that when I wasn’t looking!  The man in the white jacket is a CAT BULLY! 

Then the Cat Bully took me back to Mommy and Daddy and Meerkat.  Then he grabbed Meerkat and went away with her!  She told me later that the Cat Bully did the same to her!  What a mean Cat Bully!

Then Mommy and Daddy put us back into the pink portable room-box and took us back to the white teleporter machine. When we got home, Padre was not very happy to see us. Apparently he thought he was rid of us! He proceeded to hide out in the basement. He did not want to play with us and was hisses at us when we tried to play with him. Padre is still a poop-head.

Meerkat and I are glad to be home. And we are very glad that Mommy and Daddy still want to provide our furrever home for us.


I had a greeeaat morning last Wednesday!  First, Daddy shoved Panda Bear and Meerkat into the pink portable box and closed the gate.  Then Daddy and Mommy took them away!  I was so happy I finally had the house all to myself!

I sniffed and sniffed all around.  I went downstairs and I went upstairs.  I explored and I sniffed places I don’t normally go because Panda Bear always follows me.  I don’t want to bore you with the litany of places I explored, but let’s just say I had a great time!  And I got such deep sleep! 

But, it didn’t last long.  Mommy and Daddy came back after a while, and UNFORTUNATELY, they brought Panda Bear and Meerkat back too.  They all smelled different … in fact, they smelled like the place I went to for my war injury. 

The Kittens Come Home

I hissed and spat at them, and ran downstairs.  Of course, PANDA BEAR FOLLOWED ME!  Why can’t he just leave me alone sometimes????  Ugh, I thought I was rid of them! But now they’re back!



Belated Happy Thanksgiving, efurryone!

Yesterday was Thanksgiving, the day when all good kitties get their fill of turkey, and not the kind that comes out of a can, either. Mom and Dad obliged and prepared a turkey dinner for us (and for themselves as well).

When the turkey was done cooking I stayed nearby to signal that I was ready. Dad carved the turkey, and then Mom sliced it into kitty-sized pieces for the hoodlums and me.

Thanksgiving Turkey Carving

Words cannot describe my surprise… the hoodlums did not want to eat their portions of real fresh honest to goodness turkey! Well, I never… I wonder if these two are really felines, or just imposters.

Padre eats all the turkey on Thanksgiving!

Either way, I ate the turkey that Mom put into their bowls, after finishing my portion off. More for me!