Monorail Monday

MARLEY:  I really enjoy sitting on the back of the computer chair.  Its just the right length an it is SO cushiony!  I spent all afternoon here...

Unhappy Caturday

MARLEY:  Its a good thing TBT warned us in the morning that a storm was coming our way.  When he thought it was near, he called us all in, so I got some good last rolls.

And it was a good thing he did.  The weather went completely horrible, and it wasn't too good inside either.

The rain started, and we are used to that, but then ice-rocks fell from the sky.  Not little ones like kibbles like HAS happened once or twice, but big ones like marbles.  And they beat against the house so hard the house was vibrating!  We aren't sure TBT could feel THAT part but we all went to our safest-feeling placing.

Mine is down in the basement unner the stairs.  I think Ayla was unner the bed.  Iza is nuts; she watched it all sitting on the cat tree.  There is a fine line between stupid and brave and I don't know which side she is on sometimes.

And then all the lights went off.  OK, that doesn't bother us as much as it does TBT, we can see better in dimness than he can.  But that's NOT supposed ta happen.  So it bothered us.  It lasted DAYS!  [3 hours, TBT]

And then ice cubes fell from the sky!!!  We stayed hidden until the lights came back on.  Oh sure, TBT came around looking fer us for reassurance, but we stayed hidden.  We love him, but survival comes first!

When it stopped we all came out ta look.  We were shocked!

We dont wanna see THAT stuff again!

Freaky Friday

AYLA:  I came through the drying cycle just fine with the rest of the laundry.

No of course I wasnt in the drier...

I was in the washer...

Not.

Are you sure?

Thursday Gardening

IZA:  Well flowering season is improving.  TBT took out a bunch of seeds he got and I went right into the box.

It's a little tight for me...  Not enough curl-up space.

 But I AM surrounded by seed packets, and that promises a lot for the growing season.

Meanwhile, the yellow crocuses are blooming.  The purple ones will follow soon.

 Oh wait, here a are a few early ones.  Does lavender ones count?

The seriously purple ones WILL come later...  I like those.  They show off my furs best.

Wensday Hiding

AYLA:  Im not here.  Im  hiding.  Never mind why, Im just hiding. 

 Not here, Not at all.

Nothing ta see, move along...

Monday Mayhem

Well, we really messed our posts up this weekend!  Its all TBT's fault, of course.  We do our posts as best we can, but he is SUPPOSED to fix things up.  Like WE are sposed to know that the puter wouldn't know which day we wanted the posts ta show up? 

Annyway, WE wrote several posts to show up in the future cuz TBT said the weekend was gonna be wunnerful warm and we wanted ta spent the whole weekend outside running around and napping in the warms.  But NO, they all showed up a once on Friday and we werent on the puter ta notice.

So while we wre trying ta figure out how to apologize fer that, we got an email from our speccatular Aunt Susie with a fabulous cartoon in it just fer US!

Look and laff!

Iffen WE ever have ta get jobs, that is where we want to werk...

Caturday Saturday

Silhouettes and Shadows...

Freaky Friday

IZA:  This is a hawk.  A big hawk.  It was closer when TBT grabbed the camera, but it moved every 15 seconds.  He was lucky to get that.

He admires raptors.  ELSEWHERE!  Not in our back yard...

We do not like hawks.  Marley and I are rather too large to be threatened, but Ayla is smaller and likes to sit on the deck rails.  He is thinking evil thoughts toward the hawk.

There may be netting set up around the deck in the near future...

And a note to Ducky:  We can't get your blog to fully load...

Easy Like Sunday Not!

This is what Neilsen Media Research did to me recently...

We asked them why and have gotten no reply.  We don't want our stats faked.  And we think they got info they should pay for.

I think we should bill them.  In fact, TBT made an invoice.  Dare we send it?

Oops, we got this sent on the wrong day. Please forgive us.

Garden Thursday

IZA:  Garden Season is coming.  Our azalea cuttings from 2 years ago bloomed.

I hope that means they are gonna start ta grow bigger now.  

They are barely anny bigger than they were when first cut.  Mebbe they need ta be in real dirt, but then they would just get lost in the undergowth.  We will hope...

Valentine's Day, Part 2

IZA:  "Tanta est enim caritas Spitty debeo epistulam III partes".  Forgive the fancy Latin, but TBT said I should start out all sophisticated. 

First, I am SO thrilled to see that My Darling Spittikins chose to post my award-winning poem to him on his blog.  I have made some slight corrections and format from the original, on advice from others to also post here:

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TO MY DEAREST LOVE, SPITTIKINS –

How do I love thee?  Let me count the ways…

I love thee as I love my meals, warm and soft.

I love thee as I love my rattelly toys, noisey and whapable.

I love thee as I love a warm pillow soft and quiet.

I love thee as I love Birdie TV and Fishie TV and  Skwerl TV.

I love thee as  My Protector In the Halloween Adventure.

I love thee as dearly as the deer love to graze on the hostas and azaleas in the front yard.

I love thee as I love My meal, My litterbox when it is clean, and  the warm waterbed.

