Friday, May 30, 2008

Friends on Friday!

Wow - we've got a lot of things to cover today, so many friends and things to talk about!

First of all we need to get our Jumps and Shouts in for Kimo & Sabi's contest!
So here's Pearl Jumping:

And here's Jake Shouting

Then, our friend JB gave us this cool award!

We'd like to pass it on to Tesla, our new friend Willie, our dear Miss Peach and Princess & Pierro.

And the other day, Jake's darling Queen Snickers sent him a super birthday present, which included the most amazing nip canes! Thank you so much my sweet!

And Momma Snickers added some cool scrapbooking paper and kitty stickers - Mommy is going to make a special birthday page for me!

Ages ago our Friend Miz Allie Cat tagged us for the Useful Meme, so here are seven ways we are useful:
1. We're excellent Alarm Clocks.
2. None of the furniture would be covered in cat hair without us!
3. Who else would eat all the stinky goodness?
4. We keep Mommy's feet warm in the big bed.
5. There would be all sorts of bugs in the house without us to hunt them.
6. Without us there wouldn't be anyone to suck up all the heat in front of the fireplace or heater vents.
7. If we weren't around Mommy and Daddy wouldn't get any kitty lovin' which is the best thing EVER!

We tag our sister George and any other kitties that would like to play!

And of course, and most importantly - today is Karl and Ruis' Wedding Day! Concatulations to them both!

Happy Friday to one and all!

- Pearl, Bert and Jake

Thursday, May 29, 2008

Practical Thursday Part Five

Time for another installment of Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats! This week we have a dangerous duo, we hope you enjoy their adventures!

(Also please don't forget that today is George's Third Birthday! We hijacked her bloggie and have a super great party going on over there!)

Mungojerrie and Rumpelteazer were a very notorious couple
      of cats.
As knockabout clowns, quick-change comedians, tight-rope
      walkers and acrobats
They had an extensive reputation. They made their home in
      Victoria Grove-
That was merely their centre of operation, for they were
      incurably given to rove.
They were very well known in Cornwall Gardens, in
      Launceston Place and in Kensington Square -
They had really a little more reputation than a couple of cats
      can very well bear.

      If the area window was found ajar
      And the basement looked like a field of war,
      If a tile or two came loose on the roof,
      Which presently ceased to be waterproof,
      If the drawers were pulled out from the bedroom chests,
      And you couldn't find one of your winter vests,
      Or after supper one of the girls
      Suddenly missed her Woolworth pearls:
Then the family would say : 'It's that horrible cat!
It was Mungojerrie-or Rumpelteazer!'-And most of the time
      they left it at that.

Mungojerrie and Rumpelteazer has a very unusual gift of the
They were highly efficient cat-burglars as well, and remarkably
      smart as a smash-and-grab.
They made their home in Victoria Grove. They had no regular
They were plausible fellows, and like to engage a friendly
      policeman in conversation.

      When the family assembled for Sunday dinner,
      With their minds made up that they wouldn't get thinner
      On Argentine joint, potatoes and greens,
      And the cook would appear from behind the scenes
      And say in a voice that was broken with sorrow:
      'I'm afraid you must wait and have dinner tomorrow!
      For the joint has gone from the oven-like that !'
Then the family would say : 'It's that horrible cat!
It was Mungojerrie-or Rumpelteazer!'-And most of the time
      they left it at that.

Mungojerrie and Rumpelteazer had a wonderful way of
      working together.
And some of the time you would say it was luck, and some of
      the time you would say it was weather.
They would go through the house like a hurricane, and no
      sober person could take his oath
Was it Mungojerrie-or Rumpelteazer? or could you have
      sworn that it mightn't be both?

      And when you heard a dining-room smash
      Or up from the pantry there came a loud crash
      Or down from the library came a loud ping
      From a vase which was commonly said to be Ming-
      Then the family would say:'Now which was which cat?
It was Mungojerrie! AND Rumpelteazer!'-And there's nothing
      at all to be done about that!

Wednesday, May 28, 2008


Hey all you kitties - it's George's Third Birthday tomorrow! And she thinks we've all forgotten!

