The Rudy Report - NOT!



I have the right to remain cute...

Well...maybe not as cute as Rudy as a mere babe...

He turned 12 on Friday. I may or may not have shut down Blogger to avoid all of the Hoopla.

Yeah, he's cute, he's the one on the right. A suck-up right from the start.

He got pretty sick last year. We all were so worried, it took a lot out of all of us.

He's fine now. Big and bad and hard to diaper.

As brothers go, I guess I got lucky in that department.

I turn 10 in August. And I'm the baby.

Mommy says that she sometimes gets a little leaky eyed when people suggest that we are all Geriatric. I remind her that we are all here now. All of us, happy and healthy. That's the secret to happy, keep the love from the past in your heart, keep the love you get now in front of your whiskers.  If only beans could remember that.  Live for the moment kitties!

*The Rudy Report will be back next Monday, if I let it...

The Rudy Report

Well Hi there kitties - it's me - RUDY! with your Rudy Report! What an awesome weekend it was! Mommy went out hunting and came back with a refill for the middle of my our Turbo Track ball chaser. She stuffed it full of the preemo 'Nip and I went to town! So much fun! I really feel good and Mommy says she thinks that I weigh more now than I ever have. I have to go and visit Dr. Wendy next month for my shots that are overdue. Dr. Wendy did not want to give them to me a few months ago because it was too early after that awful Hemobart that I had. I've  made it through my grooming last month, so I guess I can make it through a visit to Dr. Wendy and a few pokes in the butt.
The grill has been working overtime with the nicer weather and we have all had little tastes of real live dead shrimps and steak. Springtime rocks.
Keep those tails high and enjoy the passing of winter. I have to say, this winter was the worst winter I have ever had in all of my 12 + years. I made it though and am happy that I have the chance to welcome Spring to our little corner of O Hi O!

The Rudy Report

I Taste Good!

Greeting and salutations kitties! Here I am, RUDY! with your Rudy Report! Here in Gods deep freeze, we've been hanging out in the kitchen watching Mommy cook things. She made a lot of stuff, some of it was good, some of it was not something I would rate high on the kitty scale of nommy. Brownies are nothing I'd ask her to give a repeat performance on, but pork ribs, make 'em again! She made potato pancakes and I was sort of lukewarm about those. It is a lot of fun snoopervising and she's very entertaining to watch.

It is freezy cold here and I feel so bad any animals who are stuck outside. Daddy feeds the birds and the squirrels, I watch them chow down and they seem fine with the weather.

Next Monday I go to see the lovely Dr. Wendy for my (hopefully) last Hemobart check-up. Given the fact that I run around and play like my tail is on fire and I eat like there is no tomorrow, I am hoping for a great report. If the report is good, it's bad. Why? Because I'll have to endure a grooming. Since I am less than pristine with my grooming habits, I'll need to make an appointment with Tiffany, my personal groomer and get all sleek and de-matted.

As Roseanne Rosannadanna would say - "it's always something..."

Keep those tails high kitties...