A Time to Mourn

Monty's littlest bean has left us. We are shocked by this sudden loss.


When you are sorrowful look again in your heart,
and you shall see that in truth you are weeping
for that which has been your delight.
-Kahlil Gibran
Please keep Monty's family in your thoughts and prayers.

At Least Someone Appreciates Us!

Mommy has been very tired lately, and sort of crabilated (she says it's because she's so busy and hasn't had a chance to enjoy her summer). So Bert and I sat outside and really thought about what we could get Mommy to make her feel better. And then - lucky us - the answer ran right by us! A big juicy mouse!

Well, I won't lie kitties, it took a bit of time for us to catch that mouse, but eventually we did - all the while Mommy was sitting on the porch saying "don't kill that poor mouse". Now I'd like to say that we brought it right over to Mommy, but I did play with it for a bit (I thought I should make sure it was good and dead) - and again Mommy kept chatting at us "stop playing with that poor dead thing". Then Mommy went back inside and said "don't you bring that gross thing in here" - I'm sure she really meant was "I'd be delighted if you would leave it for me to almost step on in the morning" - so we did!

When we heard her scream in the morning - we knew she'd found our present. Somehow I don't think all our efforts were appreciated!

The good news is that the super hunter himself - our friend Skeeter gave us an award. I'm not sure if it's because of my hunting skills or not, but we sure are honored!


We'd like to pass it on to young Fagin (we're not sure if he's had his own award yet), another mighty hunter Goldie and his pacifist sister Shade, another couple of serious predators Eric & Flynn and all the Tough A** Torties.

- Pearl

Practical Thursday Part Eleven

Well, the list of practical cats is drawing to an end, but this week we have a "big" cat. All I have to say is that if Mommy or Daddy calls me fat again I'm going to read them this!

BUSTOPHER JONES: THE CAT ABOUT TOWN
Bustopher Jones is not skin and bones -
In fact, he's remarkably fat.
He doesn't haunt pubs - he has eight or nine clubs,
For he's the St. James's Street Cat!
He's the Cat we all greet as he walks down the street
In his coat of fastidious black;
No commonplace mousers have such well-cut trousers
Or such an impeccable back.
In the whole of St. James's the smartest of names is
The name of this Brummell of Cats;
And we're all of us proud to be nodded or bowed to
By Bustopher Jones in white spats!

His visits are occasional to the Senior Educational
And it is against the rules
For any one Cat to belong both to that
And the Joint Superior Schools.
For a similar reasonm when games is in season
He is found, not at Fox's, but Blimp's;
But he;s frequently seen at the gay Stage and Screen
Which is famous for winkles and shrimps.
In the season of venison he give his ben'son
To the Pothunter's succulent bones;
And just before noon's not a moment too soon
To drop in for a drink at the Drones.
When he's seen in a hurry there's probably curry
At the Siamese - or at the Glutton;
If he looks full of gloom then he's lunched at the Tomb
On the cabbage, rice pudding and mutton.

So, much in this way, passes Bustopher's day -
At one club or another he's found.
It can cause no surprise that under our eyes
He has grown unmistakably round.
He's a twenty-five pounder, or I am a bounder,
And he's putting on weight every day:
But he's so well preserved because he's observed
All his life a routine, so he'll say.
And (to put it in rhyme) 'I shall last out my time'
Is the word of this stoutest of Cats.
It must and it shall be Spring in Pall Mall
While Bustopher Jones wears white spats!



- Jake

Wordy Wednesday

Wow Wee - an award for us?! Our super cool friend Tesla gave us this neat-o Arte y Pico award. We love Tesla, she always has such great adventures and she is an inspiration!


About the award:

This award was created to be given to bloggers who inspire others with their creativity and their talents, also for contributing to the blogging world in whatever medium. When you receive this award it is considered a special honor. Once you have received this award, you are to pass it on to 5 others.

Rules:

1. You have to pick 5 blogs that you consider deserve this award for their creativity, design, interesting material, and also contribute to the blogger community, regardless of language.
2. Each award has to have the name of the author and also a link to his or her blog to be visited by everyone.
3. Each award-winner has to show the award and put the name and link to the blog that has given her or him the award itself.
4. Award-winners and the one who has given the prize have to show the link of "Arte y Pico" blog, so everyone will know the origin of this award.
5. To show these rules.

It's always so hard to figure out who to give these too, but we're thinking maybe our sick friends could use a little cheering with an award! So we want to pass this on to Mr. Hendrix, Felix, Skeeter, Moki and Earl Grey and his Aunt Jen!

Purrs to one and all!
Pearl, Bert and Jake

Attack Tortie Tuesday

As a member of the Tough A** Torties, I feel that is important to keep up my pouncing skills. I practice a lot at home, on rattle-y mice and fev-ver toys. But I really get my practice in when I'm outside, sitting in the grass...



Oh Jeepers - we almost forgot NOMS Day!

This is our woofie friend Sophie, she's a nice friend of Georgie's. We like her because she doesn't really bug us too much when she comes over to visit - well except for when she gets downstairs where our litter boxes are (though that doesn't bother us as much as it does her Mom!).


- Pearl

Mini-Man-Cat Monday

Who are you calling "mini" Mommy? We're both full grown - whoa WHO ARE THEY? AND WHAT ARE THEY DOING ON OUR BLOGGIE!?!?!?!!

Mommy, you got some 'splainin to do!

Well guys, a not so nice man was going to take these little guys to the pound, and I was worried (since two of them were injured) that the pound wouldn't help them find forever homes. So I told the man to bring them to me at work and I would take them to the nice shelter where they could heal and then find their forever homes.

This is "Socks" - he had a bit of a cold, but was very nice. He might have been a girl, but was too squirmy to really tell :-)

I called this one TT, for Tabby Tom and in honor of or friend TT. He was a bit shy, but on the drive he started to check things out.

And this one I called Flower, because he had a big white stripe down his back. He sat up close to the bars and watched everything, until the big kitty at the shelter scared him!

Well, ok then, guess we can't be too mad at you. I guess really we should just purr that those little ones find their forever homes as soon as possible.

- Bert and Jake

Week of Words

We found a cool new toy! It's called Wordle and it makes this:


Click to Biggify - so you can really see it.

We're sorry that we haven't been around much this week - Mommy keeps staying at the work place too late to help us blog. Hopefully we'll be able to catch up over the weekend.

Happy Friday everykitty!