Thirteen Years or Thirteen Months?

Puff plays like a kitten, inhales nip, loves stinky goodness, along with a good lap to sit on and a brush through her floof. Will still deliver a wicked smack-down to her siblings and purrs like there is no tomorrow. She's the epitomy of a cat, gorgeous, mysterious, aloof and loving all at the same time. She and her sister Powder head to the vet on Monday for their geezer check-ups. Mommy still has a hard time believing that they are over 13 years old. Daddy thinks that it's her good Southwest Kansas genes.

The Rudy Report

Just waiting on dinner...hurry up!

Sanibonani kitties! It's me - RUDY! with your Rudy Report! What a week it was here! Puff and Powder are now officially teenagers and we had a great weekend celebrating their birthday. The actual day of their birthday was on Friday and we want to thank all of you who came over to help them celebrate. On that particular day, I did not feel as though I had a lot to celebrate. It started with the PTU making an appearance and from there things just went downhill for moi. Mommy stuffed me in the PTU and we headed down the road to visit Dr. Joe and Dr. Wendy. Now don't get me wrong, I love them both but I have seen enough of them to last a long, long time. I was overdue for my Rabies shot and my FeLV shot. I could not get them when they were due because I was still recovering from that awful, horrid, no good Hemobart. So into the room I went and I was treated like a rock star. Lots of the staff peeked their heads in to see me and they all remarked on how handsome and wonderful I looked. Both Dr. Joe and Dr. Wendy came in to check me out. You see, Dr. Joe is the guy who does the day-to-day Vet stuff and Dr. Wendy is the gal who does the surgery and critical care Vet stuff. Dr. Wendy wanted to see for herself how I had progressed. Let's check my weight first, shall we?

Crappy phone shot courtesy of Mommy

Holy Cod! 12.2 pounds! When I was sick, I was down to 7 pounds. My normal weight was about 11 pounds. So, I guess I showed that Hemobart where to go! Everyone was very pleased with that number. After the great weigh in, I was poked and prodded and they looked in every opening I had (geez!). My toofies are good, my ears are pretty clean, my ticker is fine and apparently my butt is pretty nice as well. Time for the shots. Dr. Joe first gave me a shot of cortisone behind my head so I would not be as sore. Then in one flank I had the Rabies shot and in the other flank I had my FeLV. Dr. Joe said that since I am an indoor-only kitty that I never have to have another FeLV shot again. Yay! I took my shots like a good mancat and never even flinched. After that I was more than ready to hop back into the PTU and head on home...

Open the door, will ya'?

So kitties, that was that. I hope I don't have to go back to see Dr. Joe and Dr. Wendy for a long, long time. I spent the rest of the weekend in laps and inhaling some 'nip leftover from the Calico's party. Not a bad way to recover from a trip to the Vet's.

Oh, one more thing. Lobster is good. Very, very good. You should try it if you get a chance. Where has it been all of my life?

A Packed Bag

We think he's feeling a lot better.  That, or he wants us to ship him to a new home...either way, he's definitely improving.

Wordless Wednesday

The Rudy Report

Yassou kitties! It's me - RUDY! with your Rudy report! I hope you had a nice weekend, I spent mine giving myself a spa treatment with my tongue. I subscribe to Parker's belief that it's very important to keep a clean machine! Just don't think you can come after me with a brush, that's off limits!

We spent some time on the deck with Daddy, Mommy would not come out because she is allergic to the Hots. At least that's what she says. She spent her time in the kitchen and she managed to clog up the kitchen sink with parsley. Here's a tip to all of you kitty moms, parsley does not grind up well in the garbage disposal. And then your Dad gets to say bad words and spend his Sunday fixing it. She should have just stuck to fixing meat and tuna, those never clog the disposal!

I hope you have a Monday that feels like a Sunday - and stay away from parsley!

OoOOoOO- Pick Me - Pick Me!!!

Lookit'! There was a package for us in the bag of the guy with the bloo shorts! Mommy said it was from the nice people over at Purrfectplay - they sent us a box of their goodies so we can host some giveaway contests! I'll tell you this much kitties, there are some goodies in this box that you would definitely want for your very own.

For starters, there is this bag of mixed Dust Bunnies! If you want to see a better photo, please go here. I know about these because Mommy brought one home for us last April from Blogpaws and we never leave it alone. They are 'da bomb! They are organic and safe for us to play with, and your 'rents can wash and dry them.  Do you want to enter to win this great bag of fun? OK, here's what you need to do - go and visit Purrfectplay's blog and leave them a comment (tell 'em Parker sent you!)... I'll wait....Back? OK, now leave me a comment and we will draw a winner on Wednesday night from all of the comments. Easy Peasy, right?
Good luck to all of you. This is gonna' be so much fun!

The Sun Will Come Out...

Here's Puff readying herself for the 80 degree weather that's coming on Friday!

That girl sure knows how to stretch!

W00T!

Wordless Wednesday

Photo Hunters - Space

From the archives -

Diamond is invading my space!

Tattle Tail Tuesday

Oh hi, I just thought I would show you another little "quirk" of my sister Puff the Priss.

Here she is at one of our front doors.
She's determined to see what's on the other side.
Ain't gonna' happen Sis.

If you ask me, she's lucky Mommy doesn't shut the door and leave her in between them!

Thursday 13 - How To Take A Bath

I hope I didn't miss a spot!

Saturday Caturday - The Sound Of A Can Opening

Powder sez if you hear a can of Fancy Feast being opened, it is best to high-tail it into the kitchen! Jockeying for optimum position is crucial!

Raise A Paw Contest

Gaius the Cat is having a wonderful contest. It is called Raise A Paw and when we read about it we decided that we all wanted to give it a try and enter. Well... three of us decided to enter. Powder refused to raise her paw no matter what we tried . She couldn't be coaxed, bribed or shamed into doing it. It isn't that she doesn't want to support a worthy cause, she's very shy. We love her anyway and we'll just try extra hard with our paws to make up for her refusal to perform for the camera. We chose Wayside Waifs for our special cause. Wayside Waifs is Kansas City's largest Humane Society and it helps thousands of homeless animals every year. Mommy was a volunteer there for a very long time and even though we live in O Hi O now, she still stays in touch with a lot of the wonderful people there. You can read about some of her experiences with Wayside Waifs here and here.

First we have Puff limbering up.

A 4-paw raise! Very impressive sis!
Here's her classic one-paw entry.
Rudy is confused about which paw to raise!
Oh! The front paw, OK.
Now...Gimme treat!
My photographer cuts my head out of the first shot.
Too much feather, not enough face!
Um, Mom, get your hand out of the shot!
Purrfect!

Terror On Tuesday - Or, The Foiled Kitty Caper

The "Perp" AKA "Puff the SlickPussy"

Casing the joint

Nah, too much climbing...

Powder the accomplice

I'm in on it too...

Rudy is the coach

I make my break!
I have escaped between the brick and the deck!
I was swiftly apprehended with a big ladder and a lot of bad words! Here I am in kitty prison (our house).
Mommy says it's a shock she doesn't drink more than she does!
PS - no kitties were harmed or lost during this terrifying escape attempt!