Uh oh! It's dread-lox time

Evfurry Spring, us long haired floofy catz (espeshully Persian types) can gets dread-lox. Dis iz cuz we iz sheddin' likes mad & cuz da rain gets in dere & da spit gets in dere & den it all mats upee. & I don't likes to be groomed exceptee fur da top of my head...so I makes da momee & da dadee puts off da process. You can see what went on at our housee on Sunday!

It looks like da jig iz up cuz somebuddy gots dis new Zoom Groom ting. "Momee?"

Well, it's not too bad I guessee. It kind of scritchez nicely.

Yikes! "Dadee, watch dat...you justee abouts pulled my earzez right off my head!!! Doez you wants an earless cat?"

Delilah joins in: "Uh...is it my turn yet???"

"Fur crime-ninnyz sake dadee! Can'tcha slow dat ting down???"

Nuttin I say makes any imp-presshun on dadee today. He iz on a blind mission to de-hareify me!

Since I yam a doctor, I will triez to be clinny-cull abouts dis. See da dread-lox? It iz stuck to my thigh. I haz anudder one on da other side. But to gets dem offee, da dadee haz to uze da fur scissorz. Da fur scissorz makes it so dat da dadee wont's cut my skin. If he did, I would has to whap him good.

Dis dread-lox iz huge. So I yam gonna be a messee fur awhile.

Delilah again: "Can I help Uncle Dr Tweety? Uh, your fur is falling out! Better do something quick!"

"Delilah...justee back off you itty-bitty poppet! Can'ts you see I yam in a bit of a pre-dickymint?"

Delilah: "Well now that it is all over with, let me bitey those implements of torture for you Uncle!"

Delilah: "See how I take care of you Uncle Dr Tweety?"

"Oh sure Delilah. Did you SEE da BIG GINORMOUS holezez in my furz???"

Da moral of da story to you Persianz: Don'ts let da beanz see your dread-lox. Mine were doin' justee fine before any buddy dis-covered dem.

Man-cat Mon-day: Maxi'z monkey pawz

My brudder da mad bad-Burr-man Maximillian haz toezez likes a monkey. Justee looks at doze tingz! I tink he feelz he will impress da Kellie if he cleanz dem up real good.

Da Maxi has to haz a extry long tongue in order to wash doze toezez properly.

Dis iz so dats da tongue can reach all doze crev-assez in between & also to gets all da (don't squeee!) toe jamz out.

After he iz all through, he turnz on hiz back & takes a nap.

I haz nevfur been too sure abouts dis entire process, but I guessee he haz lived like dis fur most of hiz almost nine yearz. I has to say dat I yam glad I doez not haz toe jamz... I only has to worry abouts dread-lox.

You are all invited to a pre-Easter dinner!

Yum, nom, scarf, burp!

Evfurry cat iz invited to stop by dis week-end fur da BIG chix-hen egg-stravaganza & feed. I iz gonna be in da kisch-hen cookin' up some stuffee fur Easter, so any cat dat iz not celly-bratin' all day tomorrow, or wants to pop-oevfur fur a second or third dinner can!

My ad-vice iz "DON"T BE SHY," justee comez on in & grab a leg or thigh, or mebbe 29 piecez, & we will eats until we can'ts eat any more & justee layz abouts on da floor.
Happy Easter Evfurry buddy!

New award fur cats

I haz invented a new award fur my frendz in da Bloggo-spear. It iz called da 2008 Big Kahuna Award. & it iz to honor doze cats dat has not only a deep intellygence but also egg-zippits a BIG amount of Grace by helpin' otherz.

I yam awardin' dis new award to da Mom Robyn at Hot(m)BC cuz she haz helped me & so many other kitteez in da Bloggo-Spear.

She haz kept us all in fine shape & madez tingz so much better fur so many cats wit her great reports & newz & fundraizerz & links to important eevents. (Of course she hadz da help of da Hottiez, but we won'ts menshun dat right now!)

