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Welcome Brothers! My moms says "Honey Baby Kittee-Poo, Winter is coming." First, YUCK! Why does she do that baby kittee-poo talk - makes me cough up a hairball! Second, Winter means that the hot boxes will be on and I can get really toasty! So I plan to work on my Olympic Napping positions this winter. What are you Brothers going to do?
Pip heer...I haz a really cozy, speshil place for warm sleeps. I climb on my daddy's close that mummy puts on a shelf thing by the heater box in the bathroom. I stays on the bottom shelf, cuz it is too hard for me to jump up on a hi wun. I kin make it a reely nice hidey place there.
Somtimz I sleeps in sun puddles in the living room...I shares wif da girls. We don't even fite over them...much.
Aunt Memory is their Mom (Yankee)...Sampson had thyroid issues a few months ago and she took hims to the vetspital. Maybe she will come in and tell us
whats going on...Idon't think they ated a bad mouse...they are inside cats like us all.
YEP, we need to call the fab female felines in too...all paws help.
Brothers! Dudes! Thank you for the paw circle as Sampson is feeling really, really punky today. All your help has given my moms water in her eyes. When she gets herself together she promises to help me write more.
Even if Ise young and inexpeeryinsed, i put my paw together for our friends becaz we has to stick together. We are a excloosive groop of fine spesimens of cathood, and we are strong in numbers. Hang in there boys, we gotcher backs.
Brother and lady cats - Sampson is feelinz pretty good today, my moms thanks you for the paw circle. I think he just wanted to suck up extra lovies from my moms yesterday. He goes Friday to the vetspittle to get an ultrasound. We both have very low thyroid and I feel wonderful and look beautifuls, even if I do say so myself! He mostly feels good, too.
Brothers, dudes! Sampson is back from the Vetspittle and his stomach is bald! Hahahaha! And my moms brought the hair home in a baggie - how weird is that? Now we BOTH got to take pills because Sampson has big liver veins or something like that. Actually its not too bad because moms gives us toona water to swallow our pills with!
Whoa, dere, Thor...that iz jist a horrible thing to have...er not have when it iz gettin' frigid. I iz jist lookin' at Sista Kitty an' she iz snoozin' on the floor hole cover where the warm comes from the furniss. I don't like snoozin' there...I snoozes on mummy's futon on her blankie. It is soooo cozy-warm. An' there iz ushully sun-puddles on dere too. Ahhhhh...makes me glad I'ze a kitty.
Brothers, Dudes! Tomorrow is Eat Bird Day and everyone, even hoomans, eats birds. I saw the little birds (quail) that my moms buys us in the cold box - I am so excited. Tomorrow it is half a bird for breakfast and half a bird for dinner. She doesn't cook them so it is like we are wild tigers eating our kills.
I don't know where the heat comes from in our house. One room has a hot wall but Holly has a basket right there and doesn't share with me -at all.
Sampson is feeling betters. He still gets pills - one with dinner and silly moms gets up in the middle of the night to give him a different pill. My moms wraps the pill in Flavor Dough and it is really yummy! I opened the cupboard and ate half the container of Flavor Dough one day and stupid moms cut down my dinner! She said it was so I didn't get fat - but she is just mean that way.
Just a helpful hint or two for my bruvvers. See, if the yoomans are all sittin an eatin the roosted bird, there is the possibilitee to get some if yu follow these instrukshuns.
Sit quietly next to the messiest eater. Ushully little peeple. Eat anything that drops on they lap or the floor.
If no little peeple are eatin, sit next to the person who likes you best and look sad. Open your mouf a little bit but dont make a noise. Do not attempt to climb up. this cood get you banished to the farthest room.
Make one tiny mew. Then, lift one paw, and stick your tongue out a teeny bit. If they dont notis you cuz they are fillin there pie hole, tap them on the leg.
If all else fails, try rolling on the floor, or pulling they shoe lacings.
I only been to one Eata Bird Day but this worked for me. I liked Turkey a LOT.
