Full Tummy Tuesday

Fin: Dad, where's Mom? She's late and it's time for my dinner, this is critical.

Dad: She's running late, so I guess I'll feed you. (Wanders aimlessly towards kitchen) Oh hey, looks like a light bulb out, I think I'll change it...

Fin: Dad! Focus! (Herding towards kitchen) You were gonna feed me remember?

Dad: Oh yeah. (Looking at tin) Uh oh. I bought the wrong kind. You don't like this one... it's ocean fish.

Fin: I love ocean fish! Crack it open.

Dad: Really? Okay. (Cracking open tin) Wow, this stuff stinks!

Fin: I know! Let it flow Dad!

Dad: You know who doesn't like this? Your Mom. She's gonna be grossed out.

Fin: Look Dad, Mom's a total drama queen when it comes to a little stinky food. Besides she's not even home. Let's filler up! (Dives into full dish)

Mom on Monday

Mom is on her way back to work after a week-long vacation during which she did a lot of... nothing. I love a nothing vacation, so much time for napping and petting. Except for the Thanksgiving day abandonment it couldn't have been nicer. I have to admit I was really happy to have them back. Friday night I purred so loud when we went to bed it made Mom giggle.


Sunday was my parents twenty-fourth dating anniversary, and they celebrated the same way they had all week, doing a whole lot of nothing. It was great. 

I had what Mom calls a Hollow Leg or a Case of the Hungries. I don't really question it much. Mom likes it since she gets so stressed when I don't feel like eating much. Some days you just get extra hungry... and no I don't think it had anything to do with my excessive play time with the nip nanna.

Mom started to not feel too hot on Saturday - we think she may have a little sinus infection, so she was feverish which makes her even more pleasant to nap on. Don't worry about her though, I have been very aggressive about getting my head in her our water cup, and you know how healing cat spit is. Plus she's had this view most of the week... and doesn't it make you feel better?

Yeah, all better.

Finally Floofy Friday

Floofy Friday Mom? Just making it in under the wire as it's nearly Saturday...

Oh my, and an old pick at that. Tsk, tsk.

Wow! Reaching waaay back to the kitten archives. Shameless pandering.

This post has been brought to you by the slacker formerly known as Mom. Yes friends I have been abandoned. Left alone, all alone, with my Mousey. Sure they claimed it was only night, but as I've said before, one night in human years is seven in cat years. I have turned the back of disrespect to them both... after catching up on some neglected pets of course. 

I hope your weekends go well friends. I will be alternating snuggles and irritation with my family.

Thanksgiving

Well it's Thanksgiving here in the United States and we have so many things to be thankful for. Here are a few of my favorite things in no particular order:

• My parents. Yep I love em in all their human imperfections, of which there are plenty.
• Superglue which is capable of gluing together a broken wand toy (I know you're thinking I broke my toy but actually it was all Dad's doing).
• Tuna and tuna water. So delish.
• Mousey. How I love the sound of his little jingle bell.
• A good chin scritch, one that wraps around to the cheek and ends with a hard ear rub. Puuuuuur!
• A nice warm lap.

Oh sure there's other things too but my nap time is late and I have lots of napping to catch up on so I'm ready for the main event tomorrow. Turkey. The star of the Thanksgiving plate. Step aside stuffing, all hail the Turk.

We hope you all have lots of things to be thankful for in your world Friends. We are very thankful for you, of that you can be sure.

Transgressions

Well my parents are on their vacation and so far I have to say my approval of their activities (or lack thereof) is mixed:

Pros and cons

• Mom spent multiple hours reading the new Stephen King book allowing for ample lap time on the con side she also spent multiple hours on that darn laptop cutting valuable lap time down.
• Mom downloaded said novel on Kindle to allow for one-handed book-holding/page-turning thereby freeing up other hand for petting (the good hand too) - on the con side she over-stimulated me with rough pets during a tense scene which caused a little bit of a bitey from me.
• Extra time for a bonus Petsmart trip - but on the con side they brought back nothing fun (Kitty litter).
• They put out the Chrismouse decorations (white feather theme!) but got bent outta shape when I whapped a few of the ornaments... crazy.

Floofy Friday

Finny?

It's Friday, do you think you can show off your floofy belly?

Do you think this works Mom?

Yes Fin my sweet girl, I think the weekend can start now! I had my crown done today after my root canal and I am hoping my sweet pusser-pie will favor me with lots of healing lap snuggles this weekend. Her winter floof is starting to come in and she feels just like mink to me.

I'm on vacation next week and I can't wait. I may post some old favorites with some new stuff too, but I'm playing it by ear. Have a great weekend everyone!

Mom and Finny De Floof

Invasion

Long time readers will know that I have had a major war with the mockingbirds in my neighborhood. The Mockingtons are on the tipy top of my tweet hit list. I dream of the taste of mockingbird roasting on an open fire (I don't do "raw").

It's offensive how they feel they own My Yard. Swooping down at me with their fowl language. They are too much! I had thought the year we had the one mocker that made a dead on impression of a car alarm in the middle of the night was the worst we could expect. I was wrong.

Yesterday morning Mom was driving down the block when she reported that two mockers flew directly at her car. Like the laws of motion (and splat) did not apply to them.

Dad walked out into the garage that evening and reported that Lady Mockington was in the garage and was perched on a shelving unit! Right there, in my own house (well close enough), a mocker. She proceeded to scold Dad for being in her space. He said he was expecting her to reach over take something off the Xmas shelf she sat on and make her nest right there.

Dad startled her off, but I suspect we have not heard (or seen) the last of these winged menaces. Apparently there's mockers over at my friends place (The Katnip Lounge) too. Take a look at this cheeky tweet.

I'll get you my pretty! ::Waves mighty paw in the air::