A Little Parker Pie Update

Hi Kitties! Here I am in my Daddy-Crafted blankie enjoying some whiffs from the open door. I wanted to let all of you know how I am doing. It's all OK for now. The 'rents are still astounded at my appetite, I eat like a little piggy and love it when I get special evening treats. In the days before this rotten cancer, treat were fair game for all four of us. If treats were out we'd try to outsmart each other to get more than our fair share. Now my brother Rudy and Puff and Powder don't even try to horn in. It's as if they know I am sick and they let me have as much as I want. They don't even beg for evening treats when I'm sitting next to Mommy. I think my sibs are pretty awesome.
I am so very tired now. I have no pain. I sleep almost all of the time and I struggle to walk to the kitchen to get noms. Every once in a while I miss the box. It's embarrassing, but the 'rents are so cool about it.  I can't lie kitties, I dream a little more about the Bridge every day. I hope I rally for the sake of my 'rents...but I just don't know. I think I might be ready to meet TOWCB*, I hear they are awesome. I send all of you smoochies, I am never too tired to do that! We just take it one day at a time.
*The Ones Who Came Before

Super Bowl Snackies

It's been over 3 months since I got the terrible news about my terrible cancer. It's taken my sight, but it hasn't taken my spirit or will to live. I have adjusted well to not seeing things and I have my memory of where things are. I'm still pain-free and actually quite happy. Today I plan on hanging with the 'rents and getting some good Super Bowl snackies. I hope you all get to do the same.
Smoochies to all of you! I love you.

A Perfectly Parker List

There is nothing better than sitting around on a Friday planning all of the things that I want the 'rents to do for me over the weekend. Scritches, treats, doling out fresh catnip, more treats, me napping on them, playing with me, getting brushed...
It's shaping up to be a Perfectly Parker type of weekend!
Smoochies!

Wordless Wednesday

The Rudy Report

What's the haps' kitties? Rudy-Patootie here with the Rudy Report!

Goodness gracious sakes alive! Aren't I gorgeous? Even when I'm bad, I'm good! Look at those paws, those ears, those eyes...the floof! YIKES - I'm the whole kitty package...but enough about me and my splendor. It was a wet weekend here in O Hi O. Rain and rain and rain - all of the snow is gone, just in time for more snow in a few days. At this rate I will never get out on the deck. Speaking of the deck, I have what the 'rents call "cabin fever". Every time they go upstairs I run after them and sit by the door. Then I say "meow, meow, meow, MEOW" - which, as you know, is kitty-speak for open the door! NOW! The 'rents say "No" - which, as you know, is kitty-speak for "we are too stoopid to listen to you". And if that isn't bad enough they made 15 bean soup for the weekend. What kind of stoopid food is that? Food with 15 beans in it? Does that make them cannibals? Get it? Beans eating beans??? HaHaHaHaHa! I crack me up!

Anywho...I hope you kitties are all doing well, we've about got January over with and soon Parker will be all about Valentine's Day and swooning over a certain psycho tabby. She's such a little love-sick kitty.

Mommy is leaving us to go green-paper hunting in another town for a few days. I like it when she goes for a little while, Daddy is a lot more liberal with the treats. But I will miss her giving me skritches, she knows all the good spots!

Asta la' pasta kitties - keep your furry side up!

The Rudy Report

Hey kitties, Rudy here. I don't have a lot to report. It was a quiet weekend. We all feel sad losing so many friends last week. All of us tried to be nice to one another and we took a lot of naps.

We hope that this week brings peace to all of you. And treats. Lots and lots of treats.

Wordless Wednesday