Feelin' Mellon colly

Dr Tweety: "It iz Novem-brrr... & we iz feelin sadz about da fall of da gardun & da weth-err. I meanz, why shouldz it rainz all da time?"

Maximillian: "Yeah doc, don't the Weather Gods care about us cats? How come we don't get to decide what season it is?"

Dr Tweety: "I tinks we better all haz a con-fur-ence, dat way we canz deecidez how to fool da momee Nature."

Iris: "Tweet? Have you and Maxi been smoking nip?"

Maximillian: "Iris! One does not SMOKE nip! You've got that mixed up with something else entirely. Nip is to be savored by chewing and snuffling and on special occasions, niptinis are served."

Iris: "Details, details. If one cannot control the weather, it is best to retreat altogether."

Dr Tweety: "De-tailz????? How iz some cat gonna takes our tailzez away????"

Deliliah: "Iris, do we really have to put up with these silly boys? Isn't it bad enough that the leaves are falling? Did October morph their brain cells?"

Iris: "To be sure Missy D. These two are completely lame brained. I think the fall has dampened more than their fur. I do believe it's clouded their judgment entirely!"

Delilah: "Come on Uncle Maxi! Push!!! It's not that hard to get up on the swing! Just put your nose to it!"

Maximillian: "Oh no you don't Poppet! You're not gonna get me up there for all the nip in Burma!"

Maximillian: "Ahhhhhh... this is much better isn't it doc? Lazin' on the couch with the heater cranked at 98 degrees! Just don't tell Daddy you turned it up that high... we might be taking the midnight express to Tulsa!"

Dr Tweety: "We iz da onlee smart catsez in da housee brudder. Da gurlz justee needz to comez around to our way of tinkin'."

Auntie Stinkie: "I cannot believe you two big lugs have stolen my spot! Have you no shame? Lounging on a blind 17 year old cat's couch! I'm going to go call Miss Peach on the phone! She'll be here in a flash! "

Maximillian: "I'm sorry Auntie... I'll go see if I can find a bed someplace else. Maybe one of the girls will come and keep me company."

Maximillian: "Iris? Do you think you could get used to this life of Riley on Mommy and Daddy's bed? A nice soft warm blanket and a little bit of nip?"

Iris: "I might be persuaded if they would clean up this horrendous mess! Just look at the sloppy pile of clothes. What is Mommy up to?"

Auntie Stinkie: "Hah! I sure fooled those boys! Let the rest of the household run amuck, but I am going to stay right here and wait for Mommy to bring me my eggs.

Mommy? Hurry up!! And NO scrambled. Soupy if you please! And could you try hustling just a LITTLE????"

Fall iz fur da birdz

Maximillian: "Holy Guacamole! What have Mommy and Daddy done now?!"

Iris: "I am not going to get on THAT contraption... where is the couch?"

Maximillian: "Auntie Stinkie is going to have a conniption! This is going beyond fall cleanup."

Delilah: "I have no problems with this at all. What's wrong with you guys anyhoo... a little senioritis?"

Dr Tweety: "I am not gettin' on dat ting until I haz a nip!"

Maximillian: "Don't even mention the fact that it's 'made in China!'

Even if you have 25 nips Doc, it's not gonna change a thing.

What's really miserable is that the good old reliable couch is gone forever!"

Dr Tweety: "Yeah, buts a 'few' nips (mebbe 65?) will givez me da nervey to climbz uppee dere wit da poppet."

Delilah: "I'm telling you guys, there's nothing to it. It just sways in the breeze."

Dr Tweety: "Firstee I yam justee gonna (HIC!) haz a sip of dis bird baff. Espeshully when da momee here iz not (HIC!) watchin'."

Dr Tweety: "(HACK! Ptooey!!) Mebbe dat waz a miss-take afterz all. (HIC!) Evfun wit da nips I can still tastee da birdy feetsez."

Maximillian: "Brother oh brother. Does any cat ever listen to me?"

Chapturr Two (in what's we didz dis summer... beesides mess up my blog temp-plate!)

Okeedokee... here iz anudder look at what happened dis summer.
See moi above?
I yam dreemin' abouts everyting we did.
& we did a lot!

Az you ree-view, you can alwayz biggeefly da pix by clickin' on 'em.

Dis iz fun whenz you wanna see tingz like da messee in our house! Dusty bunz evfurry where you look!

