Mancat on Monday with his Woofie

My woofie Grete needed me this weekend.  She was ill and couldn't keep down any food or water.  I was worried sick.  Mom and dad took her to the emergency v-e-t...because you know whenever any of us gets sick, it's always at night or on the weekend.   Once Grete got some medication she started to feel lots better.  I stayed with her on the couch to keep her company.



I let her admire my toesies...



 More toesies...

And my nosie!

When we were done with our afternoon nap, we gathered around for the premiere of Episode 2 of the Real Housecats of the Blogosphere!

I'm very proud of my work and hope you have as much fun watching it as all us kitties did pawticipating.  Casting calls are going on now for the next show so if you think you got the stuff, be sure to submit your photos!!!



Society of Feline Gardeners- Jonesies Birthday/GotchaDay!

::Meowwww::

Welcome to my GotchaBirthday Celebration!  I arrived in my garden 10 years ago!   Mom and dad guesstimated that I was about 2 years old at the time, so that makes me 12 years old!

 My family is all dressed up to help me celebrate!  I sure hope you can stay awhile and have some fresh nip from our garden.  The garden is still not much fun to play in...and we got a dusting of snow this week.

But the nip survived just fine so there is plenty to go around.

For those of you who are my new furriends, you can follow the link to my GotchaDay.  It's a sad story with a VERY happy ending.

And so my furriends, since it's cold outside, the celebration will be indoors!  I've got dibs on the couch next to my daddy, but there are plenty of other places to hang out!

Wordless Wednesday

Tabby Tattletale Tuesday

Ginger, where have you been?  I've missed you!



Whoa Madison, you won't believe what's been going on behind the scenes at The Real Housecats of the Blogosphere!  I mean, when I signed on to be the gossip columnist, I thought "cool"!!!   But really, what cat would trust me with any good information...everyone knows I'm a tattletale...I can't keep anything to myself.  But then...there are cats there from all around the world...they don't know me.

Hah!

So...anyway, I act all cool and stuff and pretty soon the fur is flying!  Did you know that there is a cat there who calls herself Sphynx Queen!?  Kite is her name...oh I mean "Kee-tay"...::rolls eyes::

Oh and that's not the half of it...seems that our brother Figaro is a bit mesmerized by her.  He seems to want to share his excess fur to keep her warm.

Oh and that's not all...she claims to be from ::cough:: Outer Space!

I have it on good authority...(our sister Bennette) that Kite is really from Las Vegas.  See, Bennette's boyfurriend Sylvester, from the Katnip Lounge, lived at the vet for quite some time waiting for a forever home.  While he waited, he saw lots of cats come and go...and he knows "FOR A FACT" Kite came in to be treated for an "undisclosed illness"...hmmmmm....she apparently had a show at an off the strip casino.

Oh wow Ginger!  Tell me more!!!  This is terribly exciting!



Well, maybe...but you gotta promise not to tell ANYONE!!!!  I've already told you too much.

Uh oh, here comes Figgy...act casual!

  

Huh...did I hear my name?