Floofy Friday

Hello Friday!!

We understand you are THE day to shop this week. We're totally in for that Friday! We've prepared a list of things we'd like to pick up:

• Pipe cleaners. You can never have enough Friday.
• Cat nip. If you could keep that on the down low... Mom says no catnip for us because we get to rowdy with each other. 
• Swing toy - with feathers please. Mom gets all nervous because somecat likes to nibble the strings. 

I think that'll do it for now. Now if only we could use a credit card... You take care Friday and don't let anyone trample you in the stores.

Happy Thanksgiving

We thought we'd share a few things we're each thankful for today.

Quillbert:

• My woobie blanket. It's the perfect blanket to make a batch of paw biscuits.
• Mom. She's my person. 
• Dad. He's my other person.
• Greyson. He's always ready to play.

Greyson:

• Quillbert. I love to chase him, and wrestle with him.
• A fresh litter box. I hide until Mom gets done scooping and then I dive in. 
• My parents. They're my people. 
• Quill's toys. They're always funner when he's played with them. 

Mom:

• My single-cup coffee maker. Mocha coconut coffee with soy milk creamer. Yum!!
• All my boys (that includes Hubby) hanging with me.
• My morning walks with my big sis. We talk over the phone as we go. 
• All of you. It means so much to us to have you here. 

Happy Thanksgiving to all our American friends!!

New Spot

Quill here. I'm always on the hunt for a new, quiet, brother-free zone in the house. As soon as I find a good spot, Greyson hunts me down and tries to steals it.

For example - My office chair...

He has also stolen my spots under the bed, on the sofa, and on the shelf. So I'm pretty excited when I find a new place. I started sleeping on Dad's office chair. I still have a view of Mom's comings and goings but no baby brother. 

Until yesterday. I was enjoying the chair when Dad came in and moved me to the guest bed comforter. The bed wasn't made up yet, so it was super toasty and I decided to stay. Next thing you know...

Greyson found me. Oh Dad thought it was so cute that he had to take our picture. Sigh. Another spot bites the dust.

Floofy Friday

I think I see you Friday!

Greyson, do you see Friday?

Greyson?!

 Greyson are you sleeping at your post?

Huh? No I'm on it! Yep it's Friday!!

Good to see you buddy! We've been waiting for you all week! Sure hope you brought Saturday with you!

So Rude

Greyson here. You won't believe what happened here today! Quill and I were doing our daily desk inspection. I was inspecting Mom's keyboard with my paws - making sure the delete key was operating (it was).Quill was trying to do a taste test on Mom's computer cable. Just a nibble, he tried to squeak in explanation when Mom ushered him away into the kitchen for a snack. Score!

When I was done, I headed back to the office to finish my shift. Here is where things take a serious turn. The door was SHUT! We meowed to let her know that there was an error. We could hear her in there - she was leading a conference call with a lot of people.

I meowed even louder - I mean clearly she needed us in there. What's a conference call without two assistant cats crawling over your desk?

So I started to leap up at the doorknob to try to get it open. Suddenly Dad showed up. I thought he was going to help, but instead he said it was a Management Lock Out. He said Quill and I would have to take the afternoon off! Who does this Management think we are? We don't slack.

So we waited by the door. Finally Mom opened the door. I was beside myself. I explained how hard I'd tried to get in to help her on the call. She petted me until I was all meowed out. I purred as she filled me in on what had happened during the call. Quill got an extra snuggle in the big bed to calm him down. He hates to disappoint Mom and not be helpful during her workday.

I don't know who Management is, but they better not try to lock us out again.

Toasty Tuesday

Quill here. It was a roasty and toasty weekend. I had a great time keep close to Mom. She was feverish and extra warm to cuddle up to. I worked very hard to heal her:

• I liberally applied healing cat spit by licking her hands at great length.
• I purred healing purrs over her as she petted my furs.
• I made sure she got up every now and then to get some exercise (food dishes don't fill themselves).

I'm happy to report that Mom is doing much better. She's back to scooping our litter boxes on a regular basis. Thank Cod. 

Did Greyson help? I guess, but not with my dedication to the task. He would cuddle but then as she as she'd grab for a tissue he'd run for the nightstand. He still has a lot to learn.

Floofy Friday

Well hello Friday.

 

Why yes that is my laser toy between my paws. I was hoping Mom would take the hint and play dot as a reward for my sitting for my portrait.

It's been a kinda rough week Friday. Quill has stopped treating me with kitten gloves. Then Mom had Jury Duty ALL DAY on Tuesday. Today she realized she brought home a little cold. I sure hope not - those big sneezes are scary.

Of course Quill doesn't mind... he loves it when Mom is tucked in bed all weekend. Just look at the smile as he dreams of a feverish mom in the bed.

So you can just guess how this weekend is gonna look like. See you soon buddy!