Hey Brothers! Yesterday my moms said that her mouse was dead. WTC? I was looking and looking for the dead mouse and she noticed and said "Honeey Poo Boy (again - YUCK!) do you want the dead mousie to play with?" Well, DUH! Brothers, she gave me this big, plastic thing with a plastic tail longer than Sampson! It was dead but it was no mouse - just some thing off her 'puter. Can I sue her for lying?
Brother Huck! We each got a whole quail for breakfast. Meeyow - the outside gray thing didn't get one. Hah! So my moms said that he want out and got his own birdie and left parts of it on the front porch. He is sooooooooo in trouble! Hahaha! What did you get for Thanksgiving?
I gots some turkey...then turned around and Accccked it on the carpet!! hahaha Probably her cookin...nobody else accked. Mom said I am mean and difficult anymore. Hmmmpf. Dad said I was ornery *)*&)7) what ever that means.
I was a waitin for them to put a tree up and Mom looked and me...and my nieces...did I tell you I have TWO baby curtain crawler nieces livin here???...anyway they said "don't think so this year!" I need to kill a glitter snake.
Dexter however loves "the babies". Darla on back of chair...and then cuddling with Marla. (Mom wants you to know she did NOT name them.)
mky moms has a toatsy bed too and we likes to get there first and get all the good spots. But she sayed (an not in a nice way) thars too manee cats on this dark brown duvayy cubber, so now she shuts the bedrooom door. Iris sit and crys and crys to go in butmom is not lettin her in ther. mom sayed she should buy everythng colorred cat hair so it dont show. i dont see wats wrong wif cat hair. hoomans is weerd.
WOT??? they went and abandoneded you? Hoos feeding you? I better send my mom up there sose you dont starve. I woodn't wind around her legs Id trip her down the stares. If i had thumz id report them for inhumannessity.
Ohhhh...I iz SO happy...my Mummy and Daddy come'd home yesterday. I waz twinin' myself around there legs and all. I tink they wuz glad to see me too cuz they waz makin' such a fuss over me..."Oh, Pippie, we iz so glad to see you? Did you miss us??? (stoopid kwestshun, if you asks me...)." An' then do you no what they did???? They changed there cloze and LEFT ME AGAIN!!! They wuz sayin' sumpin 'bout churches an' mummy playin' sum kinda moosic...but they go'ed outa the howse and leaved us agin!!!!! I 'most had me a seeshure over dat, let me tell ya. Dey didn't come back to the howse till it was dark! Well, when daddy was sittin' and eatin' his foods last night, I waz tryin' to show him how much I missed him...I tink I got a little karried away wif da claw digs on daddy's leg. Ok, I have to say that mebbe I did get a little 'thusiastic 'bout showin' my love, but he didn't HAVE to put me bak on da floor.
Ennyway, they iz home now and I knows they luv me and da gurlz.
LOOK wot we did!!! We kilded a mowse. Akshully Iris did it but sins mom dont no no better, I'm taking the glory for myself. mom sayed last nite we was lurking arown the big chair but she thot it was a bug. ha. now its a ded mowse.
we aint eatin them tho. they got HAIR and not much meat
But Tao...yew is not thinkin' on this thing jist rite...YOU eats the mowse, then horks it up where Iris 'n all the other gurlz is sleepin' and you gets to walk nonchlantly away an' tern up yer knows and sayz "eewwww...whooo did this icky hork job?" See, you gets to blame them and your mummy wood never say you iz a bad boy, wood she??? She wood prolly blame Iris cuz don't Iris gets inta thingz??? Don't yer mummy luvz you best???
Oh, I kin heer it all..."Tao made'd me eat it...I telled him I wood hork it up but he wooden lissen to me"...but your mummy wood say "oh, my widdow Taozy-wowzy wooden do a think like dat..." an' still the gurlz wood git blamed. You gotta tink dese tings throo, Tao. I iz an older, 'speereensed kat and I knowz dese tings...plus, spendin' some times in de Shelter Kathowse, well, I heered tings when I was in dat Kat-Slammer from other, more 'speereensed katz...jist tryin' to be a help, you knows...