Since she doesn't have many Doggy Friends yet, we're throwing a surprise party for her tomorrow, could any of you kitties come?

-Pearl, Bert and Jake

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Tuxie, Tortie and Tabby Tuesday

Yay - we finally got to go outside again! It's been a while, but the weather was so nice for Memorial Day that Mommy and Daddy said that we could go back out!

It was super - we spent all day outside, checking out the new plants that Mommy and Daddy got, the bird feathers on the ground and the new mole hole in the garden!

- Pearl, Bert and Jake

Friday, May 23, 2008

Goodbye Sweet Friend

Darling Bonnie, you will be missed...

"Bonnie Underfoot and Victor Tabbycat" was one of the very first blogs we ever read, we loved reading about her and Victor and their exploits. They were one of the blogs that inspired us to start. And of course, they were one of our early friends - always commenting and saying 'hi'.

We will miss Bonnie's sassy posts and her pretty face, but we know she's across the bridge now telling all the other kitties what to do.

(thanks to Chase for the graphic)

When tomorrow starts without me,
and I'm not there to see,
If the sun should rise and find your eyes
All filled with tears for me:

I wish you wouldn't cry
The way you did today,
While thinking of the many things,
We didn't get to say.

I know how much you love me,
As much as I love you,
And each time that you think of me,
I know you'll miss me too:

But when tomorrow starts without me,
Please try to understand,
That an angel came and called my name,
And took me by the hand.

And said my place was ready,
In heaven far above,
And that I'd have to leave behind
All those I dearly love.

But as I turned to walk away,
A tear fell from my eye
For all my life, I'd always thought,
I didn't want to die.

I had so much to live for,
So much left yet to do,
It seemed almost impossible,
That I was leaving you.

I thought of all the yesterdays,
The good ones and the bad,
I thought of all the love we shared,
And all the fun we had.

If I could relive yesterday,
Just even for a while,
I'd say good-bye and kiss you
And maybe see you smile.

But then I fully realized,
That this could never be,
For emptiness and memories,
Would take the place of me.

And when I thought of worldly things,
I might miss come tomorrow,
I thought of you, and when I did,
My heart was filled with sorrow.

But when I walked through heaven's gates,
I felt so much at home.
When God looked down and smiled at me,
From His great golden throne,

He said, "This is eternity.
And all I've promised you.
Today your life on earth is past,
But here life starts anew.

I promise no tomorrow,
But today will always last,
And since each day's the same way
There's no longing for the past.

You have been so faithful,
So trusting and so true.
Though there were times
You did some things

You knew you shouldn't do.
But you have been forgiven
And now at last you're free.
So won't you come and take my hand
And share my life with me?"

So when tomorrow starts without me,
Don't think we're far apart,
For every time you think of me,
I'm right here, in your heart.

Author Unknown

(thanks to Zoolatry for the beautiful image)

And even on this sad day - good things happen, it's ML's Birthday!!!!!
(thanks again to Zoolatry for another super graphic)

And Sammy and Miles have announced a day of {{{{HUGS}}}} for every kitty in the Blogosphere - to celebrate our friendships and our friends! Great idea you guys - hugs to one and all!

-Pearl, Bert and Jake

Thursday, May 22, 2008

Practical Thursday Part Four

Time for our weekly installment of Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats! We're sure that most of you can sing along with this one (Mommy was as she typed this for us). But this week we'd like to dedicate this to our favorite group of Mostly Jellicle Cats!

Jellicle Cats come out to-night
Jellicle Cats come one come all:
The Jellicle Moon is shining bright -
Jellicles come to the Jellicle Ball.

Jellicle Cats are black and White.
Jellicle Cats are rather small;
Jellicle Cats are merry and bright,
And pleasant to hear when they caterwaul.
Jellicle Cats have cheerful faces,
Jellicle Cats have bright black eyes;
They like to practise their airs and graces
And wait for the Jellicle Moon to rise.

Jellicle Cats develop slowly,
Jellicle Cats are not too big;
Jellicle Cats are roly-poly,
They know how to dance a gavotte and jig.
Until the Jellicle Moon appear
They make their toilette and take their repose:
Jellicles wash behind their ears,
Jellicles dry between their toes.