I love thee as I love the birdies that hit our deck door and wait for me to get out there.

And I love thee Furs of deepest Black, Shining eyes, Claws of sharpness, and deepest mancat mystery…

In my thoughts and in my dreams Thee constant comes; and in between I dream of thee.

In fact, and I’ll say this my King I even did this TWICE. 

Cuz the first version got deleted when TBT furgot to save, and that wasn’t very nice!

IZA-LOVEY

Second, I want to thank Spittikins for The Lovely Email Card he also sent.  It was quite amazing!  As each letter of "Valentine" appeared at the top, a flower starting with the same letter was added to a bouquet below.  And the bouquet ended up shaped like a HEART!  I was positively fainty by the end.  And then there was a message that followed that I will keep to myself.  Spitty is SO romantic.

Third, I want to show some pictures of Dearest Spittikins and me over the years...

This is a picture of us hot-air ballooning over Washington DC on one visit.   Well, before the balloon was attached.  The photogragher said he couldn't very well take anny pictures when we were up.

 This is one of 2 pictures of Goth decorations Spitty gave me when I was younger and really into that.

 This is the other.  Isnt it BOOTIFUL?

We drove around once in his Furrari .  THAT was a special day!

 And last, a little graphic I made one day after a great time together!  I love him SO much.  Hearts appear in my mind whenever I think of him...

Valentine's Day

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY 

TO ALL OUR FRIENDS, 

GIRLCATS AN BOYCATS!!!

Monday Exercises

IZA:  Workout time again.  TBT said I weighed too much after the vet visit.  I'm doing my one-leg pushups here.

Later, I will do jumping.  Annything to avoid "diet"!  Um, how many times must I jump to lose an ounce?  6?

Easy Like Sunday

We were out yesserday a lot.  So we needed a lot of inside laptime.

We got it.   We cuddled.

Got licks.

More licks.

Rested...

 Helped a sisfur nap calmly...

Thats what a mancat does...

Caturday Saturday About Freaky Friday

Well, you will remember that yesserday TBT  took out all the PTUs and we were thinking he did that to trick us into thinking we were going to the VET at night.  He fooled us AGAIN!

Around midafternoon, we were are napping after a good 2nd lunch and he caught us in rooms where there is no place to hide.  He closed the doors quietly... 

Next thing we knew, we were being stroked and gentley lifted onto his shoulder (one at a time, of course) and brought to the PTU.  We each have our own PTU.  It's sort of like Gingerlocks and The 3 Cats. You know the story.  The Cats have their own-sized foodbowls, napping chairs and beds.

But the story changes when we cats end up in the PTUs and dragged off to the VET.  At 3 o'clock, we were there.  We were not thrilled, but we are getting used to it.  We can't beat him at this game, the VET visit is inevitable, and we allus return home. 

But this time, there were some improvements!  The place is redesigned and nicer...  It used to be wooden benches and linoleum floor.  Not like we care much about that, but TBT does and well, fine...

The flowers are plastic, of course...

So there we were, lined up all in a row.

Then in the Exam Room...

To our shock (and pleasant surprise), Dr Jeffrey didnt do the temperature probe thing.  Apparently, he and the other Vet Coven Members decided it was too stressful and should only be done when we seem ill.  And there are some shots we didnt get this time because they also decided that they didnt werk well enough.

Anny visit with fewer stabbies is good fer US!

On the other paw (literally) we got clippy-clawed.  That happened last time too.  TBT is reluctant (and inept) so he had the VET do it.  He says he is gonna do it hisself in the future. 

We bet he cant.  It took the Vet and his Helper to do it.  But he says we might be surprised, as he did it on Cats Who Came Before.  He is betting he can; we are betting on seeing his blood in the attempt...

The bad news is that we all have to go back sometime soon fer teeth-cleaning and fer them to steal some blood and look at it.  Maybe even some other stuff.  We are getting older, and TBT says that means we need more care. 

The good news is that apparently the one day visit means we will live longer heathier lives and we and TBT sure want THAT!

Freaky Friday

AACK!  The PTUs are out...

But TBT hasnt tried ta put us in them yet.  They are just sitting there, waiting...  He is planning something sneaky. 

He knows we cant hide ALL day, so we bet we are gonna be grabbed and dragged to the VET at night when we arent suspecting annything and are half asleep.  Yeah thats it, we are SAFE as long as its daytime.  Whew!

Thankful Thursday

IZA:  I am thankful because I got to watch Birdie TV up real close!  Some birdie that likes peanut butter got itself caught in the Evil Skwerl Cage.

 I got ta study it real careful-like.  I mean, how often do we get ta look at these guys looking back at US so close fer very long?  Fer example, I learned they have REALLY ANGRY expressions when they get a chance ta show them!

But we didnt want the birdie relocated like the Evil Skwerls, so I finally told TBT ta go ahead an open the cage doors.  WOW, did that birdie ever skeedaddle FAST!

Not Werdless Wensday

MARLEY:  Warm February day!

 Happiness!

Tumminess!

Floaty-toesiness!

Grit in Furriness!

What is so rare as a day in June?  A good one in February!