Happy Gotcha Day Nigel!!!

Hi there!  Welcome to my Gotcha Day celebration.  I've been singing and dancing all week in preparation for the big day so I thought I'd like to have a sing along.  Cats can meow along, dogs can woof and humans can sing if they know the tune.

Meow along with me (to the tune of King of the Road)

Dog house for sale or rent

Warm beds to let fifty cents

No phone no pool no pets

I ain’t got a nip cigarette

Ah but, 2 hours of hunting squirrel

Buys a 8x12 inch free shelter

I’m a mancat of means by no means

King of the yard

Third boxcar midnight train

Destination Portland OR (not Maine!)

Old worn out collar and paws

I don’t follow no stink’in laws

I smoke old nip stogies I have found

Short but not too big around

I'm a mancat of means by no means

King of the yard.

I know every food bowl in every yard

All of the stray cats and all of their names

And every handout on every porch

And every dish that ain’t licked when no one’s around

I sing dog house for sale or rent….

Thank you for coming by to celebrate my big day with me!  A year ago this very day on a snowy morning, mom put some Fancy Feast in a trap.  I walked in, the door slammed and I immediately freaked out.  Little did I know that life was about to get good.  VERY GOOD!    Now I can't imagine being outside in the yard. In a whole year I haven't even walked near a door.  I look out windows sometimes, but I like what I see on the inside much better.  I'm still working on wooing Miss Ellie.  She gave me a lick on the head the other night so there is hope.

When I was first hanging out and trapped, I was called Bojangles.   My Cat Blogosphere furriends helped mom pick out my new name.  I still love it.

It's good to be king.  Of the house.

Pee Ess:  Thank you so much to Ann at Zoolatry for making these wonderful graphics to celebrate my big day. 

Tabby Tattletale Tuesday

I know, my belly is adorable.  That's why I'm always exposing it.  I never sleep belly side down. 

  It's been another drama filled week at Casa de Cory.  Grete has been in a funk because her shoulder was not healing like expected.  Mom and dad let her go back to full tilt running at the dog park too soon. Now Grete is on restricted leash walking only for limited minutes of time.  Grete is bummed.   She wants to play through the pain.   She has been regularly throwing herself to the floor and harumphing loudly.  I thought I was the drama queen?

And Nigel has been singing and dancing all week about his Gotcha Day tomorrow. Doesn't he know we ALL have one?  He's acting like he's special or something...I suppose I'd be special if I didn't have to share my day with Bennette.

We are all nosy about what is going on in our bathroom.   Inquring cats DO want to know.  Nigel wants to know.

Cory wants to know.

And I want to know.

Momma Meezer Monday Mayhem

Our bathroom door has been closed and we have not been allowed in.  I'm the mom here!  I demand to know what's going on!  Inquiring cats wanna know.  I'm not nosy or anything like that, I just deserve to know what's going on in my home.  

Cool, I've been let in to investigate.

Hey, where'd the toilet go?  What's down there?

Oh, this can't be good.

Superbowl Sunday

Today's big game day!  We are headed over to Gracie's for theSuperbowl party.  I'm pretty sure that mom and dad will watch some of the game...whatever.   I think mom is only interested in seeing The Who perform at halftime.  

My momma Ellie and I are resting up this morning and bathing before we head over.  I sure hope Gracie has a cheese platter waiting for me!

You don't  think I'll get teased if I bring my nip nanner and hot pink underpants catnip toys to the party...do you?  Pee Ess...my gotcha day is coming up on Wednesday the 10th.  Please come back and celebrate with me!  I haven't stepped one paw out of this house in a whole year!!!