Our New Haute Couture

Both Rudy and I were long overdue for new collars (aka haute couture) and one of the places we like to shop for our new collars is Feline Fido. They have a good selection of collars and they last a long time. Most important to us is that they donate a portion of their profits to animal charities. On Saturday our new collars came from the man in the long bloo underwear - we were excited because this means that we get to run around naked while Daddy says bad words about his nails being too short and fusses about how hard it is to put our ID tags on our new collars! All in all, if you are a cat, it's pretty good entertainment.
I was going to let you guess who got what collar, but here's how it was decided. We let Daddy choose. His reasoning is as follows -
~ I get the peace sign since Daddy likes peace signs and I am the star of this show.
~ Rudy got the Bumblebees because he's always buzzing around chasing us and  being antagonistic! HE CALLED RUDY ANTAGONISTIC! HaHaHaHaHaHaHa!!!
...I love Daddy.
~ Feline Fido did not pay us to promote their products. Feline Fido probably does not even know about me or this blog! ~

Fuzzy Flying Fur...

So, there I was, minding my own business, taking a nap in the midst of the high hots that have come to live in O Hi O and the 'rents sneak up on me and take this most unflattering photo of my boo-hiney. All fuzzy and furry and shed-ie. It's true that I am a little unkempt, but no matter how much I groom and get groomed, the fur keeps flying. It's a summer thing and there's not much else I can do about it.
Daddy keeps sweeping and vacuuming and saying some words on my bad word list. But it's not just me, no sir...Diamond Doggie has been contributing more than his fair share of furs in the house.
Howz about you kitties? Is the fur flying at your house?

Easy Like Sunday

Sunday is gonna' be a whole lot easier than Saturday!

Diamond was the only one of us who braved the living room with Mommy and Daddy during the big football game yesterday. Some football players showed up in Maize and Blue, but they didn't know how to play! Lots of word from the bad word list got used. It was awful.
But as Mommy says - there is always next year!

Tattle Tail Tuesday - I Spy

Daddy has been saying a lot of bad words this past week about what I spy with my little eyes outside of our dining room table.
Our beautiful Christmas tree has been waiting for the recycling people to take it for over two weeks. Daddy says that if they don't pick it up tomorrow, he's going to call the city beans and maybe say some more bad words to them.
And trust me kitties, they really don't want that to happen!

Was Toonces In O Hi O Last Night?

Here in O Hi O it stays dark outside for a long time in the morning. When we got up for breakfast Daddy got a big surprise when he went outside to get the paper. I'm just glad he fed us first! After he came inside he was very sad and said all of the words on our bad word list - twice!

Someone did not get the memo on not drinking and driving...

One of our pretty pear trees got deaded! If I am not around a lot, it's 'cause the beans are going to be busy fixing up this awful mess. There's a speed limit sign under the tree too!

Tattle Tail Tuesday - The Royal Deck

Mommy and I had a little argument about posting this photo. I won. She couldn't believe that Daddy brought a TV out to the deck so he could watch the Cubs play baseball and lay on the lounger and do guy things like drink beer and say bad words when the Cubs did not win. Diamond thought that it was great fun and we kitties wandered in and out all day. You can see me way in the background. Rudy tried to stay on Daddy's lap since he was still trying to suck up all of the sympathy in our three surrounding counties. Puff and Powder went between the deck and the kitchen where Mommy cooked a meatloaf, had a glass of wine and watched movies in between cooking. Mommy said that we look like a bunch of, well, I can't say what she said, but she suggested that we would not mix well with the royal family.

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!

Mancat Monday - Rudy the Football Fan

Here is my brother closing his eyes and ears because a lot of bad words were used during the Michigan/Oregon game by our parents.

After the game, he hid in shame. It's going to be a long season.
The Bears game was even worse, Mommy went upstairs and took a nap with us 'cause she thought Daddy was gonna' "throw a clot" ...whatever that means.