Floofy Friday

Greyson: ZZzzzzzzzzzzz

Quill: Greyson are you sleeping? You're supposed to be waiting to greet Friday! What if Friday feels unwelcome?

G: Huh? I wasn't really sleeping - I was just trying to lure Friday with the cute kitten on a shelf move. 

Q: Oh good thinking. I invented that move. Scoot over...

G: Is this okay?

Q: I'm gonna need the whole shelf....

Q: Much better! Friday we are ready for you!!

In Training

Greyson here. I can't talk for too long cause I am in training. I plan on winning Cat-O-Lympic gold in the bug hunting event.

I am already the best bug hunter at Casa De Housecat. Well at least I'm the fastest. Quill often sees the bug first but I swoop in and kill em with my Paws of Doom. I eat em too!

I need to get in a lot of training everyday and there just aren't that many bugs in the house. Darn it! So I've devised and ingenious way to get in my speed drills.

I knock a small piece of kibble out of my dish. I quickly bat it around between my paws. It skeeters and so do I. Finally I pounce on it and eat it super fast. I enjoy eating my kibble this way - gets in a workout while I carbo-load.

I do this drill for about an hour at a time. I usually wait till Quill is enjoying a nap. I don't want him to see all my moves. Besides I already have Mom and Dad to cheer me on.

The Diminutive Meower's Club

Quill here - I'd like to extend an invitation to join my new club. The Diminutive Meower's Club (DMC) is open to all kitties who prefer to speak softly - carrying a big paw is purely optional.

Who needs to make a lot of meows to be heard?

Do you prefer to issue a merr, squeak, or trill to get your point across? Maybe you prefer the silent meow accompanied by The Look? The DMC needs you.

Our meetings will be very short - as no one will have much to say aloud.

Greyson was a real meower when he arrived but he has taken my lead and now communicates with a series of hums and brrrrs. Excellent work buddy!

The password is squeak. Who's in?

Floofy Friday

Hey Friday - better limber up your squee muscles. 

We wouldn't want you hurting yourself.

Behold two kitties snuggling...

 

Mom thought it was a fluke, but I was sound asleep and Greyson plopped down next to me. I decided to use his haunch as a chin rest. 

 

Surely a position change, and an ear bath would ruin it.. Nope. 

 

Friday you can go ahead and get started. Promise we'll be with you as soon as our nap is over...

Window Wednesday

Quill: Mom, it's just barely still Wednesday...

 

Mom: I know, but you looked so handsome in the window...

Quill: I think I am a little out of focus...

Mom: Let's call it dreamy... Hey what are you doing?

Quill: Gotta try to get the blind string...

Mom: Looks like the photo shoot is over.

Quill: You know what's missing in this post? Greyson!

Quill: Oh there he is. I was fine with him missing...

Mom: I know but how sweet is it that he was cleaning your ears? Squeeee!

Reporting From

Hello Friends!

It's me, Finny! I'm reporting from the other side at the Rainbow Bridge. I can't believe I moved in here on May 7th last year. Mom had a sappy tribute post all planned, but I hate seeing her sad and well, there's no need for all that anyway.

Things are great for me over here. I wish so many of my friends from the Cat Blogosphere didn't join me, but we all have a nice time together... napping, playing and plotting.

I'm able to run things over here as I see fit, and by guiding the boys, I can still have a paw in running things down at Casa De Housecat too. I can even send Mom messages in dreams too.

Of course I miss her and Dad terribly, but I feel their love for me everyday. I miss being able to have direct impact on things there, but my training of the boys is coming along nicely.


Quill is a bit of a goody four-paws, but who doesn't love the big lug! I knew he would be just the kitty to help my parents overcome missing me so much. They thought they wanted a girl like me, but instead I sent them a boy like him. Heh, heh. Always keep em guessing I say.

When I saw how lenient Quill was with Mom I knew I needed to send him a partner in crime. I mean Mom was sleeping in till almost eight on a Sunday! Humans don't wake themselves and books/scripts don't write themselves either. I knew I needed somecat with a firm paw.

I sent Mom the vision of two big kitties curled up in bed in a dream and waited for it to take hold. One was Quill and the other looked just like Greyson. At first they looked for a girl kitty, but luckily Mom recognized Greyson as soon as she saw the lousy picture of the top of his head on Petfinder. I was so proud of her for figuring it out. 

The little one has some real cattitude and I have high hopes for him. He's already pestering me for the email addresses of the elements.

A year later and everything is different, but Casa De Housecat is still filled with love and purrs. I am still adored and cherished and running things. I even feel like I have more power and influence now.

Yes, afterlife is good.

Take care friends!

Finny De Floof

Uneasy Sunday

6:30 am and two kitties stare at the human lumps in the bed. Well one human lump in particular - the morning feeder.

G: What is she doing?

Q: Nothing. I think she's still asleep.

G: Asleep? But it's 6:30! And our dishes are empty!!

Q: I've rarely seen this. I think the last time was when she said she had a cold but was really hot. But she's not hot now.

G: What do we do? We've already played Thundering herds of elephants and... nothing.

Q: I think we need to bring out the big guns... ::Clears throat:: Squeak!!

G: What was that?

Q: What do you mean? It's my "Meow of Distress."  Squeaaak!!

G: Dear Cod I think it's working! She moved!

Q: No, she just rollled over. You try it!

G: Meep! MEEP, chirp!! It isn't working?

Angel Fin: Seriously boys! For the love of Cod! Meow like you mean it you gotta put some muscle into those meows. And if that doesn't work tip her water cup into the bed!

Floofy Friday

G: Hey Quill, Whatcha doing there?

Q: Just playing with this cellophane till Friday comes. 

G: Can I play with it too?

Q: No Greyson. It's my toy. My paw is on it, see?

G: Oh my Cod Quill, look over there!

Q: What? What is it?

G: I think it's Monday! You better go chase it away!

 

Q: Oh no! Not that Monday!! I got this!

G: Heh, heh. Hey Friday! 

Me and MY cellophane are waiting for you buddy!!

What's That Wednesday

Quill stands at the edge of the litterbox - staring.

Greyson: Hey Quill, are you going in? Cause I gotta go...

Quill: In a minute. What is... that?

Greyson: What? ::Follows Quill's stare:: That. I think it's po-

Quill: No, not that. The other thing. ::Points to fuzzy striped stick::

Greyson: Oh, heh. That's a pipe cleaner. I was playing with it earlier when I had to go. ::Giggles:: I guess I buried it. You want me to get it out? You can still play with it...

Quill: You buried my pipie in the litter box?! Mom!!!! I need a new pipie!!

Mom Note: This happens more often than you'd think...

Toes and Tail Tuesday

Squee Alert!

What is cuter than kitten toes and tail?

 

The rest of the sleeping kitten!

Not to be outdone...

Floofy Friday

Prepare yourself... Baff time photos coming...

Greyson needed a good baff... I offered to help. 

We couldn't have Friday seeing our floof all out of order.

 

Hey Quill, can you get this paw too?

 

Sure Greyson. Can you get behind my ear?

 

Can I chew on your ear?

 

Never mind G. Friday, we're ready for you!

Beware - Shameless Mom plug below.

 

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More Cuteness

So many thought it was so cute to see the boys in the lil tubber. So I thought I would give you another shot from this morning.

And take a look at Greyson sleeping with Mousey the Second. 

He was holding Mousey's nose right to his. 

It looked like he was giving her a little kiss.

And for equal time...

Must find camera. The phone can only get so much!

I got some pics of shared bath time for Friday!