2.13.2014

Cat-A-Lympics - Floofy Friday - Valentine's Day!

Bob: And we're back! Things are very exciting here at the H.C with today 's post!

Jim: That's right Bob today is Valentine's Day.

Bob: I understand today is also Floofy Friday here at the H.C.

Jim: Yes, our understanding is that Angel Fin was the first kitty at the H.C. to greet Friday each week and the boys have continued the tradition.

Bob: Will Friday come without this greeting Jim?

Jim: Heh, heh... I hope so Bob, but why chance it. It took some real thought to combine Floofy Friday, Valentine's Day and Cat-A-Lympics into one post. So for today's event we are going to warm your hearts and have a Kitten Cute Off!

Bob: Squeeeeeee!

Jim: ::Covers Mic:: Bob you're going to need to control yourself.

Bob: Let's get to the action - I understand Angel Fin is participating in this event.


Jim: Look at that! She manages to pull off cute and disdain for the pawparazzi. Looks like Quill is willing to rise to this challenge. 


Bob: Look at that tum and the "Please sir may I have some more" pose!

Jim: Greyson isn't going to take that lying down! Or is he...


Friday: SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

 Bob: Looks like Quill is taking it to the S Curve!


Jim: Look at that smile! Looks like we're all pretty happy here at the H.C. We sure hope you are happy too. I think there are only winners in this event!

2.12.2014

Cat-A-Lympics - Wrestling

Jim: Well friends we're back with today's exciting event, Cat Wrestling.

Bob: So exciting Jim. Let's get right to the action. This round is between Quill and Greyson. I understand right before this event they were snuggling, and will be right after too.

Jim: Looks like Greyson has taken to the mat to begin the match in the prone position. Quill is starting from the classic seated position.

Bob: And Greyson taunts Quill with a raspberry! Quill rears up - he's not going to take that kind of conduct from his brother!

Jim: Quill has him pinned - but it looks like Greyson is using the classic Bunny-Kick maneuver!

Bob: Greyson taunts using Quill's signature move - the Back Paw Hold Off! Using Quill's own move against him, now you gotta love that fearless little cat's cheek!

Jim: Quill moves in and Greyson gives a kick to the head! Looks like things are getting heated. 

Jim: Quill is repositioning, but Greyson looks ready to strike...

Bob: Boom! Quill brings down the hammer! Greyson! Greyson are you okay?

Greyson: Yes Bob I'm fine!

Jim: ::Covers Mic:: Bob you can't disturb the cathletes like that...
Bob: Right, right... Quill is going for the Back Paw Nibble! Is that legal?

Jim: Remember Bob there are No Rules in these games!

 
Jim: OHHH! Greyson gets in a Back Paw to the Chops!

Jim: Greyson looks pinned for good this time! Quill is repositioning for the neck grab! Look at the agony of defeat!

Greyson: UNCLE!

Bob: Well that's it! Quill takes the match!

Jim: Just to be clear, no kitties were harmed in this match.

2.10.2014

Cat-A-Lympics - Procrastination

Jim: Well Friends, today the human at the H.C. is getting into the action!

Bob: Really Jim, cause it looks like she is just... watching Reality TV. Is that The Bachelor?

Jim: Yes it is Bob! What you're seeing is the Human Procrastination event.

Bob: Boy they are serious about anything being an event! I hear this event is hotly contested among human staff! Let's get right to the, er, inaction Jim.

Jim: It looks like the human is working on... It looks like it could be this very post Bob! This effort may get her disqualified...

Bob: Oh no Jim! She's a veteran at this sport! Looks like she switched to reading her pals blogs!

Jim: That was close Bob! But it looks like she's reached the end of her blog list. ::Whispers:: Will she get back to writing this post?


Jim: NO! She makes a quick adjustment in the internet browser, and it's the classic Ebay distractor!Seems there is some shopping to do!

Bob: This cat mom is taking it to the mat! I see she's dismounted the lounger and she's on her feet. Looks like it's a kitty snuggle with the boys and - is that a snack?

