Bee-hind in all da memez & awardz & Momo too!

Now here iz sumpin' dat boggullz da mind. Becuz da momee iz too bizzy to helps me wit da blog, I didz not evfun know dat my good frend da Momo waz gravelee ill wit poyzen! Momo, I hopes you can fur-givez me. I lovez you. & I only foundz out two-day cuz I waz gonna finally catchez up on da vary-us awardz & memez dat kitteez had passed on to me. Doez I look madz enuff in da pic below? I sure hopes so.

Here iz da wun-derfull award dat da Momo passed on to us. Here iz what she said:

I would like to pass it on to the generous and humourous Dr Tweety who has been feeding the whole Cat Blogosphere yummilicious chix-hens for the whole of Easter and even before.
Tanks you Momo!! So we iz gonna pass dis alongz to Tigger da FBI Cat, 'cuz Tigger cre-ates all da wunder-full scrappy-book pagez & makes us all looks furry deelishus.

Den our frendz fromz across da Big Pond, Eric & Flynn, & den Boy da Genius Cat, tagged us fur da "Makes a Wishee" meme. & here iz what's your suppozed to do:

1. Think about what it is that you want more than anything, what your heart's desire and fondest wish is, and what it is that you would wish for if you were to see the wishing star flame across the night sky.

2. Right click and SAVE the blank graphic below. (Well, I messied uppee & forgots to load da blank giffafic...so it iz at da TOP of my bloggie!!!)

3. Use a graphics program of your choice and place your wish on this picture:

4. Post the Make A Wish Meme and your wishing star on your blog along with these rules.

5. Tag as many people as you like so that there can be wishing stars all across the Blogosphere and ask them to please link back to Linda so that we can see what wishes others have made and share those wishes with others.

So we iz gonna tagz Felineosopher.

Den...The Crew & Skeeter, LC & Ayla, tagged me fur da Mid-dull name award. Here iz how dis one works:

1. You have to post the rules before you give your answers. 2. You must list one fact about yourself beginning with each letter of your middle name. (If you don't have a middle name, use your maiden name or your mother's maiden name). 3. At the end of your blog post, you need to tag one person (or blogger of another species) for each letter of your middle name. (Be sure to leave them a comment telling them they've been tagged.)

Yikes! Okeedokee. My full name iz Tweety Bird Ashley MacGregor...so I tinks dat makes Bird my mid-dull name.

B: I yam bull headed...'cuz I doez whats I want & when I wants to dooz it.
I: Intelly-gent. Well, dis iz what da dadee sez...'cuz he told me I waz a doctor. To beez a doctor you has to be smart.
R: Really furry. Dat iz me.
D: Delighted...to be bloggin' wit all my frendz!!!

So..now we gots four cats to tag. I tag Pixel
& Louche Tabby
& Maximillianz gurl cat Kellie
& Moki!

Now.. I tink I gots all da bee-hind stuff...but if I forgots some buddy, pleeze for-give me.

Da momee sez we will go vizitin' later dis weekend. So gets ready!!! I yam gonna bringz a chix-hen leg to evfurry cat dat likes dem & fur doze dat wonts eat da meats, I will bring a pouch of nip.

Da after-math of da tree kingz

Narrator: 'Twas the night before Christ Mouse at the house of the Fab Five, and all the cats were good cats... and Auntie Stinkie said, "I have had many a Christmas, but I think I will leave the excitement for the younger generation this year."

So dear readers, while Auntie Stinkie napped, in the morning the Fab Five gathered at their breakfast table, and looked the bounty over.

Alas, not all went as planned.

Delilah: "Just look at all these presents Iris! Something for Dr Tweety from his Secret Paws pal, and something for me from my true love Angus Mhor, and Auntie Mignon Bean sent something for Dr Tweety and something for all of us cats. Isn't this great?!"

Iris: "I do not see any packages addressed to me. Is that one little package supposed to be for every cat?"

Dr Tweety: "Now Iris... do nots fret. I yam sure dere will beez sumpin' here dats you can haz.

But firstee, I haz to openz up my Secret Pawz prezzie!!! It camez all da wayz frum da New York & I didz nots evfun know dere waz an Old one.

Justee looks at dis tightly packed box!"

Dr Tweety: "Hoorah! Lets me gets all dis stuffee outs of here & see who sent dis!"

"It camez from a kitty named Piper. I doez nots know Piper, but I sure yam glad dat Piper became my Secret Paw. & dere iz evfunz a pic frum dat nice kitty. Dis iz awesome!!!
Tanks you Piper!!!"

"I tinks I yam goinz to chewz on dis itty bitty nip pillow fur awhilez."

Mommy: "Delilah? do you want to open up your Christmas present from Angus sweetheart?"

Delilah: "Open??? Let me in there Mommy!!! Oh! (((gasps with wonderment))) Look at it all... and pink feathers too???"

Mommy: "Yes dear, and look! A beautiful ball with a pink hairy tail on it!"

Delilah: "Mommy? Please put down that ball! You look very silly, and I do believe that is my Christmas toy. Don't you have something to go cook? Like a goose perhaps?"

Mommy: "But Missy D...just look at these delightful feathers!"

Delilah: "And you think I cannot see them when you dangle them in front of my nose like that?"

Daddy: "Look here precious Fuzzy Face, a pretty little pair of pink earrings!"

Delilah: "Pink earrings???? Let me see those Daddy!!!"

"I just have to bite those right this instance!!!"
(((Chomp!)))

