Our Little April Fool - Happy 19th Birthday Powder

Guess Who is 19 Today?

This Girl!

We feel blessed to still have this little creature in our lives. Powder has been a part of our lives since Mommy and Daddy were married  - Powder was just a wee sprig back then. And to tell the truth, she never got much bigger. She's always weighed between 5 and 6 pounds. Such a little girl. Such a big mouth...she has the loudest meower out of all of us. As you can see, Powder thinks that she is large and in charge. Mommy says she's almost totally deaf, but she says the same thing about me - what??? Anyway - today we celebrate our littlest kitty, Mommy's heart and our darling Puff's littermate. Powder may be slowing down, but she still enjoys life and thinks that Mommy's lap is the best place in all of the world. 

Happy Birthday Powder!

Love from your brother - 

Rudy Toots - 

  Hi There Ladies - I know - I still got it!

Our 18 Year Old April Fool Kitty - Happy Birthday Powder!

Look who's celebrating her 18th birthday!

Circa 1998 - a mere kitten...

Some of you may remember that Powder is the sister of our beloved Puff who left us over a year ago. We adopted both Puff and Powder the weekend of our wedding in 1998. They were sisters. And like sisters, they had their differences. We all miss Puff, and we appreciate that Powder is still a part of our life. Powder is on meds for her thyroid and she sleeps quite a bit - that doesn't stop her from playing when she feels like it and guarding Mommy's lap. All in all she has a pretty great life.



I'm 18 and I'm Gorgeous! ('cept for the eye boogs)

There will be no foolin' around as we celebrate this tiny Calico kitty today, Powder has been around as long as we've been a family. That's saying a lot! So we will bust out the tuna, the 'nip and the Temptations -





Powder Rudy and Kharma working hard for the money...

Fletcher works hard too...

Rickey Tiki Tavey Says...

...never work when you can play with your buddy!

We'll leave you today with  Puff and Powder - their first day at their forever home. Mommy wishes her camera was better back in May of 1998 - but as you can see these two were destined for a long, awesome life, and thanks to them being good kitties, more of us got to live here! Happy Birthday Powder! We Love You!





Happy Birthday To Puff and Powder!

14 years of love and happiness. They both think that they are kittens! 'Nip for everyone - Happy Birthday to my sweet and fabulous sisters!

They Say It's My Birthday!

Thanks to Zoolatry - what a wonderful picture of me!

Hi there! I know I don't look a day over five, but today I become nine! So here's the deal, I'd like to celebrate with a commentaton to honor the memory of our blogosphere friends who ran off to the Bridge this week. Here's what my 'rents have agreed to do - we will donate 25 cents per comment to our favorite shelter, Wayside Waifs. And we will make the donation in memory of sweet Fat Eric, gorgeous Luxie, delicate Wintergreen and beautiful Molly. I think that they would like that, don't you? We will accept multiple comments from a family, for instance, if I commented, then Rudy came back and commented (as if the little Orange Menace could spell - HaHaHaHa!...oops, sorry), I would count that as two. The commentathon will run until August 20th 11:59 PM Eastern time. That's about it for the rules, so let's have a little fun, shall we?
If the 'rents of these wonderful kitties happen to read this - I hope your hearts begin to heal in time. All of here at Casa de Parker want you to know that you are in our thoughts and prayers.
Smoochies!

Puff and Powder Are A Dozen Years Old Today!

Guess who is a dozen years old? No Foolin'!

(re-posted from 2007)

It's April Fool's Day and it's also the day in 1998 that my two calico sisters, Puff and Powder entered into this world. Born in a barn and destined to have a incredibly short, crappy life full of disease, hungry coyotes and extreme temperatures, these two gals hit the kitty jackpot. At the same time they were born Mommy and Daddy were getting ready to enter into wedded bliss and the only thing Mommy wanted for a wedding gift was a cat. Yup...one cat. Daddy already had a D.O.G. - a sweet guy by the name of Jordan. A Golden Retriever who was about the happiest, silliest canine around. So after the vows and the short, but very sweet honeymoon, Mommy and Daddy drove many, many miles into the flat and boring Southwest Kansas country for a calico (that was Daddy's only requirement).


They arrived at the farm and were directed to the barn. The people who lived there were not what you might call cat people. They were people who had cats in a barn. A lot of cats in the barn, an awful lot of cats in the barn! Mommy felt overwhelmed. Daddy searched till he found a little calico kitten who was busy chasing around with her littermates. He scooped her up, looked her over and called it good. Time to go, right? Well, not quite. Mommy had been looking around and noticed the ittyest, bittyest kitten (calico) in a bale of hay trying with all of her might to back her little butt into the hay so she wouldn't be noticed. This just made Mommy more determined to meet her and the closer Mommy got, the more this little ball of fluff burrowed and hissed and spit and hissed some more. Mommy was hooked by her determination. Daddy couldn't say no. So, in that awful barn in Kansas is where Mommy and Daddy started our little feline family. Puff and Powder got a great home, and as a result of them being incredibly cute and wonderful, more cats have been welcomed into this family, like ummmm - ME!

So Puff and Powder, thanks for not screwing things up for those of us who got to join you later. I hope we share the same food, bed, toys, windows, home and the love of our parents for many, many, many more birthdays to come. I really do love you more than tuna juice!