Ill take your word for it Pipster, but it's too late for this go round caz mom or dad throwd the icky thing away. Mom usually takes em outsiders an lets the hocks or critters get em but maybe dad dint do that. anyway its gone. nex time i'll try to member.
You doo dat, Tao...I meen, we boyz gotta be thinkin' of keeping ahed a those gurlz...We is menkatz, and the best speshimins of manly katz in the werld. It is a tiresum job at timz, you no, but we gots to keep on top of are game.
Mummy and Daddy iz both gonna sleep on the futon...hmmm...I iz wonderin' jist how I kin disrupt there sleep time an' do claw digs on both of them. An' hog the room too. This shud be fun! They tared there old bed apart and threw it outside, they sez they are gittn a new bed...I iz wonderin' if mebbe I kin try it out to. Mebbe I better not do so many of those claw digs when they iz trying to sleep.
Hey fellas...how is the claw digs and sun-puddle sleepin' comin'??? Mummy an Daddy still iz on the foo-ton but Daddy iz shure upsettin' MY sleeps. He flops around like he's got itchies or sumfin. Mummy even left him there his own self and went and sleeped on the mat on the floor. I went by her, her sleeps dozent skare me like Daddy's does. She gives me more room too.
I must have been given a horse shoo or sumpin cuz I am sure lucky, I sleeps wif momandad and they dont thrash arown much at all. dad snorz but mom pokes him good and that helps. I sleeps betwen them cuz thats warmest, and mini sleeps there too and somtimes sooky and irs sleeps on the other side of moms legs. she says its a good thing she doznt move much coz she coodn' t even if she wanted to.
Hahaha, i found sookys dimint collar and i drownded it in the water dish. I am a jenius.
Good morning, kittybrudders. Gues what? Mummy an' Daddy gots their new bed. I sneeked into the bedroom this morning and saw it. Its gots a soft red kover on top...it wood look so much prettier wif some of my tan fur-hairs on it...but I see Mummy put a sheet over top. Don't no why she did dat, do you?
I hopes you all have a speshil time wif your hoomans on dis hollyday.
Merry, merry Kriss-miss to all my kittybrudders...I iz havin' a sun-puddle sleep in jist a bit. I iz so thankfull that I haz a nice howse to live in with hoomans that luv me...Kin I tell all you brudders a see-krit??? I even luvz my kitty-sistahs...but I won't ever TELL 'em dat. I mean, I iz jist lookin' at Sistah Kitty an' you should see HER...she sneeked down in the seller when mummy opened the door...well, she comed back up and looks like she been cleaning the furniss pipes again...she gots webs on her neck. She is sleepin' on the hot-box on the floor. Sistah Candy not that ambishis...she is sleepin' on Daddy's rockerchair. She's lazy...kleenin' furniss pipes is way too much werk for her.
Dudes, I is so happy you let me be a member of this wunnerful brutherhood.
Happy Chrispmouse, Brothers! We all had our traditional breakfast of birdie and my moms had egg nog and christmas cookies. Did I tell you that she has a really big lap these days? Hahahaha! We have sun puddles even though there was snow last night. I hope all the Brothers are warm and well-fed today - and - well - everyday!
Tao, you iz lucky you gots enuf heater-holes for all yer sistahs and yew. We only gots one heater-hole, and Kitty haz taken it over fer herz. The rest of us gots to make do with sun-puddles. Or nice, soft fleecy blankiez werks too. Mummy ushully haz some of them on the futon. I likes to snuggle in them. They iz sooo warm.
we gots some new toys, and one was even a mouse that squeeeks. And some catnippy tossin' pillows.
we is both heading off for a nap. No sun puddles today, but we have nice warm spots to curl up and nap.