Az many of you know, Delilah iz our gardun cat.
She iz da one who plants evfurry ting (Don't lets da momee fool you on dat score!) After all, dat iz her greenhouse dats da dadee builts her.

Dis shot waz frum May, when da seezon waz justee startin'.

Delilah waz sure dats da Climb-at-us waz gonna eats da entire gardun, but she gotted da momee to tiez it up.

In June, da gar-lick waz lookin' good.
(Do you remeburr lastee year when da dadee & Delilah built dat big kitty box? Well dis iz what Missy D grew instead of poops.)

In June, Delilah also sat guard oevfur her cukesez.

She waz growin' 'em on doze itty bitty ladderz so dats dey would not gets da dredded powdered mill-doo.

She & da dadee planted tomatoez in June too.

By July da housee needud to be burnt down.

Da momee said she couldz not cleen it 'cuz she hadz all dat work to do in da gardun.

But I don't see what work she couldda done when Delilah & us catsez didz it all!

Delilah hadz to cleen da housee up herself since we couldn't findz any matchez to start a fire.

She also pozed fur a tummy shot when she waz done.
(Angus? cloze your eyez dude! I don'ts want you keelin' oevfur.)

Den in August, I made pick-kullz frum da cuksez dats Delilah planted. I waz furry carefull to process dem in da steem bath.

By dis time, Delilah waz egg-sauced from readin' her gardenin' books & pullin' weedz.

Dis iz not a furry good pic but Delilah hadz to digz up da taterz too.

Den in mid-August, da beenz took a break!
(????!!!!)

Da momee had hurted her hip reel bad,
so she & da dadee went fur a restee at da beech.

It waz da dadeez birfday, so dey sat around da beech & ate some dinnerz & den came back home.

In da meentime, da gardun waz HUGE.

Da sunflowerz were az tall az da sky.

Evefurry ting waz goin' nutso.

By Septembrr, all da catsez here were sick of dis non-stop work, so we started hidin' out in da gardun.

& Moi? I justee took a nap & dreemed of Mini.

After all, dat iz da onlee sane ting to do!

OMG!!! It's us! We gotsez an update!!!

Boy o' boyz, doez we haz alotta katch-up to doez.

To start tingz off, we iz gonna blogz fur once evfurry cupple o'weeksez until da bad wether startzez...

& den we iz gonna bite da momee until she gets dis ting on da evfun keel!

So dis iz da firstee in-stall-mint of how we five spents our summer.

Chapturr One

I yam egg-sauced, az can be seen abovez & beelow.

Auntie Stinkie & I finully co-lapsed on da tabull & den Iris & I co-lapsed on da couchee.
(Which iz now gone! anudder chapter altogedder!).

Maximillian: "Tweet! Auntie Stinkie! Sound the alarm bells! Every cat to the deck! And just forget about this summer rain gang, 'cuz I'm telling you it's not gonna mean a thing when you see what's in the back forty!"

Delilah: "Yikes! How can that be? Iris, isn't there any quality control around this place?"

Iris: "Oh sweetie. You must still be a kitten if you think Mommy or Daddy are going to do anything about that. Just look at Mommy out there with a camera. Unbelievable!"


Dr Tweety: "See?!!! Justee looks at da outta control stuffee goin' on! & dis iz only what's happened in May!

I don'ts know how to egg-splain deze intooderz, exceptee dats da beanz thoughts it waz funnee."

(Biggeefye beelow if you cant's seez it properlee)

Maximillian: "Help!!! Help!!! (Where is good help when you really need it????) Where is animal control anyway??? Are we cats expected to control these things ourselves????"


Dr Tweety: "If dere waz justee one of deze tingz, we mights haz egg-scuzed da beanz.

But az it turnz out, dere waz tree of dem PLUS a masked Momee! & she leftee dem here to throw nutsez down on tops our headzez!"



Maximillian: "Holy Masked Bandits! !@$%#&*^! Run for the hills of Burma!!!"

Dr Tweety: "Scatter! Duck!!! Wit orangey sauce!!! (Hmmm... did some cat say roastied duck???)

"I tink I gotsez sumpin' weerd on my pawzez. Could its be rack-dune doo?"

Auntie Stinkie: "I sure hope not. We have enough poo to clean up around here, considering Mommy's summer strike. I think it's time for a bath."

Stay tooned fur Chapterr two:
"I helps da momee makes pick-cullzez."

