Woops Wednesday

Well, Speedy managed to get out of going to da vet yesterday...mom tried to get him in later in da day but they were booked. We'z not telling him but he's going Friday, and mom sez she may hafta lock him in da bafroom until den. He went absolutley berzerk when she tried to put him in da PTU. Just look what he did... Two huge scratches on mom's arm...and da vet put a red mark on MY file! Hmmf I'm not nearly as danjerus as dat silly mancat. He made up wif mom last night, brrrping and purring until she picked him up and held him. What a coward! Now here is a truly brave mancat
Mu Shue saved his sisfurs from da fire in der apartment...he is our hero!


~ by the brave and danjerus Zippy

I finally get to blog and....

This is me, Zippy, giving Speedy the ole "stink eye"-he's such a little butthead sometimes...

That boy, it's like he's suddenly become a rebelious teenager. Do we cat's go thru the "terrible two's"? Now dad is mad at him...he jumped on the shelf were dad keeps his diabetic stuff and knocked down dad's syringes, alcohol swabs, stabby things and extra test kit! Then, when dad told him to get down and started picking up his stuff that stupid "mancat" knocked down a pile of stuff on the next shelf and he spilled bath salts all over the carpet. I've never seen him move so fast! He hitailed it down the basement steps and didn't come back up for an hour and a half! Mom had to clean all that spilled crap up and fix the latch on the closet door. I think he made mom so mad she ran away...oh, Sadie said she went to get more stuff she needs to make that wedding dress and have lunch with some friends and then she's gotta go get her glasses fixed or replaced and more of those bins for the automatic kitty litter....dang, she'll be gone all day! I'll be stuck here with that dumb boy and Sadie! Is it legal for me to lock my brofur in a cage?~Zippy

Somecats in trouble...

I'm not suppose to be up here but I was anyway. Mom had cleanser in da sink and I wanted to let her know dat she also needs to scrub up here...yup, dats my story and I'm sticking to it! The other day Sadie gots a bloody noze, dis maked mom all scared and stuff. When she took Sadie to da vet place dey asked if she had been outside and maybe come into contakt wif ticks. Mom din't know why, but Sadie has never been outside and we all get Frontline so we don't get muskeeto bites or ticks or fleas or anyfing like dat. Dr. B looked up her noze and in her mouf and took blood, she din't haf a fever or anything so he said it wuz prolly alerjeez and gave her a shot, she hasn't sneezed since. Mom saw sumfing over at my gerlfrendcat, Misty's blog. Now we know why he was asking about ticks. If yoo don't know about dis yoo shood go over and reed der blog. And leeve a messaje fur Daisy's fambly, it's heartbreaking to loose a frend like dat.

Speedy's in the doghowse!

Yesterday I was looking out da window and dad asked me what I was looking at....Is he def? Dad, yoo don't hear mom out there wif da weed wacky thingy?

She cut da grass, dad, what does she do after she cuts da grass? Sheesh, sometimes my dad is reely weerd. Please note, I am not da one dat clawed up da curtains. Right Speedy? I'm pleeding da fifth on dis one, mom's alreddy mad at me fur flipping da stinky goodness on da floor dis morning. And fur poking a hole in da door screen and fur jumping on da table and spilling a cup of coffee on da chair (they needed cleaning anyway), rolling da rattle ball around da kitchen at 3'0 dark dis morning (mom's gotta stop being such a lite sleeper), getting brown all over da scooper part on da otto-matik litter rite after she cleaned it, yakking in da basket of clean towels...lets just say I din't haf da best day! Mom sed I was in da doghawse but we don't haf one of dose. Would it helped if I gave her a hug?

It's man cat and high speed (speedy) Monday

I like dis piksher. It shows off my big man cat paws and at least one big whisker hump. Mom has hi speed dsl now, she just gots it going like 3 minits ago and already she's laffing and doing a chair dance. She sed dat daddy is going to be furry happy! I don't know bout dad but it looks like mom has lost her mind, again. So, now she needs to figger out what dad did wif da cable thing fur her kamera and she can post da Bizzy for Gizzy Kwilts dat we got. I like to drag mine effuryware and krawl under it and lay on it and chew on da corner which makes mom say "Speedy, stop! yoor gonna chew a hole in yoor nice blanky" but I can't help myself. I love my blanky and chewing on it is just part of loving it.

Bad Man Cat Monday...

