Happy New Year!

Greyson here. The year is almost over and it was a big year for me. I found my furever home! I can barely remember the life I had before.


So now it's time to make resolutions for the next year:

1. Play more kibble hockey. Helps keep me trim.
2. Take more naps.
3. Get as big as Quill so I can win at wrestling.
4. Eat more of Quill's food.

Quill here. I need to make resolutions too:

1. Eat more of my own food and eat Greyson's food. 
2. Cuddle more often. 
3. Encourage Mom to write more. 
4. Ask Tell Mom to have a special week of posts! That's right friends I noticed Angel Fin had special weeks of fun stuff all the time. We've never had a week! What do you think we should make a week of? Toys, treats, you fill in the blank...

Speaking of Angel Fin, we send our love and birthday wishes to her tomorrow. It's Mom's birthday too so we will be hoping for catnip cake. 

Floofy Friday

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Psst Friday! It's me Mom. The boys are a little tuckered out from the big days. The in-laws are visiting and the boys have been on alert. 

Quill has spent a lot of time inspecting the closet and under the bed (to make sure it was safe for guests). It is safe but luckily no guests have wanted to join him there.

Greyson has been the cat ambassador and entertainment. Greyson has also been the hair sniffer/taster for anyone who sits on the sofa. He just runs along the back and performs his inspections. So far everyone has passed. 

Hope you had a great holiday Friday! Even with the short work week, we sure were looking forward to you coming.

Merry Christmas!

As promised, a vintage H.C. post from my beloved Finny girl. Happy Holidays to all our friends from all of us!

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Mom! Mom!

What Finny? We have guests.

I need to see you ::gestures with head down the hall and whispers:: in the litter room.

Coming. ::Following Fin down the hall:: What's going on?

I'm gonna need a lot more sand.

I just changed your box... ::Sees sand all over the floor of the laundry room:: What is going on, this is a mess.

I'm just getting ready for Christmas.

What does Christmas have to do with your litter being on the floor?

I'm making a Sandy Claws Lane. I need to make sure I'm back on the Nice List, although my friends assure me Sandy Claws is very understanding and liberal with his list. I wanna be sure though so I'm making things nice and sandy, I think the reindeer use the Sandy Claws Lane to get traction.

Sandy Claws Lane? What are you talking about?

Hello! You know. Come on, that song you sing - "Here comes Sandy Claws, Here Comes Sandy Claws, right down Sandy Claws Lane?" Now if you'll excuse me I need to nap before I hang by the fire and stalk you with great care.

Happy Holidays to all our friends, and may all your holiday wishes come true.

Toy Tuesday

Mom: Boys! What happened here? Was this your doing Quillbert J Naughtyman?

Quill: We're just doing inventory Mom. Just wanted Sandy Claws to see what we already had so he would bring new stuff. See we already have two of these swing toys... Lemme just fish it out...

Greyson: Let me get in there and pull out some other items...

Quill: See Mom totally not naughty - thoughtful really.

Mom: Good thinking boys, I was totally wrong about the naughty business. Hey what about if we re-post a classic Fin post tomorrow for Christmas Eve? Maybe the one about how Sandy Claws got his name...

Quill: Oh yes Mom!

Floofy Friday

Well Hello.

What's that Friday?

 This picture looks familiar to you.

You're right about that Friday. I blame Mom. Trust me, Quill and I have been darling all week as usual. Plenty of times Mom has even commented on it. "Oh how cute, I wish I had my camera!" She'd say. You know what she did then Friday? Nothing. She buried her head back in her Kindle and that was the end of it.

I'd make a bigger issue about it with her Friday, but you know Sandy Claws is coming to town next week and I better not get in too much trouble. I'm already a little in trouble for the following:

• Sprinting out the door every time Mom returns from her walk. 
• Eating Quill's food - really Friday I swear his tastes better and I don't think he really minds...
• Jumping on the kitchen counter.

I have to look like I'm as un-naughty as Quill so he doesn't get all my toys. Though who are we kidding Friday - even if Quill gets all the toys he'll share with me. 

 

I mean look at him Friday, does he look bothered by anything? 

And yes this is also a used pic... Sigh.

Loafing

Quill here. This may be one of the best weeks ever. Mom is off work and starting today so is Dad... And they have NOTHING planned! For the rest of the week!

Mom has been loafing about and doing lots of reading. Actual books! Yesterday there was a leisurely afternoon nap! Of course I joined her, I mean any good kitty would. If she's willing to put in the time, I'm willing to go all in with her.

Even Greyson is trying to horn in on our nap time. I guess there's no surprise there - he tries to horn in on all my good times.

This morning I gave Greyson a real race. I chased him over carpets and couches. It was so funny! Greyson was in the kitchen and was trying to run but he couldn't get traction on the tiles. His ears were plastered back, his eyes were huge, and those back legs just kept churning. When he finally caught some grout he shot outta the kitchen like he was on fire. Mom laughed so hard she snorted and howled.

Good times.

Floofy Friday

Oh hey Friday! It's me Greyson. We're just eating our meal.

What's that Friday? You're wondering why we're eating bi-level? And why the little mancat has to eat on the lower level at that? It's such a great question. Seems I am accused of being a little piggy. You see when Mom fed us on the same level I would try to stick my tail in Quill's food, wolf down my food, and then nose him out and finish his food. Nothing wrong with that... but of course Mom sides with Quill. 

She says he is such a sweet boy he'd never eat but...

Quill: Psst! Greyson!

 

Well Friday I think you can see he's not as innocent as Mom thinks...