Mancat Monday Guest

This is da nefew about two years ago...he plays da guitar, he writes music, he is in skool getting his masters degree in music...he's a good musician! He's also a great kitty sitter. Mashes our food just purrfekt, scoops da litter twice a day, gives out treats effury night, brushes us and does Zippy's paws effury morning and sleeps wif da door open so we can come and go as we please. Mostly we sleep all night in da nice warm bed wif him. He even called dad's cell to ask if it was okay fur Zippy to go outside if it was only 8 degrees, mom sed she prolly hasta go potty and to see if she would go in da private litter downstairs. So he actually carried her to da potty! Mom don't even do dat, she just tells her to "go downstairs and poop, you little freak". He likes coming here cuz mom always leaves him good food to microwave fur dinner and stuff. Today we is haffing lasagna...home made! He shares wif us. Yesserday his gerlfrend brawt chicken and we gotted some from both of dem! We hafta laff cuz mom goes to da cabin and all she does is worry about us and da colony, she calls Jared den she calls Nick den she calls Karen! Sheesh mom, relax, da world will not come to an end just acuz yoo went away.
Dis is me, I'm da handsome mancat of da house...yoo can admire ladies but remember my heart belongs to da beyootiful Misty. We heard from mom dat dey is making fires in da fireplace all night cuz it's cold in da cabin even wif da wall furnace dey had putted in. She sez da furnace only warms da house but fur real warmth when it is -2 degrees outside yoo gots ta haf a fire. And down kwilts. She sez der is a new chinese restaurant dat opened dat delivers! So now der is pizza, chinese food and a chicken place dat also haf burgers and dinners like meat loaf and turkey dat dey can haf delivered right to da door but mom sez nothing beats making a pot of chili or some soup and watching movies.

Wait, what?

Um, mom haf been really bizzy and stuff and den yesserday da nefew camed over and last night mom and dad left. Dey sed "see yoo Wednesday" and kissed us all and left! We is getting spoiled by da nefew but we still kinda miss mom and dad. Gess we'll see yoo all again on Wednesday...oh, and it's really cold outside but our bed is warm...

Mancat Monday and an award

We gots dis great award from da Hotties like a week ago (way to keep up mom) and den we gots it from The PB&J cats
Here are the rules:
We have to give the award to 5 friends. Four of these friends must be dedicated followers of our blog. One should be a new blogger and live in a different part of the world. Each awardee must link back to whomever gave the award.
We is haffing trouble just picking five...but here goes:
Salome - Sisfur of Kashim and Othello, she gots scared off da balkonee and found a way to get back home...smart gerl.
George, Max, Tipper and Misty - Well, dis was Speedy's pick fur obveeus reasons...hehehe
Daisy - She visits us effury time we post...if dat isn't following we don't know what is. Also, she's cute and funny and very, very nice.
Rocky, the gutter cat - We think maybe Sadie is trying to make up fur woohooing Jeter's butt. She also woohoo's Rocky's butt, Pumpkin's floofy tail and clean litter boxes so he shouldn't worry about her woohooing. We also know dat she really likes him, a lot, we mean to da point dat she makes mom just go to his blog effury day just to look at his piksher. She could just look in da mirror but she sez dat it's not da same.

In other news, dad's been in da hopspittal fur two days now getting his fluids back up and his blood sugars back to where dey is apposta be. Mom haf been treating it like a mini vacation. Yesterday she went there to visit and he was in da bafroom, she asked da nurse what happened to his roommate cuz he wasn't der. Da nurse sed he was in da lounge at da end of da hall resting because he sez dat dad talks too much! Don't mom know dat one...but dis is how he does it. She'll be watching t.v. and he'll yak all the way thru the show, when da commershals come on she mutes da t.v. and - he stops talking. She'll be reading, doesn't matter what, newspaper, a book, da back of a cereal box, and he starts talking. Now, he expects dat when he is talking mom should be looking at him and paying attentchun. So, she stops reading and lissens until he stops talking, den she starts reading and he starts talking again, so she stops reading and he stops talking, so she starts reading and he starts talking again...get it? Finally, she'll say "are you done talking now or should I just put the book, newspaper, cereal box away?" Den he'll say "oh, sorry, guess that is kind of annoying". As Jeter would say, duhr.

This is how I've been spending the time since dad's been gone...sleeping in his chair.