Jim: Yes Bob!! For herself and one for the kitts! Wait, she's re-mounting the lounger, and she's placing the laptop on her lap. I think this round may be over!


Bob: No Jim!! She's fighting back! She's picked up the Kindle!!

Jim: Oh Bob it looks like this procrastinator has met her match, the battery on the Kindle is dead!

Bob: That was a real claw biter Jim! Looks like the first Cat-A-Lympic post is going out!! I doubt this is the last we've seen of this seasoned competitor in these games!

2.09.2014

Opening Ceremonies - Cat-A-Lympics


Bob: Well Jim we're back from the imagination of Meg S Hart!

Jim: That's right Bob. It's sure great to be back in time for the opening ceremonies of Cat-A-Lympics.


Bob: Boy it's good to be back Jim! I feel like we need to explain the games to our new readers.

Jim: I agree Bob.  First the name Cat-A-Lympics is a bit of a misnomer, as any species can play.

Bob: What Jim? Any species? Humans? Dogs and Cats competing together? It's a world gone mad.

Jim: Yes Bob, it's a unique feature of these games, but you know cats are fierce competitors and they welcome all comers. Another difference in these games is that any participant takes away gold. Anyone is welcome to make up an event on the fly and post it at their blogs too.

Bob: Can you tell us the rules on that Jim?

Jim: No Bob, because there are no rules! That's right! No Rules! Cats would have it no other way Bob. If you take napping seriously enough to call it a sport - it can be an event. Play on equipment or play on words - it's all open.

Bob: You mean they can even use old posts and just slap a Cat-A-Lympic spin on the thing and that counts?

Jim: Yes Bob! Like I said no rules! Just a celebration of the Cathlete. In fact I understand we'll even be showing previous events with Angel Fin.

Bob: Angel Fin! Wow Jim! Let the games begin with the display of the circles...


Jim: Okay who took the other one?

Quill: This is unprofessional! And those are my toys!

Greyson: What? I have no idea where it went...

Jim: All right - let's get to the passing of the torch...



Bob: I understand the flame traveled all the way across the kitchen...

Jim: And now the lighting of the Cat-A-Lympic caldron.



Bob: Wow... it's really moving. I believe it's a three wick.

Jim: ::Sniffs:: Is that cinnamon?

Bob: "Baking Spice" Jim. I think that brings us to the end of tonight's ceremonies. Please join us for the next post in these exciting games.

2.06.2014

Floofy Friday & Cat-A-Lympics Announcement

Ho hum - where are you Friday?


Quill, I see Friday by the door! 

Whew! Thank goodness you made buddy!

What's that Friday? The Olympics are starting today? TODAY!? Our Mom has not done a single thing to prepare for Cat-A-Lympics! Of course you're right Friday, we HAVE to have Cat-A-Lympics here at the H.C. 

We are going to get our Mom off her asterisk and get on with the show. We do all kinds of stuff Jim and Bob can narrate for Cod's sake. For those of you new to the H.C. Jim and Bob are the imaginary sportscasters Mom hears whenever she sees us doing anything vaguely athletic. 

Any cat (or other species) can play along with the Cat-A-Lympic fun. There are no rules in Cat-A-Lympics so anything goes - ANYTHING can be a sport! We plan on posting beginning Monday and run through the next week. Let the games begin!

2.02.2014

Psst

Dear Katnip Lounge Mom,

It's your favorite kitty boys down the road, Greyson and Quill. We were able to sneak on the laptop during the Snoozerbowl. Mom mentioned that she was meeting you for lunch tomorrow, and, well, Quill had a question for you...

Greyson, this was not my idea.

Well you didn't say no either. Anyway, we were wondering if you could bring us some herbs from your stash? Silvervine some primo nip - whatever you got over there.

Mom has cruelly cut us off from our nip supply. Something about us being rowdy drunks. Whatevs. What's so bad about two young mancats tearing through the house? Nothing!

If you come over after I'll even let you cuddle me... we're both really soft right now. Quill might even let you rub his belly.

Your pals,

Greyson and Quill