I hopes dat my other frendz on da blog roll will gets dis award soon... espeshully our sweethearts. I bet it won't take too long until it goez all da way around da Bloggo-spear. It's gonna be funz to watchee.

Bathin' fur Bounce

Lookee here. I haz not been abull to haz a bloggie ALL week, cuz da other cats haz taken oevfur. & Today iz no different. Da Auntie Stinkie said it waz her right az a senior cat to haz her day too.
She decidud to takes a bath to get ready to haz tea wit Bounce, Miss Peachy, & Prinnie.

"Hello everyone! I cannot wait for my friends to stop by. We are going to have tea on the sunny front porch. But first, I must clean my paws,

and then I must clean my nose,

and then I must sample the shrimp puffs, hmmmm, a little less flour and more shrimp Dr Tweety!

And now I must look especially beautiful for Bounce!"

Wordless Wednezday: Iris

(PSssst: Dis iz Dr Tweety on da side. Da Iris iz singull!!)

Tuxie trub-bull Tuez-day

Look out evfurry cat, Delilah iz on a Tuez-day trub-bull day. Can you see dat look in her eyez? She iz starin' at dat mousie likes she wishez it waz real.

I bet dat Angus haz no idea dat da Delilah iz az fiesty az dis. Look at her whap dat mousie to bits!

Den she gots sick of da D-I-E-t kibbullz, so she sneex in to da treats drawer. Hmmm, iz she gonna haz Greeniez or iz she gonna haz da Temptashunz? Guessez any cat?

Den da momee puts a clean tay-bull cloth on da tay-bull & da Delilah promptly puts her bun-zez on da tay-bull & den she pretendz dat she can't see dat da momee iz standin' rights dere!

Den da Delilah goez fur a roll oevfur on da tay-bull. Right, can you beleevz dis? & I helped to raize dis kitten?

"Delilah! Here kitty kitty! What iz you doin??? You iz gonna pullz dat tay-bull clothee right off."

OMG! What iz goin' on around here? I tink da mad Bad-Bur-man mustee be right. Tingz iz outta control. Who iz in charge any-wayz?

"Stinkie??? Auntie Stinkie??? What doez you haz to say???"

Maxi-Monday

Maximillian here. If I look particulalry grouchy, I have a very good reason. Someone sat in my chair. Can you believe the nerve?

And not only sat in it, they rumpled the cover, messed up the boogie pad, and the final insult, left pine needles on the seat!

Hmmmm. Now who could it be???

The beans may be back, but I tell you, this household is out of control. The Burmese Security Council is going to hear about this latest travesty.

"Uh, what's that mommy? Kellie is teleporting in? Allright, straighten up everybody. Delilah? Go get the broom, and Tweety you bring the dustpan. Hup two three! Hup two four! Get your butts over and answer the door!"

Fry-day drizzlez

Okeedokee evfurry cat. First of all, da momee haz hadz no time to do my bloggie right. We haz been vizitin’ your bloggiez, but not always leavfin’ com-mints. She haz not taken any new pix fur a couple o’ dayz & now she iz leavfin’ to go up to Elly’s memorial tomorrow.

Da cat sitter (doez she SIT on us????) iz comin’ by to feed da Auntie Stinkie her pillz, but she doez not know how to type. Fur heavenz sake. If da momee & dadee are both goin’ to be gonez, dey needz to hire a typist. Dis iz only reason-a-bull.

I yam goin’ to include a pic here of a bun-knee in anticie-patient of Easter. Justee loook at dat ting! It iz kissin’ a cat! I yam plum astounded. I would mebbe kiss a itty-bitty kitten, but I do not tink I would kiss a bun-knee. Well, mebbe if it brought me some choco-nip eggz.

While da cat sitter iz here, doez anyone wants to teleport oevfur and haz a partee? We could haz a itty-bitty sip of green beer & mebbe do a jig on da ceilin.’ Dis should get us in da mood fur Tybalt's partee on Man-day & The Cat Realm's St Paddy'z Day partee on Tuez-day.