My mummy iz tellin' me to asks all you manly brudders out dere a kweschion and opinyins. Mummy bringed home a stray brudder a few months ago...he is not yet "manly"...mummy sez he has all his ekwipment, whatever dat means...an' wood haf to go to the vetspital an' get fixed...I din' no us katz could get broke???...ennyway...mummy iz sayin' she wood like to bring him here in de howse an' live wif me and the gurlz...but she sez she is 'fraid that Hobo wood hiss an' fight an' koz a disterbance wif us katz in heer. What do you brudders tink mummy should do? She sez she could keep him in a krate for a bit wif his own pottypan an' food...I iz not so shure 'bout this, but I kin get along wif most ennyone...Hobo iz livin' in the barn wif the other barn katz an' he likes being top kat out dere. Mebby mummy should jist leave him there? But she sez she doesn't want to have him get pizza'd by those wheel boxes out dere.
Well Pip, this is Aunt Debbie. I have brought MANY strays in this house.
First off, he needs a vetspital appt. to make sure he isn't sick and bringing any bad germs into you and your sissters. She can also take a towel or blaket and rubb it on him...and then put it in the house so they get used to his scent. Does she have a bedroom or extra area she can put him in, with litter box...and door shut, so you all can smell him under the door and get used to each other that way? AND THEN...the crate out in the room a few days after to say "hello".
There is always going to be a few spats...but it will calm down soon enough. If he is young enough they usually like kittens better than adults. I would work on getting him neutered ASAP...as he will start marking territory if not. That is hard to stop once it starts.
Oh, and my mom sais to mind you dat affer Hobo gets manly, it still takes takes timb for all his no-manly horrormoans to get out of him (maybe a momf?) So iffin you do bring him in da houz right affer he gets manly, keeps him separat for awhile.
Thor (who haz been manly for longer dan I can member!)
Hey Pip! Getting a new brother might be fun, once you get used to the idea. Sampson Thunderpaws was a new brother to me years ago. (He was already manly when he moved in.) My moms was feeding him across the street and brought pillows back and forth so we could sit on the pillow and smell Sampson and he could sit on the pillow at his house and smell us. She took the door off the bedroom that is now the cats room and put on a screen door and Sampson stayed in there for awhile. If we got huffy she would put some cardbord up so we couldn't see each other and hiss. Sometimes she would get us in another room and let Sampson explore the house and then put him back in the room. We could tell exactly where he had been! She gave Sampson Rescue Remedy so he would be relaxed and plugged in Feliway for Holly and me. Sampson is much bigger than me and sometimes he chases me a little, but we never had a fight with claws and teeth - ever.
My moms sometimes let the gray outside cat in the house and he runs around and tries to sleep on her bed. Sampson hisses at him but no one ever uses teeth or claws. He has to go out when moms catches him and now that he has an electric hot house, he is not supposed to come in at all.
We has no doors on rooms heer...we all lives in jist one big room. Well, we kin go upstairs, but ifn we lets Hobo in the howse, mummy will not let ennyone up there. And the basement iz yukky. Even tho Sista Kitty bin kleenin' the furniss pipes.
Holymoly...you shudda seen my daddy yesterday...he spent all day werkin' on horkin up a hairball. It musta bin a reel big 'un, cuz I didn think he waz evver gonna get the job done. All morning an' haff the afternoon...hoomans is partikuler where they putz there hairball...he kept runnin' to the flushbox. Now, me...I just feels the urge and the hairball just goz wherebber it wants...floor, rug, carpet. Mummy not to happy 'bout that. Mebby mummy tol daddy he gots to clean up his OWN hairball, so he wuz bein' careful 'bout that. I dunno...All I knows iz the only thing I'ze partikuler 'bout is usin' the litterbox. Mummy says we miss it once and we be barn katz. Not good...not good a'tall, in MY 'pinyin. So I be reeeely good on gettin my bizniss done in the right place. Oh, an' daddy is feelin' good today. I even had me a little snooze wif him on the futon.
Heer iz a pikshure of the kitty-boy Mummy sez mite be my new brudder. He's got lotsa things ta lern an' I spoze I be the one to have to man-up an be hiz teecher. Mummy sez he's got to have "The Unpleasantness" first and said she wuz gonna call the vetspital tomorrow 'bout gettin' that done. Then he kin be a "manly cat" an be here. Hiz name is Hobo.
Mummy wants to say sumfin here, so I will let her...