Letter to my loy-all frendz of da kitty bloggo-spear

Dear Frendz,

You iz all so kind. I yam hopin’ to returnz to da bloggy by da end of Septem-brr.

Da momee haz agreed to comez in frum da gardun & sharez all da pix we haz taken while we waz away.

I yam feelin’ purrtee happee, cuz I thoughts we would nevfur blogz again.

I yam soree dats silleee poll tingy nevfur worked. Dat waz da momeez lack of comphooter skillz & da Blogger which didz not communy-cates.

Hoor-ray! I cannot waits until we gets da new comphooter & da momee will lets us puts our pawzez on her new key-board.

Kissez,

Dr Tweety & da Fab Five

PS: Mini honey? I sure am glad you iz my toona lovfin gurl-cat. I could nots haz made it through da summer wit out you.

Foodz ree-view - Addictions Cat Food!

Daddy: "Look Fab Five! Isabel at Addiction Pet Foods sent you a package!"

Delilah: "Food??? For us??? Is it diet food?"

Daddy: "Actually Missy D, it's good protein foods from New Zealand with holistic ingredients! Just look at the crunchies. They're called "Viva La Venison."

Delilah: "Obviously Daddy is hoodwinking us here. See me posing with this can? There is something called a brush tail in there, and it supposedly swam all the way across the ocean and crawled into this can."

Daddy: "Missy D! The brush tail is a somewhat invasive species (like a big mousy!) in New Zealand that is full of rich Omega 3 and 4 fatty acids."

Delilah: "Maybe they should have MY picture on the label... not that white cat. Fatty acids are good for me."

Daddy: "Well kitties, it's coming up. See what you think of this stuff."

Iris: Yum! It sure smells good. Hurry up with that food Daddy!"

Daddy: Now Iris, patience is a virtue. I have to scoop five servings out of this can. I don't want any cat to get one single whisker more than the other."

Daddy: "So Missy D. What do you think?

Delilah: (((gobble... snorf... nom... smorf... gobble... HIC!))) "Not too shabby!"

Iris: "I would have liked a tiny bit more gravy... but this tastes pretty good."

Maximillian: "At least I didn't have to go all the way to Burma to get some decent grub."

Dr Tweety: "Iz dat fur moi????"

Dr Tweety: "WHAT??? You say that there is a vishus vegan deer inside dere? How didz dey shrink it down? Where iz its hornz & it's hoofsez?"

Daddy: "Tweet! That is venison and apples. Shoot, I can't even get meals like this at the local cafe'. Don't go turning your nose up my boy."

Dr Tweety: "Sheesh! Doez it looks likes I gots my nozey in a werinkle? It nevfur ceesez to amaze me at da invenshunz of beanz. Deerz in a can... what's next? Deerz in a bottle?"

Delilah: "Yum! If the fish in the can they sent us is as good as this venison, I think I'll have another helping!"

Delilah: "On the other paw, perhaps I'll wait on that. (((Burrrrrrap!))) OOoopsie daisy!"

Narrator: "And so it came to pass that the Fab Five went to sleep with full and healthy stomachs... and Delilah dreamed of furry brushtails chasing (as Tweet is fond of saying) vishus vegan deer through the tulips!"

Thank you Addiction, for the opportunity to try your holistic pet foods.

Our ratings
New Zealand Brush Tail and vegetable entree': 7.5
Unagi and seaweed entree': 9.0
Viva La Venison grain free kibbles: 8.5

Time for ack-shun!

Dr Tweety: "Okeedokee. Dis hi-eightus iz becomin' quite annoyin' don't you tink Auntie Stinkie? I mean, what iz da momee here up to dats she cannot evfun takes one minuet to say how we are doin'. It iz comp-legally wrong!"

Auntie Stinkie: "Honestly, nothing surprises me anymore. At 17, I can't be moved to distraction, even by Mommy's desertion to the garden. Maybe we should let Maxi figure out a solution. Maxi? Can you help us out dear?"

Maximimillian: "You know what ... I am giving this some true thought Auntie Stinkie. If Tweet says he is retired, I am going to figure something out. The more nip flavored coffee I sip, the more clear my thoughts become."

Maximillian: (((Mutter mutter))) "Now what the devil did I do with that number to the Cat Bloggosphere? Ah! Here it is: 1-800-C-A-T-B-L-O-G! Wahoo! We're in business guys!"