Da momee & da dadee shouldz be home on Sun-day, so mebbe I can pushee da momee upstairz to da comp-hooter. Of course, if all goez well while dey are gone, I might haz a itty-bitty nip-oevfur!

Wordy-less Wed-nezday: Dreamin'

Da word fur da wordy-less day iz: DREAMIN'

I yam dreamin' 'bouts da Mini.

Auntie Stinkie iz dreamin' dat she iz seein' nanerz & Bounce.

Iris iz dreamin' abouts her mystery boy-cat. Who iz he?

Delilah iz dreamin' bouts Angus.

& da mad Bad-Burr-man iz dreamin' 'bouts Kellie.

27 Chix-henz sittin in da oevfun!

Okeedokee evfurry cat. Here iz what we haz been up to dis weekend. See dat chix-hen sittin on da foil? Dis iz justee one of da 27 dat I roastied up fur da Mini & me.

We hadz so many catz drop in to join da feastin' dat I had to roastie 54 of dis gour-maid delight in a GIANT roaster. I has to tell you it waz lots o' fun, & many other cats stuffied demselvz silly, but dere iz one rather LARGE drawback to dis egg-stavaganza:

I now weighz 35 poundz. I cannot beleevz how fastee da poundz creep on. I only ates about 16 thighz & mebbe abouts 18 breastez. I only sampled 12 of da liverz in olive oil & garlic... cuz I left da restee fur da Mini.

Az I haz said many timez before, I will nots eat da dumb D-I-E-T kib-bullz dat da momee & da dadee iz puttin' down fur Delilah. What in da heck do dey expects?

Dere iz a reazon dat D-I-E iz in da word D-I-E-T. If you eats dat stuffee long enuff it's gonna kill you!

Mail call fur Delilah

Look every one....Angus Mohr sent me a package!!
I am so excited, I just can't stand it!

I am going to get daddy to help me open it. "Hurry up daddy!"

The suspense is getting to me! "Can't you go faster?"

Oh what is in there? All I see is plastic wrapping! "Move over daddy!"

A ball? Just for me? And it has pink feathers on it?

Okay...out of the way. Let me at it!

I am going to put the bitey on it, and if daddy does not hurry up, I am going to bitey him!

But look! There is a nanner! I can't believe it! I HAVE to bitey that too!

I have never seen anything like this in my life. I have only read about these fantastical nanners. Doesn't Pixie like these? Daisy, you have a wise sister!

And look, there is all kinds of wonderful things, including my favorite brand of food. I can have little servings, since I am on a diet. I have never eaten Temptations before, but maybe daddy will let me have one or two for dessert. "Daddy?"

Oh no! Here comes Maximillian! What does he want???

I may be feeling a little woozy from the nanner! I can't get too crazy since I am still recovering.

"Maximillian, this package is for me. Not you! Kellie sent you one of your own! Back off the nanner dude! You're slobbering on it!"

Look at the L-O-V-E card that Angus made.

If Maxi is going to chew on my nanner, I am going to pretend that this box is my rat cave. Of course, being that it is a tad bit small, I will simply wear it on my head!

I am one lucky girl cat. Angus Mohr is the best boy friend one could ever dream of. And I love his handsome ways, his literary mind, and his love of the romantic arts.

Angus, you are without equal!
I LOVE you!

We gots some awardz!!

Lookee what happened: Our good bud Henry Helton & Tybalt both sent me dis award: da Inspirin’ Bloggie Award. I yam plum amazed, ‘cuz lately, I yam not sure we haz been too inspirin’. But mebbe it counts fur bloggiez in da past? I yam gonna do my bestee to livez up to it.

I tink I will givez dis inspirin’ award to Skeeter & LC, Sunny’s Mommy & dat hansome man-cat Mickey & to Kellie & her momee. (We wants her momee to gets better & gets da right meddy-cashunz.)