Jellicle Cats are white and black,
Jellicle Cats are of moderate size;
Jellicles jump like a jumping jack,
Jellicle Cats have moonlit eyes.
They're quiet enough in the morning hours,
They're quiet enough in the afternoon,
Reserving their terpsichorean powers
To dance by the light of the Jellicle Moon.

Jellicle Cats are black and white,
Jellicle Cats (as I said) are small;
If it happens to be a stormy night
They will practise a caper or two in the hall.
If it happens the sun is shining bright
You would say they had nothing to do at all:
They are resting and saving themselves to be right
For the Jellicle Moon and the Jellicle Ball.

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Terrier, Um, No Tuxie Tuesday

Hey George, it's Tuesday, is your post ready?

George? HEY GEORGE?!!!!

Jake, Pearl, have you guys seen George, she's supposed to post her Terrier Tuesday post, and I can't find her anywhere.

Have any of you kitties seen George?

Hey Bertie, I helped George get her own bloggie, so she doesn't have to share yours anymore. And this way she can hang out with all her puppy friends. She already went to a big party with Asta.

Jeesh Mommy, why didn't you tell me before! I should go visit her, any of you other kitties want to go visit her too?!

- Bert

Monday, May 19, 2008

ManCat Monday

I had a really spiffy Sunday - it was my 6th Gotcha-Day-Aversary! I cuddled with my Mommy, watched TV with Daddy, chased Pearl around the living room and even got extra treats and stinky goodness - a good day all around.

So today I'm just going to relax and bask in the glow of all the attention!

- Jake

Friday, May 16, 2008

Footie Friday

I do all sorts of things with my feet - they're one of my favorite things! I can walk on them, I can hunt mice with them, I can whap my brothers and sister with them and can grab hold of Mommy's fingers with them.

But none of those are the best thing to do with my feet, this is...

I love to put my feet in things! Especially things I want to eat - it's my way of making sure something is worth eating. Last night I decided to test out Mommy's pudding cup to see if it was worth eating, and it was! So I cleaned up my paw and then stuck my head in the cup (which Mommy was too slow to get a picture of, ha ha!) - and had some tapioca.

Now, I don't want you kitties to get in trouble, but try it if you can (it works for lots of stuff, not just pudding)!

- Pearl

Thursday, May 15, 2008

Practical Thursday Part Three

Here's the next poem of Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats. As Mommy read this one to us, we felt like we all have a little of this practical cat in us!

The Rum Tum Tugger is a Curious Cat:
If you offer him pheasant he would rather have a grouse.
If you put him in a house then he would much prefer a flat,
If you put him in a flat then he'd rather have a house.
If you set him on a mouse then he only wants a rat,
If you set him on a rat then he'd rather chase a mouse.
Yes the Rum Tum Tugger is a Curious Cat -
    And there isn't any call for me to shout it:
        For he will do
        As he do do
            And there's no doing anything about it!

The Rum Tum Tugger is a terrible bore:
When you let him in, then he wants to be out;
He's always on the wrong side of every door,
And as soon as he's at home, then he'd like to get about.
He likes to lie in the bureau drawer,
But he makes such a fuss if he can't get out.
Yes the Rum Tum Tugger is a Curious Cat -
    And there isn't any use for you to doubt it:
        For he will do
        As he do do
            And there's no doing anything about it!

The Rum Tum Tugger is a curious beast:
His disobliging ways are a matter of habit.
If you offer him fish then he always wants a feast;
When there isn't any fish then he won't eat rabbit.
If you offer him cream then he sniffs and sneers,
For he only likes what he finds himself;
So you'll catch him in it right up to the ears,
If you put away on the larder shelf.
The Rum Tum Tugger is artful and knowing,
The Rum Tum Tugger doesn't care for a cuddle;
But he'll leap on your lap in the middle of your sewing,
For there's nothing he enjoys like a horrible muddle.
Yes the Rum Tum Tugger is a Curious Cat -
    And there isn't any need for me to spout it:
        For he will do
        As he do do
            And there's no doing anything about it!

