Rotten Leopard!

 That rotten backstabbing Leopard.  I  will show you the evidence of how I tried my best to make friends with him!  I even invited him to sleep on my bed if he wanted to!  I napped WITH him keeping him cozy!  

What did he do?  Usurped my place next to mom's head and prevents me from climbing on.  Now how's THAT for a fine how-do -you- do?  Is that gratitude for friendship?  The answer is N-O! 

Mom sees me sitting there staring at Leopard next to her, and I see her having at that horrible Leopard up there between the pillows where I would go on my way to her head. It grieves her to see me walk away, sad.  

There's a cure mom.  Try it. 

Me being welcoming and nice to Leopard.  

MY bed.  My black kitty head.

He is a sorry piece of work, that Leopard! 

Sunpuddles Everywhere

 Kitties! I am so glad there are sunpuddles again today.  Usually here where we live- it rains almost constantly.  We had over 200% of normal rainfall last year.  Mom put newspaper announcement in FB at the end of last year; and she said, "See?  I wasn't kidding all the times I have said that it's always raining here".  The year before the annual rainfall was met by April.  No idea why.  BUT this year, ample sunpuddles and normal rain.  Can't beat that.     

Mom had a week and a half off her normal rush rush get stuffs done.  But it's firing up again as of yesterday.  That's OK.  It's a privilege and...she is very grateful she has the git up 'n' go to do it. 

I'm absorbing heat from one of the wall blowy thingy's in the living room.  Mom has the heat set to go into the 60's during the night and since leopard guards her head, I cannot stay warm on it any longer. I huddle against her on the bed but it isn't the same.  I can't wait for when she gets up and turns the heat to 70. 

Mom said she knows neither of us have anything to say.  We may do as some other kitties have done and wait  as long as it takes till we DO have something to say.  Except  today I will say that I will have to go for my senior physical and blood stealing in March.  With things the way vets seem to want to keep it, not allowing the pet parents in with us...it won't be pretty. I wonder if there is any housing available on Mars?  Maybe we could move there if the v-e-t-s are nice and let our moms in.  

Mommy saw this on Face Book and adopted it.  I wish it was front page headlines everywhere every day. 

See ya over at your tunnel Kitties....on my way. 

Waiting for Godot..no, wait...Brother...

 Keeping the bed warm. 

Half of my monocle fell out...my one white eye brow, but it will return.  That is my quizzing glass, and I can't do without it very long.  One must needs be discerning!  

Waiting for a brovver to come back and sleep here . 

Pink pads- and some licorice ones too.  I allow smoochies.  Mommy doesn't care where they've been.

Getting to Know Me.

Kitties, I swiped this  form from my pal Miss Fitz  and erased her answers, and filled in my own answers,. Lazy and shiftless, I am!   On Monday our friend Rosie, from 15 and Meowing did a "Getting to Know You" post. It looked like fun so here are my answers after I swiped Miss Fitz's format on her page.  1.  My name is: Kathryn Isabella. 2.  My nickname:Katie, Baby, little girl.  Baby Girl.   3.  My breed is: Domestic medium hair...Tuxie. 4.  My age is: I will be 13 this year. 5. My favorite human food: Won't eat it.  6.  My biggest fear: Loud noises. 7.  My favorite thing to do: Bring my five little ones into the bedroom at night for Mom and I to have,  or  to play with if we wake up.  8.  My favorite toys: Donkey and Floppy Mousie. 9.  Do I love car rides? NO.  Totally not.  That's a big negative!  10. Do I snore? Yes. But mom likes it... unless my face is pointed in her ear. 11.Where do I sleep? Beds in all the bedrooms, my cat beds in my room...my cat tree and many times, my PTU.  I like my PTU.  The sofa back, the recliner back and...mom's lap and brovvers laps. 12.  Who is my favorite human: Mom,  My human sister (my Clients's mommy) and  all three brovvers.  That was fun.

Wordless Wednesday...sorta

 Mom came home to catch me at the keyboard.   I whirled around  quickly just before she stepped into my room so as to appear just resting.

Yes?  Can I help you?

No.  I wasn't working.  I was just sitting here.  Is there a problem? 

Special Furriends

 I want to thank all the special furriends who came to my pawty and helped me celebrate my gotcha day.

The day I came home with mommy was the most special day in my Tuxie world.  Mom was surprised that she knew she had to go back and get me...she knows she told you that before.  But the sheer overpowering love I showed her at the Vet's back area there and when I was brought out...and how I would not leave her except to use the Box...told us both we were meant to be together.  And we are.  Admiral, Robin, ExCaliber, Hopping John, Blackie, all of her babies who came before agree with our pairing.  Even Boo Boo, Brownie and Jack, her beloved woofies agreed. 

Mom will never get over how loving I am, and have been since the first second we met.  And the special snuggles and cuddles I always give my mommy.  Of course, she does the same.  She busy an awful lot, but I am patient.  One last thing.  n the morning when she wakes (I no longer ask her to wake up) she turns over..gets comfortable and asks me to come back again and settle facing her face with mine, gentle purring continually and she brings the blankie up just over my waist.  We are there quietly enjoying the face to face snuggles and gentle whispering.  Usually for close to half an hour.  That helps make up for Leopard who keeps me out of her face and head nowadays.  And she cuddles me in the day too. 