Den, we gots dis remark-a-bull Toadally Awesome Award from da Furry Kids! I tink dis iz a furry interestin’ award. Justee look at dat toad. He looks like he could puff himself up into a BIG ball & roll down da hill. Mebbe he can travel da world dis way.

Hmmmm. Mebbe I will give dis award to my brudder da mad Bad-Burr-man & he can travull to Burma fur a year or two.

Uh… well… wait a minuet. I guessee he can’t do dat ‘cuz he gots da beootyfull Miss Kellie countin’ on him to take her on a trip to San Francisco dis summer. Okeedokee den. I won’ts give dis to da Maxi. Let’s see….. what shall I do?

Oh, I gots it, I gots it!! I givez dis award to ALL da kitteez & dawgz & beanz dat visited da momee while she waz in-cog-neeto. She tinks you are all da biggest blessin’ she haz evfur seen. So evfurry one dat visits us, you justee grabz dat big ‘ol Toad & takes him home wit you!! I promise he won’t givez you warts. You might evfun want to givez him a kiss!

PS: Delilah iz gonna openz up dat pack-age she gots frum Angus soon. I wonder what iz inside. I justee am about to jump out of my furry pants! Delilah? Here kitty kitty. Momee? Get dat flashy ting ready ‘cuz I can’t takes da suspenderz any more!

Tuez-day letter frum Dr Tweet

To my dear, DEAR bloggin’ frendz,

I mustee tell you all how touched I haz been by da outpourin’ of your hearts to da momee & fur your concernz fur Delilah. I haz considered dat I can never repayz all of you fur your purrayerz & ad-vice. I haz been keeping da momee company ovefur da lastee week, & it looks like she iz willin’ to try & helps me do a bloggie here & dere. I justee can’ts wait!

Delilah iz better! She haz not had a seizure fur a week & a halfee…. & she iz evfun layin’ on her back & playin’ wit Iris, & nozin’ around outside. & get dis: She gots a boxee frum her boyfrend Angus Mohr in da mail! She haz been nozin’ at it, tryin’ to gets da momee to open it so dat she can do a postee here, but da momee haz not been uzin’ da flashee box dis week. I wants to know what iz in dat boxee! (Uh, well of course, Delilah gets to openz it.)

Auntie Stinkie iz amazin’. She iz pawin’ her way to da front porch where she sits & breathez da fresh airz & lets da breezez wafteez through her furz. She LOVEZ da sunshine. Den, when she iz done wit her sun bathin’, she pawz her way back into da housee. It iz mostee remark-a-bull. Bounce haz been vizitin’ evfurry afternoonz & dey haz been takin’ tea wit Miss Peach & Princess.

Maximillian haz been snarfin’ tuna puffs wit da loverly Miss Kellie da Orange Cat. Dey iz plannin’ to walk along da Embarcadero in San Francisco in July & eats dinner at da loverly fish rest-rant called Scomas. Dey will takes a long roman-tick weekend & explore da wine country. Hmmm, I thought we waz in da country of da US of A. Where da heck iz da Wine Country?

Iris iz goin’ nuts watchin da Spring bird festy-vull. Dere are a squillion chixa-deez & some robinz & some jayz outside da pictshure window & da Iris practically bonks her noodle on da window tryin to follow da birdzez move-mints.

Da Mini iz comin’ oevfur dis weekend & we are goin’ to triez out some new recipeez from da March Saveur. I waz justee tinkin’ bout’ dis… I should be getting’ paid fur advertizin frum Saveur fur mentionin’ dem on my bloggie all da time! Hmmm, mebbe dis iz a source of revvy-new to pay fur Delilah’z meddy-cull billz. I yam ON it!!!

I also won some awardz! I has to go pix ‘em up & den I wil do a postee abouts dat too. But da momee iz gonna has to gets her typin’ pawzez ready. Momee?

Okeedokee. I lovez you all sweet frendz.

Yourz,
Dr Tweety Bird