So, there shood be a piksher of me, the man cat, at the top of this post. There izen't and there's a reason fur dat. I was furry bad yesterday and mom's reel mad at me. It all started wif my morning bisit to da baby kittens. Now, we haf a rootine dat we all follow. Marva won't poop in da litter in da kitty room so when mom goez down in da morning she lets Marva out and she goez upstares and poops in da self-cleaning litter. I stay wif mom and check on da kitties while she scoops da litter and cleans up. Yesterday I thot it wood be a good idea to take da tabby upstares to show him around. NOT A GOOD IDEA! Marva saw me wif her baby and went nuts, she took da baby and wacked me reel good and den took da baby back downstares and cleaned him reel good. And mom wuz mad at me, she woodent let me back in da room all day effun tho I promised not to try to take da babies out and sat in front of da foster room door and cried. Well, I reelized after about three hundred and eleventeen hours (mom:20 minutes) that I wuzent gonna get back in der so I went to find sumfing else to do. Ah hah, Zippy wuz in da litter so I went to watch her. Dis made her furry upset and she ran out of da litter and into da bedroom and squated down and pooped under dad's little desk. Dis made daddy mad and den when mom went to clean it up and squirt dat "kitty smell killer" on it she told dad dat she prolly did it cuz I wuz in da litter box room staring at her. Dis mad dad mad at me. Hey, I'm not da one dat pooped on da carpet and yoor not da one who hadda clean it up but yoor da one dat gets mad? Anyway, daddy woodent throw the sponjball for me so I decided to just play wif it by myself. Dats when I founded a neet little pen thing dat mom calls a 'flash' and started playing wif dat. Den mom starts yelling and tells dad I broke da flash dat had all da files she wuz gonna migrate to hiz new puter and it's all broken and now it don't work. I don't know what her problem wuz, she just got da little silver box thingy out and did da file stuff on dat so it wuzent a big problum frum my point of vew. So, it's not even 10:00 in da morning and Marva's mad at me, Zippy's mad at me, dad's mad at me and now mom's furry mad at me. So I turned to the only frend I had left, Sadie, who wuz just sitting on da ladder looking at da birdies in da backyard. Only when I got up on da other side of da ladder der wuz a fly buzzing on da window so I tried to catch it and (it's not my fault, reely) da ladder felled over and sent Sadie flying! So now she wuz mad at me too. And to top it all of mom wuz so mad she took da foods away! No food all nite! What mom, oh, she took da food up cuz Sadie wuz suppose to go for a teef cleening but she hided reel good and now she gets to go tomoro insted. Dis morning I haz been a furry good boy. I din't try to steel any kittens and I gess Marva forgifed me cuz she din't whap me when I went in dis morning. Sadie finally came out of hiding and played wif me and dad kissed my hed afore he left dis morning. I don't think mom is mad anymore eether effun tho she has been saying a lot of bad werds. I think she is froos, fras, um, upset wif da puter daddy gotted. She keeps saying dat pc stands fur 'piece of crap' and yelling at it fur not recognizing da new printer effun tho she has put da shiny disc in da drawer a cuppul of times. She looked rite at me and sed dat she can fix dis, she just needs more koffee! So, I'm sitting on her and blogging and I gess da koffee iz helping cuz she stopped saying da bad werds now. But she still won't post a piksher!

The boy is in trouble

This is what our tree looked like on Monday, Krissmouse day. Mom putted da tree up on Saturday and it stayed beeyootiful until after all the fambly left on Wednesday to celabrate mom and dadz anifurrsary...

Then Speedy acided dat he didn't want da howse decamarated any moor and he dided this...

He dided a furry good job of gettin all the cat toys offen it. The last piksher is wut it looked like when he gots done. Before he dided this to da tree he pulled down all da garland frum around da windows on da other side and took down all of da Krissmouse cards and dragged dem all offur and effen chewed sum up. Mom wuz furry angry bout dat cuz she uses da pikshers on da front of da cards as gifty tags.
He effun stole food (sumfing he usually duzent do) on new years eve he stolded a whole funnel cake (deys like big donuts shaped like a pretzel). We don't unnerstand, he wuz so good for 5 whole dayz. The family luved him a'cuz he was a snuggle bug and furry sweet to dem, den this happened. Momma sez no tree next year, we'z furry mad a'cuz we luv da tree. Zippy and I slept unner it and we liked to hide atween da prezzies. What is wong with dat boy!

A furry angry Sadie (who wuz furry good all week)