Hobo has a VERY long tail, and a VERY long body. I don't think I have seen a cat built quite like him. His fur is quite soft for being a barn cat. I'm hoping he will realize that Pip would love to be his brother, and Kitty and Candy would like to be his sisters. Cross your paws for me, manly cats, that the transition for Hobo kitty goes well and he can live a long life and one of leisure, free from wheel-boxes and close to sun puddles and hot boxes on the floor.
Pip, tell your Mama that Hobo is probably a Main Coon, which is one of the larger cats. Does he have "ear tufts", which is extra furry ears and might even have the long "fluffs" at the tips? I will see if I can find a picture for you.
Here, take a look down the different colors of main coons, there is a black and white on there also! IF so, they are wonderful loving cats!!
I think he is just a "mongrel" of sorts, but I will look at his ears more closely tomorrow when I go feed the barn herd. LOL He is such a cuddler, tho. When I brought him home from that farm, I had forgotten to take the pet taxi with me that morning, so I just held him in the truck. By the time we were halfway home, he had curled up in my lap and gone to sleep. And he is VERY laid-back.
Pip here...Mummy called the vetspital this morning an' said that Hobo (my new brudder) iz gonna get The Unpleasantness next Toosday. She said sumpin 'bout him gittin a chekup too...oh, you spozin' they is gonna stick things in his parts too??? I 'member sum 'o you brudders sayin' bout how they do dat at da vetspital. Comes ta tink 'bout it, I guess the did dad when I was there. Now, to me, THAT is an "unpleasantness" too.
Mummy jist telled me I'ze not getting Hobo as a brudder. She sez the vetspital jist called and sez he tested pozitive for feeline lukeemia. So, Hobo iz gonna stay with the barn katz. I wuz hopin' to have a brudder. *sigh*
Mummy sez he's not gonna be manly. The gurlz in the barn iz all "taken care of". She sez she will spend her moneys for medisin for him insted if he be needin' any later. She sez she will still luves him tho, jist in the barn loves.
Mummy said the vetspital called agin and sayed to her that the vet sayed Hobo should be manly, kuz of passing onto other katz. And the vet sayed that he would make Hobo manly for half the price so mummy sayed yes. She sayed she iz gonna go pick him up soon an' he will have to stay in the AlCatTraz in the barn till in the morning. He gots a really nice sleepbox in there wif REAL sheepfuzz, mummy sez.
Hobo kin be in the Nah-Nah Brotherhood even if'n he still be a barn kat?? I will have mummy tell him he is speshil when she goes to feed him an' the other katz an' lets him outta AlKatTraz. Mebbe it will make him feel better even if'n he can't be a howse kat.
Mom had a suprize for me when she gotted home. She stuffd me in a box and tooked me to see Dr. Ron! Dint I juss see him in da summer? Den dey started talkin bout my hart mumblin or somfin, and bein on stage 4. I haz no idea what dey waz talkin bout. Why wud sumfin be mumblin on a stage?
That don't soun so good Thor.. get lots of rest and if you gotta take medysin, don't argew, just get it down. Its eazy for me to say that coz i dont get no medysins but sooky doz and she is not a good pashent. mom makes her take it tho. there are the ocashunal blue words. but then she gets a bakon treat and i dont so wots fair about that???
Hey Brother Thor, dude! Here is a place for your moms to go and get some helps with your heart http://pets.groups.yahoo.com/group/feline-heart/. My moms goes to the one for Thyroid to get helps for Sampson and they helped her a whole lot. Of course now, they help her with ALL of us because we gots no thyroid. Hahahaha! (Don't worry Brothers, I'm a healthy little dude!)
Like the other brothers said - take your pills without a fuss! I like when I get pills to get them wrapped in fish Flavor-Doh. I like Flavor-Doh so much that I gots in the treat cupboard and ate half a bucket of the stuff! Hahahahaha! Then I gots really mad when my moms gave me a little dinner instead of my manly amount that night.
Holy moses...you et a whole bunch of Flavor-dough? I not be knowin' what it reely is, but jist have to ask??? Did you spend lots of times in the litterbox wif runny poops?? That wood be hideeis if'n THAT happened.