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Headless Tortie Tuesday

Oh, I've heard of losing your head, but this is ridiculous!

- Pearl

Monday, May 12, 2008

ManCat Monday

My Nip is up there, I just know it...

Mom, would you plllleeeeeaaaaassseeee get me my nip (or do I need to climb up that window and get it myself)?!

- Jake

Friday, May 9, 2008

Finally Friday #5

Oh it's been such a busy week - foxes, geese and all sorts of human visitors (we're not really a fan of them). And then Mommy has been working late at work, so she hasn't had any time to help us visit all our friends! Not one of our better weeks.

So we're looking forward to the weekend, just relaxing and hanging out with Mommy and Daddy. Maybe even a little more of that fresh nip!

- Jake

Thursday, May 8, 2008

Practical Thursday Part Two

Here's the next poem of Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats. This one is a bit scary, as good pirate stories often are - and Growltiger isn't the nicest kitty, but it's still a good story. The good news is all the pirates we know are so much nicer!

(Also there are a few words that are old fashioned and no longer politically acceptable, but Mommy felt that it was better to leave the poem intact.)


Growltiger was a Bravo Cat, who travelled on a barge:
In fact he was the roughest cat that ever roamed at large.
From Gravesend up to Oxford he pursued his evil aims,
Rejoicing in his title of 'The Terror of the Thames'.

His manners and appearance did not calculate to please;
His coat was torn and seedy, he was baggy at the knees;
One ear was somewhat missing, no need to tell you why,
And scowled upon a hostile world from one forbidding eye.

The cottagers of Rotherhithe knew something of his fame;
At Hammersmith and Putney people shuddered at his name.
They would fortify the hen-house, lock up the silly goose,
When rumor ran along the shore: GROWLTIGER'S ON THE LOOSE!

Woe to the weak canary, that fluttered from it's cage;
Woe to the pampered Pekinese, that faced Growltiger's rage;
Woe to the bristly Bandicoot, that lurks on foreign ships,
And woe to any Cat with whom Growltiger came to grips!

But most of Cats of foreign race his hatred had been vowed;
To Cats of foreign name and race no quarter was allowed.
The Persian and the Siamese regarded him with fear -
Because it was a Siamese had mauled his missing ear.

Now on a peaceful summer night, all nature seemed at play,
The tender moon was shining bright, the barge at Molesey lay.
All in the balmy moonlight it lay rocking in the tide -
And Growltiger was disposed to show his sentimental side.

His bucko mate, GRUMBUSKIN, long since had disappeared,
For to the Bell at Hampton he had gone to wet his beard;
And his bosun, TUMBLEBRUTUS, he too had stol'n away -
In the yard behind the Lion he was prowling for his prey.

In the forepeak of the vessel Growltiger sate alone,
Concentrating his attention on the Lady GRIDDLEBONE.
And his raffish crew were sleeping in their barrels and their bunks -
As the Siamese came creeping in their sampans and their junks.

Growltiger had no eye or ear for aught but Griddlebone,
And the Lady seemed enraptured by his manly baritone,
Disposed to relaxation, and awaiting no surprise -
But the moonlight shone reflected from a hundred bright blue eyes.

And closer still and closer the sampans circled round,
And yet from all the enemy there was not heard a sound.
The lovers sang their last duet, in danger of their lives -
For the foe was armed with toasting forks and cruel carving knives.

Then GILBERT gave the signal to his fierce Mongolian horde;
With a frightful burst of fireworks the Chinks they swarmed aboard.
Abandoning their sampans, and their pullaways and junks,
They battened down the hatches on the crew within their bunks.

Then Griddlebone she gave a screech, for she was badly skeered;
I am sorry to admit it, but she quickly disappeared.
She probably escaped with ease, I'm sure she was not drowned -
But serried ring of flashing steel Growltiger did surround.

The ruthless foe pressed forward, in stubborn rank on rank;
Growltiger to his vast surprise was forced to walk the plank.
He who a hundred victims had driven to the drop,
At the end of all his crimes was forced to go ker-flip, ker-flop.

