Mancat Monday

 

I have a confession to make.  Mom has not been good at helping us with the blog...Cory is upset.

 

It's all my fault.

 

Mom has more time in the evening to help and this is what happens. 

 

I see her lap...I see the iPad.  I hop on her lap...and then as mom tries to type I take my big beefy irresistible face and rub my nose into mom's hands.  Hard.  I even ram my head into her hands if she doesn't start rubbing my face. 

 

I can't help it.  I love my mom.  I'm her big beefy mancat.  She tells me so.

 

I know you are thinking...Nigel, it's not all about you.

 

But it is.  It is about me.

 

I can't help it.

Tuesday Twosome

 

She's so close to me...I have to act casual.  I'll bathe.

 

Awesome.  She's comfortable being close to me.  She's washing now.  I'll watch.

 

Maybe just a little touch.   Maybe.

 

Mancat Monday

Uh oh Ellie...I'm worried about mom.  She sitting there all pathetic and stuff.

 

Sneezing, headachy...moaning and groaning.   This looks like a job for....

 

Nurse Nigel!

 

At your service.

 

**my nursing skills are paying off.  Mom is starting to get better and should be back to her normal self in a couple of days**

Wordy Wednesday

 Hi there pals!  I heard that yesterday Ginger and Madison caused a fuss because they claimed to be mom's favorite.  Well guess what?

 

They're wrong!!!

 

Oh yeah, that's right because...::shhh:: don't tell anyone...but I'm mom's favorite!

 

Mom tells me so all the time!  I'm her most favorite beefy black house panther boy on the planet! 

 She adores me because when I came to live here I was a total basket case.  So afraid of everything and everyone.   But not anymore!  Now I hang out with the other kitties and while I am invisible to ALL but mom and dad, I know that mom waits for me at night and I alone snuggle up with her and mash my cute and mighty nose into her hands.  Ok, I grind my nose as hard as I can into my mom.  That's how much we love each other.  Sometimes I drool.   Mom says I have the softest manfur and I am her sweet and gentle boy.

 

I used to be outside and alone and now I won't go near a door.  I still worry that if I go outside I might never get back in. 

 

And that breaks mom's heart.  She would do anything to protect me.

 

That's why I know she loves me best.

Wordless Wednesday

Wednesday Nigel Update

Hi there!  I got a message from one of my furriends asking about me.  Last they heard I was accused of being the family "flea farm".

Well, it was true.  The fleas love me.  Everybody does.

We finally figured out that Frontline no longer worked for us.  Mom does not know if they changed their formula or if it just stopped working for us.  Anyway, our vet gave us Revolution flea treatment and the fleas are gone!

So now if I want to have a party...with me and 20 of my closest friends, I supposed I better supply the nip cigars and the meowgaritas.

ManCat Memorial Day Monday

It's Memorial Day...and Monday...and I'm snoozin'...and Mom is going to stay home today and not go off day hunting...zzzzzzzzz....purrrrr.....

What?  Huh?  You lookin' at me?

Well, if you must look, take a look at my fuzzy paws!  That's the real reason mom isn't going to work today.  How could she leave these paws? 

Yeah, I know.  I got it going on!