I'll be around for your Gotcha Days too.  I always am.

XXOO

It's my Gotcha Day January 16th

LOOK!  A beautiful card from RUMPY BUMP this meowing!!!

Let's rock and roll Kitties. 

Hoping some mancats come by...

I'll cut the cayk first! 

Fresh Niptini's everyone?

A classic,  Kitties!  Here's to ye! 

Nip milk shakes for the kittens...

Dig in.  I'll have mommy make more.

Dessert!  Let's dig in.  

Stay as long as you like.  Cuddlepiles will be in the west bedroom on the big bed.  Treats will be laid out as well for those hungry in the middle of the night.  Lots of beds all over the house so take your pick.  Blankies too.  Mom will come by and smooch you goodnight.  AND check to make sure you're all covered up...the whole kitty pile. Oh...she may join us.  Pay no attention. 

Fanks You

 Fanks you for the compliments on the new header.  I hope Miss Ann read them all.  She deserves those compliments, and I did hit the jackpot indeed!  I'm just so proud of the header! 

Admiral was not well when the footer picture was taken back in 2011.  It was taken not much more than a month before she flew away to the Bridge, taking Mommy's heart with her though mommy didn't know her baby was going to leave at the time.  

Here she was, well and beautiful.  

 

It's that time of year when every week brings the possibility of snow into the forecast.  Mom doesn't like that because she has to do a lot of back and forthing to The Big City every week.  This is mountainous territory and mom said it's no fun driving in our ball bearing snows! ( read icy snow). 

Did I show you what mom and I got for Christmas?  It's hand made, and my Client's mom found it and presented it to us on Christmas.  I hope we find a good spot for it so I can watch TV. Mom loves it.  It's a (sorry Trout towne Tabbies) a bass turd birdie house.

And last night, look who came to bed with us!  The three fave babies!  Donkey, Fat Pink Mousie (he has a middle name, doesn't he?)  and Floppy Mousie!  Mom waited till 2pm before she helped them get back to the living room where they live. 

 Now we are all together out where everyone is.  

 

Oh Boy Oh Boy Oh Boy Oh BOY

 Kitties! Look what Miss Ann Adamus  created!  She created the other two looks as well that you have known all this time but I won Celestial Kitties Auction when I bid on a new header, won the auction  and GOOD GRIEF!  LOOK at THIS!  Talk about hitting the jackpot! Thank you Miss Ann!  I has a new footer too.

I mean, like, WHEEEEEE!  Look at MEEEEEEE!  WOW!  

Claws

 Kitties!  Mom took me to the Vet yesterday and had my claws trimmed.  Just because I puncture everywhere I walk on her.  She said her network of punctures and scratches look like a road map with the cities marked with those little red circles.  I admit I know I hurt her when I reach up to pat her face.  I keep the nails in as far as I can get them into my toesies (I think Katie DOES know she hurts, as she is hesitant to pat me after seeing me flinch). Mom needs to get me there more often.  She just dreads it, but she is the one who suffers.  So for awhile I can pat her all I want to and she'll love it. 

Mom just returned from a walkie.  It's colder'n a witch's heart out there and the wind is blowing a bit.  Siri just told her 7 mph which is breezy with the low 30's temp. Guess who forgot her earmuffs or a hat?  That'd be her. But once you get up there she said, she hated to turn around and come home for the necessary items.  She's afraid she would stay.

Favorite brovver is coming home for a day tomorrow after an appointment he has to get to.  I am sure looking forward to his home coming for the night.  I haven't had any brovvers to love on since other favorite brovver left to go back over the mountains.

 Oh!  Kitties!  Mom took Leopard away for a few days to make it up to me when I suffered (she did too) with the shrieking high decibel burglar alarm (120 Db.)   Well, guess what?  After three nights of my beautifying her face and head with my munificent furs...Leopard came back.  A kitty can't win for trying! Sheesh! But she's been brushing and combing me more than ever to make up for it.

Non lethal now...back footie.

My 'stache, my fang AND my nosey.

I Wuz Robbed!

 Kitties!  It was terrible!  It was unfair, and it was a crime against felinity. What you say?  Well, a picture is worth a thousand words! So here is the picture!   And I ask you to think how HARD it was for me to make this drawing so she would know what a terrible thing she did!  Try as we may, we cats and our servants can't always make either of our wishes known.  You know?  But I went the extra mile! 

(I held the pen between my front two toesies(. 

Here is my work- that was truly and really waiting for her on the floor on my soft blankie where I lay under the hot air blowy thingy when she got up the next morning after attaching an air deflector to MY hot air blowy thingy.  MY hot air blowy thingy, not HER hot air blowy thingy.  (well, other favorite brother was here...I will admit.  He may have assisted.  Not confirming anything and he calls me a POT ROAST!). 

 I laid there every single day to stay warm or cool when it becomes the cold air blowy thingy.  SHE RUINED IT!  Now, the air does NOT blow right onto me the way it did.  I lay in the same place all for NOTHING, Kitties.  NO hot breeze blows over me.  Not a molecule of hot air.  

I am taking applications for offers of a new home.  Apparently I am no longer welcome here.  Must have hot air blowy thingy, for consideration.