Cleaning

My brother Salem is a real scaredy cat. Jumps and starts at EVERYthing! Me, on the other hand, am not. I've been around long enough to not be startled easily. Doesn't mean that I like everything, tho'

Cat Couch was vaccuming. Salem ran off. I didn't. I got vaccumed.

*sigh*

Will You . . . ?

Here is a commercial for beans, asking them if they will be good parents to their furry children:

http://www.cenex.ca/commercials/PPH_Cenex_SPCA_60AG_240.mov

Getting In

The Cat Couch was trying to put newspapers in a bag,

and Salem decided that he wanted to get in, too.

Cat Couch has a new cellphoney thing that takes pictures. (oh, great)

Cat Olympics

My brother Salem is signed up for the "Fits in Small Box" contest for the upcoming Cat Olympics. He got confused about what it was he was supposed to be practicing IN.

Happy Birthday Luna!

Today is Luna's birthday! Everyone sing!

Feliz Cumpleaños
Feliz Cumpleaños
Feliz cumpleaños Luna querido
Feliz Cumpleaños
¡Y muchos más!

HINT: Go to BabelFish to translate anything!

I'm a Nashville Star

This is just plain strange - look at what my Cat Couch did to me: I'm a Nashville Star

Happy Birthday Icy

My bloggin' doggy friend Icy is celebrating her 12th birthday today.

Happy Birthday Icy!

Good Dog!

Never a Private Moment

My Cat Couch and Dad are ALWAYS watching me. They say that they are just lovin' me. I say that I'd like a few moments to take care of business.

I think this photo makes my nose look large.
I get no respect around here!

My brother Salem hangin' out the Cat Couch's drawing table.
(She doesn't get to use it for drawing very much.)

I'm Grinning!

My dog-friend Icy and his human Tom have created this animated picture of me over at his blog for his "blogroll". He's pretty nice and clever . . . for a dog.

rabbit tibbar rabbit

(what's up doc?)

I think that this photo is REALLY exciting.
I wish I knew what happened next!

Well, the daily needle-sticking is really getting to be a bother. And a pain. Dad AND Cat Couch have to hold me. They try to tempt me with stinky food, but I'm not falling for it. grrrrrrrr . . .

This morning, Dad overslept and didn't give me my pill early. And Salem and I can't have breakfast until an hour after I have that pill shoved down my throat. The injustice of it all! Anyway, my dumb brother started to eat all the plastic bags that he could find ... and at the moment there are alot. Wastecan liners, a bag holding stuff for Dad, another of stuff that's going to be donated later today, some shirts back from the drycleaners that hadn't been put away yet, etc. There are signs of his chewing in four rooms. Cat Couch ran around trying to put away bags before Salem could start chomping - there was always one more around that she had missed.

Dumb cat.

Last night I heard Dad say something about doing some April Fool thing to the Twins. I'll keep my eyes out for that. If I'm not napping.

oh, and the above photo is from here.