Maximillian: "Um yes... is the CB operator? I would like to lodge a formal complaint about the lack of help from our typist (also known as Mommy!)."

Auntie Stinkie: "Make sure you tell them about how she is almost never cooks any good food. Just vegetarian things from the garden! I want my EGGS! I want my chicken! I want my steak!"

Maximillian: "You bet your yolks I'm gonna tell them. At least the folks on the CB care about us even if Mommy doesn't."

Maximillian: "I am getting depressed thinking about all of the awards we got, and Mommy has lost track of. Cats just think we're a bunch of slackers."

Dr Tweety: "See? Whaddid I tellz you??? It's all fallin' apart faster den you can sayz Holy (HIC) Yarnballz!"

Maximillian: "Well I am going to go see the head honcho at the CB in person. If Mommy thinks we can get by without her fingers... she has another thought coming. I wonder what she'll say when 20,000 cats show up on our porch!"

Auntie Stinkie: "It's about time some cat around here took action! I'm just glad Maxi is recovered enough to make the long journey to the CB headquarters. (Is that in Indiana???) Can you bring back some corn fed beef on your way back home dear?"

Why da momee haz dee-zertud us

Mommy: "Delilah! Are you sleeping on the job again?"

Delilah: "Mommy. You ought to know by now that I am the garden cat, and when I need to take a break from this non-stop work, I will.

Maybe you should go see what Uncle Maxi is up to. I hear he is back in the woods rolling in his latest shipment of 'nip."

Mommy: "Maxi!! MaximiLLIAN! You come in and take your medicine right now."

Maximillian: (((Huh??))) Oh for nips sake. Ever since I got sick Mommy has been over protective. I can't even cough without her going ballistic.

Mommy, maybe you should go stop Daddy from making those big bunkers in the veggie garden. Has he flipped?"

Delilah: "Uncle Maxi, those are not bunkers. (At least I don't think they are!) Daddy, have you been following my instructions to the tee? Have you checked for slugs BEFORE you planted the lettuce?"

"Oh... and have you pulled all those weeds yet? I can't even roll my little cart up to MY greenhouse because of all those darned weeds!"

"As you can see, I have been very busy instructing Mommy on how to plant seeds in MY greenhouse... those starts below are almost ready to go into the beds."

"And those trays below are all freshly sown with spinach and mesclun salad mix for the chef."

"Here is MY first crop of salad greens... I think Chef Matt will be pleased when he sees what a wonderful job I have done."

"And of course let's not forget the 120 bulbs of garlic that I instructed Daddy and Mommy on how to plant. I snoopervised each and every hole."

"The "Toy Choi" is almost ready to harvest. Somehow, I think I will be having tuna pie when Mommy steams these."

"Gardening is very hard work Mommy. You should know that by now from watching ME!

On that note, it's time to take a much needed nap and dream about my sweet Angus Mhor."

Awk-shun results!

Update: We haz winnerz of da awkshun!!!

Da ML & KC haz da pot reddy to collect da green paperz, & we now haz dere button here. But pleeze remeberr to chex wit us beefore payin.' You may haz post-age.

You canz review da itemz bee-low... & pleeze remem-burr dats all da proceedz goez to da kitty bloggo-spear to help cats in need to pay dere V-E-T billz.

Item #1
won by cwcwccw
CWCWCCW: pleeze email us wit your address. Your link in da comminty sexshun will nots leadz us to your blog!
Final bid amount 15 green paperz

Item # 2
Won by The Hotties!
Hotties, pleeze go to chex-out wit ML & we needz yer address.

Final bid amount iz 10 green paperz

Item # 3
Won by Karen Jo!
Karen Jo, pleeze go to chex out & email us yer addressee!
Final bid amount iz 10 green paperz

Item # 4
Won by The Creek Cats!
Creek Cats, pleeze go to chex out & email us yer address.
Final bid amount iz 15 green paperz

Item # 5
Won by Black Cat!
Black Cat, emailz us yer adressee soez we canz figger da postage.
Final bid amount iz 15 green paperz

Dis meanz dat Maxi’s awkshun haz raized a total of 65 green paperz fur da kitteez in need of V-E-T care on da cat bloggo-spear. We will work wit ML &KC to decides where da moneez should go.

Tank you evfurry one fur da encoragemint & fur bidding!!!

For you winnerz, remeburr to email us at mmacgregodastateorus
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