Mommy: "Dr Tweety! Look what your Auntie Mignon Bean sent to you... a frame for you to put a nice photograph in."

"And kitty treats that SOME ONE must bake before they can be eaten. Um, would you all excuse me for a minute? I have a goose to cook!"

(((Mommy vanishes from the scene, leaving a box of unbaked cat treats on the table.)))

Dr Tweety: "Momee???? Where didz you go????
Delilah???? comez backee... we haz some works to doez here!"

Delilah: "Hah! Do you think I am going to bake kitty treats??? You are completely unhinged Uncle Cranky Pants!"

Iris: "Well don't look at me. I didn't even get anything remotely fun.. and I certainly am not going to wear an apron over my beautiful furs!"

Dr Tweety: "Not evfun fur dis nice nippy mousee Iris???"

Iris: "I am not about to be bribed Dr T, and really, I need to go help Mommy with the goose. Or maybe I will go look for a turkey in the front yard."

Narrator: And so dear readers, as the morning wore on, tempers frayed, and some cats, a little bit over loaded on the nip, came unglued."

Delilah: "That is MY toy Uncle Dr Tweety!!! Mommy??? Make him put that down!!!"

Maximillian: "Delilah, do you want me to whap Dr T with my double toes? I think I can manage a goodly scratch across the nose if you like."

Delilah: "No... I think I'll be okay Uncle Maxi. But it is sooooo annoying!"

Dr Tweety: "I justee cannots helps it. I justee LOVEZ dis nip pillow. Christ Mouse iz furry hard work & I tinks I needz to takes a nip nap.

Sigh-oh-snora!"

Narrator: And so this Christmas Day 2008 came and went. Although 'nip may have frayed a few nerves and ruffled a few furs, the Fab Five were all tucked in and fast asleep, as the New Year fast approaches.

May every cat have found safe harbor and good health, and may we wish you the very best yet to come!

Auntie Stinkie iz sad

I am feeling very lonely for one of my senior cat frends. Daisy the Curly Cat's sister Pixie, went to the Rainbow Bridge on September 14th.

I did not know that Pixie had left us. Mommy has not even looked at the bloggosphere for days on end until yesterday.

I wish that I had known... I would have helped to hold my friend Pixie's paw as she moved from this world towards her other friends at the bridge. But I know that she had her mommy with her, and that gives me comfort. But oh how I am going to miss tea and nip nanners with Pixie.

Maybe one reason I felt such an affinity for Pixie is that we looked a little bit alike. She had bigger ears than me, but we were both dainty, light gray and marbled, and we both knew how to keep our households in order.

Pixie, you are still my special friend. Maybe I can't see you in heaven, but I can hear you. You are swatting fuzzy mice, drinking lots of nip tea, gobbling chicken livers and ham, and of course, I know that you are healthy once more.

I will see you at the bridge one day my dear friend, and I know that you will make it easier for me when my time comes.

A note from Dr Tweety:
In da last few weekzez, many of our frendz haz been by & lefted awardz fur us. Da momee iz tryin' to keeps a listee, & we hopes to catchez up wit deze at some point.

Da momeez greenz biz haz been steady wit Chef Matt.
He iz evfun takin' dem to da Jamez Bearded Housee in NY, where Chef Matt haz been invited to cooks!!!! WOWZA!!!

Da momee here has to deelifur all da itty bitty greenz through Octoburr, so we still mights not makes it back to regular bloggin' until den.

If you all canz put up wit us onlee postin' evfurry once in a whilez, & mebbe not comminted, but justee know weez lovez you... we'll try & gets back to regular bloggin after Octoburr.

Momee iz home, but I yam sad

I yam finally back on da blog ting. I mizzed my frends: Henry Hilton & hiz brudder Clyde, Daisy da furry funny Curly Cat, & da five kitteez dat are tuxedo-wearin' catz at Hot (m)BC & all our other visitors. We has to go visit dem to-day & see what dey are up to.

If I yam sad, it iz because momee haz to work so much. She iz havin' to write de stuff on da comp-hooter & take stuff home frum work all de time... so when iz she goin' to play wit us? Who iz goin' to help me wit dis blog?

She haz not even looked at da gardun since she haz been home. Da one good ting iz dat she haz cooked all kinds of furry good tings we (& dadee) like: we got some roastie free-range chix-hen, some free-range steakz (I tink dey came frum bullz do, 'cuz dey are rather tough!), & to0nite, she iz goin' to make our flavo-rite: broiled wild salmon! Hoo-boy, we iz eatin' too good since momee came back & I tink we all have big belliez like toadz!

Ok, I promised every-buddy dat I would have a new poem fur dem... so here goez:

Da ending of da endless summer

De endless summer stops fur a brief moment

Da birdz even

stutter in da trees

Da wind even

pauses in da hope of another spring.

But while we catz do hope & wish & promise to be good,

we chant dis melody to our sunshine brudderhood:

"If only, if only,

if only da summer would not go,

we would be good fur-ever

and never claw, nor pee,

nor ever from home would we think to stray,

if only, if only, if only,

summer would be so kind to stay."

But da flowerz do bend dere pretty headz,

& da tomatoez drop dere verdant leavez,

& da rain pozes mud where da pawz do tread.

So it iz:

Da endless summer it iz ending &

da fall creeps closer wit its brilly-ant coat.

Thatz about all fur today. I yam tryin' to convince momee to work on dis blog more dis week, but she iz not sure she iz goin' to be able to help me. But she said we can vizit our frendz fur sure.