Oh there was joy in Wapping when the news flew through the land;
At Maidenhead and Henley there was dancing on the strand.
Rats were roasted whole at Brentford, and at Victoria Dock,
And a day of celebration was commanded in Bangkok.

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

A Visitor

Um, Shade - I think you managed to scare that fox pretty good, cause she's here!

Mommy saw our visitor this morning, from the kitchen window (which is why the picture isn't very good - it's through the screen). Mommy said we couldn't go out unless someone was home to watch over us - but Daddy let us out this afternoon anyway. So I enjoyed my afternoon out and about - until Daddy and I saw that intruder. At which point I chased her off up the driveway!! I don't think that Fox will be back any time soon with such a tough-a** tortie around!

Daddy called Mommy to tell her the story and (after Mommy yelled at Daddy A LOT for letting me out) Mommy said that apparently I'm more of a "Dumb-A** Tortie" than a tough-a** tortie!

And I think it's safe to say that we won't be going out by ourselves much for a while.


**UPDATE** Daddy didn't give Mommy all the story till just this morning, apparently he left out the part where I stalked and chased off a Canada Goose (which as we all know are pretty big and mean). I think Mommy was way more upset about that, because the geese are always around and they are much braver than the fox. But I can not be stopped (well, except for not being let out, that'll stop me)!

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Terrier Terror Tuesday

Jake: George, look what you did to my spiffy new birthday toy!

George: It's not my fault, it was in my room! Mommy says that if you guys leave your toys in my room that it's not my fault.

Jake: Well I didn't leave it in there, I don't even go in your room unless Daddy it in there.

George: Well, it was there, so I did what I do - sorry!

Jake: Sheesh, what is it with sisters lately!

-Jake and George

Monday, May 5, 2008

ManCat Rule Monday

If your sister is making fun of you for not wanting to go out, you should smack her from under the door!

- Jake

Friday, May 2, 2008

Thank You Kitties!

All you kitties made my day! So many kitties stopped by to wish me a happy birthday, the Hotties brought over some nip cookies, the Crew brought over some tuna juice and nip - it turned into quite the party!

Then the spectacular Maggy, Zoey and Zoolatry Human made me this super birthday greeting!

And then my wonderful LadyCat Queen Snickers sent me this!

(Wow-wee, a beautiful kitty popping out of a fish cake - I nearly fainted!)

And then the beautiful Queen Snickers and I hit the blogosphere and went to Gretchen's Tea Party along with all the other birthday and gotcha day parties (did you know that yesterday was Willow's Gotcha Day?). I think we make a pretty good looking couple!

And as it turns out, Mommy didn't forget my birthday! It turns out that she had all the presents in the cabinet where I wouldn't find them - sneaky Mommy. She also came through on the extra stinky goodness for dinner too :-)

The best part was a special treat - Fresh Nip (if you guys haven't tried this stuff you you really gotta)!!!! This is one of the few pictures that Mommy got before I tried to steal it away and drag it down the hall (seriously this is good stuff)!

I also got some new feather-butt toys and temptations, but I'm all about that nip (Mommy is going to have to hid that if she wants to plant it in the ground)! So I guess it was a good birthday after all!

- Jake

Thursday, May 1, 2008

Knock Knock

Hey Pearl, I've got a joke for you!

Well, I'm kind of busy Bert, but ok, what is it?

Knock, Knock!

Who's there?


Puss who?

Puss-ibly you could climb that tree?!

Why yes Bert, I can!

Hey Mom, I've got a knock knock joke for you.

Oh yeah, Jake - what is it?

Knock, knock.

Who's there?


Jake, who?

Jake, your cat who's 6th birthday is today and you forgot all about it!!!!!!!!

Oh Jake, I didn't forget your birthday! It's just that we agreed that you guys were going to post a knock knock joke for Camie's Kitties' Fund Raiser!

All right Mom, but there had better be some presents and serious stinky goodness later on.

There will be big guy, don't worry.

Well, I'm just going to sulk over here till I get some cool birthday stuff - harumph!

It looks like other kitties (Gandalf & Grayson, Auntie Stinkie, Gretchen and Tiger Lily & Ruckus) are having a better birthday than me - please stop by their bloggies to wish them a super Happy Birthday!