Thankful Thursday

We're thankful we were locked in da bedrooms yesserday when mom had da back door open and a strange woofie just walked right in! Mom asked him what he was doing and he PEED right on da tile in da entry way! He had tags on but dey were fur an out-of-state address so mom figgered it hadda be someone visiting. She took da woofie, on Zippy's leash (good thing Zippy din't see dat) out front and waited for da beans he owns to come up looking fur him. His name was Ralph, he belongs to our naybors grandson. Oh, and last night Speedy stepped on mom's leg when she was sleeping and when she got up dad laffed cuz she had a paw shaped brooze on da side of her knee...we don't call him "lard butt" fur nothing. And no, mom doesn't brooze easily. That's all fur now~Sadie (who is not fat)

To all who serve...

Thank You!

Mancat Monday...begging for votes

This is me, Speedy, as a mancat I usually don't beg, but, I'm here to beg you...please, vote for us in the Doodle a Caboodle Contest This is our entry. We went over der and saw all da other entries and, well, all we can say is, our mom is not an artist! She had a good idea tho, it was all about us...it's our backsides, our names, our meadow with the koi pond at our grandparents old homestead in da U.P. of Michigan!

Side one-day at the meadow

Side two-night at the meadow

The front-our names

The back-um, our backs...sheesh
Thank you for your consideration...but pleeeeeeeeeze vote fur us!

Formerly Feral Friday

Last night dad was sitting in da recliner wif his feet up and I decided dat between his feet would be a comfy place to take a nap. I got on der and got dad to give me a massawje and got all comfy and started to fall asleep when dat big oaf Speedy came and wanted to lay der too! Dat's him up der trying to figger out how to get his rather well endowed (read fat) butt next to me. I was glad mom came to take a piksher cuz it made him decide dat he'd rather go sit on her den lay next to me so I got to nap der by myself. Oh, da formerly feral part...I was found in a trailer wif my kittens and Speedy was borned in a barn. Sometimes he acts like he still lives in a barn and mom yells at him...dat makes me laff.

Dona Nobis Pacem

Wacky Wednesday

SPEEDY REPORTS
Hah, yesserdays post was a true story. Zippy was in da office howling like she was gonna die or something and mom went running in der and all she wanted was da closet door open...den, a little while after dat, I started makeing noyzes like I was choking. Coff, hack, gurgle! Dat made daddy yell fur mom "Speedy's choking!" So, mom comes running and tries to grab me and look down my throat but I moved every time. Finally I coffed up a hairball da size of a kitten! It made dad make noyzes like he was gonna barf, it was very funny. Mom discovered dat I had EATEN DA FURMINATED FUZZIES! Yup, right outta da garbage can. Den Sadie disappeared, couldn't find her anywhere. Mom even turned the couch and loveseat over, no Sadie. Dad sed "maybe she snuck out when I went to the garage". Sadie has a habit of just deciding to walk out when da door is open for to long (more than 4 seconds). She usually doesn't go far, maybe to da bottom of da steps but never any farther. So, der is mom, searching da nayborhood fur a missing kitty she couldn't find and when she came home after 2 hours she was crying and was gonna go online and put out a missing kitty alert and print out lost kitty posters when she heard weerd noyzes comeing from da cabinet where dey keep da plastic storage bowls. Dad opened da door and out popped Sadie! Mom and dad were laffing and crying and hugging Sadie all at da same time. We sure gave da beans an intristing day. We're taking it easy on dem today but who knows what tomorrow will bring...hehehe

Torment, torture and turbulance Tuesday

MOMmommommommom..
What?!
Dad closed da closet door
For pity's sake, Zippy, I thought you were dying in here!
Oh, sorry, can you open da door since yoor here....