Flaver-Doh is a yummy play-doh kind of thing made for wrapping around and hiding pills for dogs and cats. Sometimes my moms just gives us a little bit so we think it is a treat and then when she has to hide pills - she can trick us. http://www.flavordoh.com/
Tanks for all yur conserns. I aksed my mom, and I dont haf to take no nu medcins. I iz alredy takin medcins for my blud preshur, and Dr. Ron sez dats all I hafta take fur now.
King Wallingford, I will pass dat link on to my mom!
Iz ben playing notty tricks on my mom! When I hearz her comin down da stares in da mornin, I hangz my foot outa my bed soze I looks funnee. Den momz hart skips a beet cuz she tinks i dided! Wen she gets reel cloz, den i lifts up my hed and sez good mornin! ha ha ha dat mom shor is a wurry wort!!
Dis is an update on my daddy, (unkle Mike). Our daddy has a very low blood count, (8.75), or sumpin lik dat. When he slips on his slippers, he has to sits up, till the dizziness eases up.They has given him what mounts to a transfusion.His body is slow at making platelits.We all helps him, now dat he is home from the humanspitle. Momma has to stay on him, cause he will overdo it, ifin he can, and we don'ts let dat happen.
Thanks you brovers for de paw circle, and we is gonna helps him gets over dis.Tigger, Simon, Baggy, and Mitzi too.BTW, Mitzi goes into de rain room, when he washes. She is so close to daddy.
weez glad to hear hes better but you shood keep him outa that rain box. I will never unerstan wy they stand in there and get all wet. when they haf perfekly good tungs to use jus like us. Reely. Hoomans are very weerd.
Yes, tis working, daddy getting a little stronger.Thanks brovers.
Well yesterday we had a little xcitment.Mitzi she go out, and no body wanted her outs, but she slick, and gots out anyways.Momma worried daddy bout Mitzi being outs, "she gonna be sick"but old Tigger he sleep.Baggy, he be on top of the car, and Mable, the chicken she up dar wiff him, momma has a duck, and daddy wents out to get Mable down, and as he open de door, mitzi rushed in tween his foots, and turned loose a large chippy monk .Tigger he still sleeps.Mitzi try to cotch him, and I tried to cotch him, but Tigger still sleeps.Momma bugged daddy bout getting the chippy monk out fron under the dish washer, and daddy say he can't, and Tigger still sleeps.Me 'n Mitzi try all evening to cotch em, and it would slip back under de dish washer, and wes would both trys to cotch em, daddy say day sounds lik theys "scratching for a rap song", momma didn't catck on, and Tigger still sleeps.
Old Tigger was having a dream about Daisy May, finaly Tigger gots up, and went to de food dishes, and the chippy Peeped outs, all us went back into de living Rm., and nobody saw what went on in de kitchen, but old Tigger comes outs wiff the chippy in his mouth. The chippy was dead when he sot it down, and daddy prais him bout being a good hunter, and getting de chippy without a sound.Well I gonna be as good a hunter as Tigger, when I gets a little xperence, yo just watch. Simon
We don't gots any sun-puddles heer today; there is klowdz kivvering up the sun. BUT...there iz a furniss pipe that klose to the floor in the seller, an' me an' the gurlz shares that warm spot on the karpit. Life iz good, even if'n I has to share it wif the gurlz.
I Ben hold in my paws over my ears awl nite. Mom has been a yellin an screemin at da telly bishun. Sumfin bout sum birdies I tink - she wuz callin dem ravens. But she be happeez now. Hoomans is so weerd.
Ha, my dad sayed them ravings was lozin by pointers but then they musta flapped theyr wings or sumpin cuz they won a bowl of clydsdayls or sumpin. Mom sayd I bet genie is happy. I think yoomans are crazy. cept wen they do theyr duty and feed us,
Tigger, Dude! You are the MANcat! First you save your famibly from the wild chippie with one paw and then you sacrafice your own sleep to keep your fambily warm. You the MANcat! Unka Mike is the very bestest hooman ever!