Showing posts with label Tweet Week. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tweet Week. Show all posts

9.19.2009

Catwalk Tweet as a Pirate!

I think I got it all in! It's a big day today.


I'm strutting my stuff for Misha on Caturday Catwalk, with a parrot for Tweet Week, all while shivering yer timbers for Meow Like a Pirate Day.

I'm heading over to make a donation at Misha's place, which will help him win a top cat model prize. He is gorgeous and should totally win!

Wow! I'm spent! I think I'll take Monday off too! I need to think of something special for next week, it's gonna be my 300th post soon! Have a great weekend friends!

9.18.2009

Floofy Friday

Well Tweet Week is almost over. I've sure had fun, and I hope you had fun too. Thanks to all you cool cats who played along too. I've got another "Week" planned too, maybe for October, stay tuned.

So I thought I'd round things out on Floofy Friday with some Fatberd action shots.

Here I am pretending not to notice him...

He doesn't notice the back paw is much closer...

A quick fling, and he is all mine...

Take that, sassy Hummingbirds, rude Mockingbirds, and snickering Finches. The Queen of the Porch is back on the prowl.

P.S. The "After" shot from yesterday did look yummy (sorry to my vegetarian readers) so I here is the link on how to make Herb Chick-Hen. I hope Mom makes it happen this weekend.

9.17.2009

Tweet Week - Mystery

As I've mentioned, my parents are fairly clueless when it comes to bird names. At my request the other day, they propped me up on the wall in the yard for a little peak into the world beyond. I wanted to see what was causing some of the noise I hear sometimes.

Look at this!

Here we are in the desert suburbs, and look at what lives next door. My parents claim these big fellas are Chick-Hens! Now you know that can't be right... Chick-Hens look like this...

That can't be right! I'm hungry now...

9.16.2009

Tweet Week - Brazen

Well it's been a long hot summer, and while it's true that I've been absent from my porch, I'm still Queen of the Porch and all tweets should know this. Right? Yet I found myself having to raise my voice to get everyone in line this weekend.

Here I am telling the Doves, what for!

I had everyone "flying right," taking turns in the fountain...


When some brazen little Hummingbird (Yes a HUMMINGBIRD!) flew right up and sassed me to my face. It then cut in front of the finches, for a sip in MY fountain. I was so shocked that I failed to smite it down with my Paw Of Doom. Next thing I knew, I thought I heard the finches snicker!

This is unacceptable friends... I need to take back the porch!

9.15.2009

Tweet Week - Bird Calls

I've long suspected that my parents don't know everything. One area that I suspect they're close to clueless is in what to call the varieties of birds that live here in the desert. I think they have the big ones down - Doves, Pigeons, Sparrows, Mocking Birds, Hummingbirds and Crows. I'll even give them credit for recognizing Road Runners, although I've never seen one in person.

Here is where things start to break down. Any small bird, that is not a Sparrow or a Hummingbird, is called a Finch. Still I trusted them.

When they called the less than attractive medium-sized brown bird a Nevada Brown Bird - I began to doubt them.

I still believe Dad saw a "Monster Pigeon" (big as a small dog) even when Mom says it with a snicker. I will also go with his claims that he sees a Falcon sometimes.

When we saw a lovely sparrow-sized bird that had a yellow face which turned orange and eventually red on his chest, I had my doubts that it's real name was a Tequila Sunrise, but I let it go. I had no real proof.

Then the other day we saw a little Finch-sized tasty, er pretty, looking little bird. He was a bright chartreuse with a black face and black wings. When Daddy called him a Wilson, named after his resemblance to a tennis ball - well, I knew they were clueless for sure.

9.14.2009

Tweet Week - FatBerd


::Music Implied::

Fatberd singing in the dead of night
Take these felted wings and learn to fly
All my life, been waiting for my Fatberd to arrive

Here was some of my inspiration for Tweet Week. My Fatberd from my friends at Casbah Kitten. I had my eye on one of these little fellas for awhile, so imagine my surprise when he flew into my life the other day...

Dad went to the mailbox and returned while Mom was... indisposed. He yelled out that a package had arrived for ME. I was so surprised, first a paw it forward and now this!

"It's a surprise for Toontzy. It's gonna be for Tweet Week." Mom yelled from her perch.

"Meow! Open it Dad! Do It!"

"I'm gonna open it!" Dad yelled to Mom.

"No! Not yet, I wanna take photos!" Mom yelled which only I heard, and naturally choose to ignore.

"Do it Dad!" I mewed loudly as Dad got busy cutting into the package. I held my breath as I waited to see if my birdy dreams had come true. I made sure that I continued my loud meows, to cover Mom's continued yells to leave it alone.

"Oh this is really cute! It's this blue bird." Dad yelled out to her.

"No! I said don't open it! Don't give it to her yet!"

"MEOWWWWW"

"Oh she loves it! She's rubbin it all over her face.... Now she's kickin it's a-"

"No!" Mom said as she came into the kitchen, just in time to see me finish some darling bunny-kicking business. "Shoot! Did you not hear me when I said not to open or give it to her?"

"What? No. I thought you said TO open it."

9.11.2009

Floofy Friday

So we thought it might be fun to have a whole themed week for next week. The theme will be...

Tweet Week!

Yep friends, a whole week devoted to our feathered prey, er friends.

So if you want to play just let me know in comments. No rules, so anything you want to post is great. If you want to take this little badge you're welcome to it (but don't feel obligated - Mom made it herself with clip art).



Now, on with the Floof! I know you need your fix before the weekend.

Yeah, that's better now, isn't it? I'm not going to promise anything but - if Mom can figure out something fun - we may post for Caterday Catwalk too.

P.S. Mom nearly had a heart attack - the laptop wouldn't come on! Dad suggested she plug it into the wall and it worked (did I mention she troubleshoots laptop issues for nurses everyday?). She is still freaked out, and posting Friday very early.