Been Finking

Ai hav bee finking lately: Ai been finking abot how Ceiling Cat haz ben looking owt fur me. W'en mai urs fambly lefted me N teh hows & Aunt Carol camed 2 feed me, she cudda lefted me, too. W'en Ai got frone owt teh hows wiht teh furrrnitchur, Aunt Carol cudda callded aminul contro fur me, butshe took me 2 hr hows & Ai meeted mai PetGurl. Who knowd Aunt Carol wud tek me 2 Mom, Poppa & PetGurl's hows? Yep, Ceiling Cat wuz looking owt fur me!

So Ai'm finking, Ceiling Ca iz looking owt fur Winston, too. Ai seed him on Faysbuk & Mom went 2git him outta CAAWS wher tehy iz berry mice 2 kittehs but Winston wuz not adjustin' well. His furs fambly givved him away, too. Mom wuznt eben going 2wurk tihs summer but had a feelin' Winston wuz s'posedta liv wiht us. Taht iz Ceiiling Cat at wurk.

Long ez Winston knos who iz boss arown heer, he kin stay.

Oh, & Ceiling Cat, Ai hope U furgiv me fur wat Ai wuz finking abot Mom yessirday w'en Ai went out 2 bakyard & she furgots me & went 2 wurk.

~Bob

P.S. Mai friend Rumpy Dog is having Aminul Welfare Blogger Challinj. A had teknikul diffakultees gittin on tehre but keep tryin, ebberbuddy! Heer'steh link:
http://rumpydog.com/2013/01/27/the-animal-welfare-blogger-challenge/

Mewmember:

• tell peepuls 2 fink abopping a older pet liek me--kitteh OR goggie is gud!
• hug ur anipal if u haz 1
• talk 2 Ceiling Cat 2day & ebber day! ~Bob

Bizzy Mom

Ai hate it w'en Mom gits too bizzy. She iz bizzy wiht papers. Ai sits on her papers so she stop scribbling tehm at home. She iz bizzy fur Church Nanny Versy, whoever taht iz. Poppa wuz bizzy wiht Sir Man, but Ai cud sit nex' 2 him & help him owt bai letting him rub mai hed. Ai dont kno who SirMan iz but eber once in a wile he givs Poppa fits then he chills owt & sez "God's got it." Tihs tiem SirMan let Poppa relax frum teh start.
But all tihs bizzy stuff meens mai peepuls iz not home. Tehy hav been spending Caturdays at Kairos insted of wiht me & Win. Do u kno what taht duz fur a cat's stummick clock?!!!! Five in teh moarnin' iz breffass tiem! Five in teh ebening iz DINNA TIEM! Tehse peepuls iz disobeying CAT LAW arown heer!!!
~Bob

Catty Mew Yeer

 Mom sez  it's a mew yeer. Ai shud say sumting. Well, Ai'm TEH CAT so Ai hav a list ov catty fings fur the Mew Yeer.

• Ai fink Winston iz a berry mice cat... if u liek berry big hed not so smart cats. Ai will treet him akkordinly...liek akkordin 2 his nomtelligents. Ai promus 2 slap him ebber now & tehn.Winston looks liek
• Ai will wach moar NCIS & LawnOrder wiht Poppa. Taht's teh paw Ai fans wiht. Mom's shows iz not ez gud.
• Wehn Ai haz 2 frow up, A will kerfully aim at the rug...or teh spred if Ai'm on the bed & cant git down fass.
• Ai will try 2 git yoosed 2 teh big laptop eben tho Ai still miss Baby laptop. She wus so warm. Gud fur writing blog & fur warmz on mai paws.
• Ai will post moar abot lost kittehs & goggies and fur tohs wat need 4ever homes.
• Ai will try not 2 kik litter owt ov teh litter box. But since Ai dont haz 2 cleeen it up, Ai cant promus all the tiem.
• Ai will try 2 visit mai frens blogs moar. Git so bizzy in cat bizzness & sad abot wayting fur Mom 2 come home taht Ai slakked off reeding tehm.
• Ai will git bak 2 tweeting moar. Same reesin ez abuv
• Ai will still be catty becuz--u got it!-- AI AM TEH CAT!

~Bob

PS--Happee Mew Yeer ebberbuddee!

Hurry! CAAWS has Pets Fur $12

Fur teh Crispmouse seezin CAAWS (Captiol Area Animal Welfare Society) is lettin' the anipals git abopted fur jus' $12 each! Git it? 12th monf = $12. Heh, heh. AI liek how tehy do taht.

So go to Progress Road neer teh Baton Rouge Metro Airport and give a kitteh or goggie or bofe a 4ever home. Heer's teh web site:

http://www.caaws.org/welcome.php

~Bob (NOT Winston but this is where Mom got him)

U Cant See Me

Ai'm is hided frum Mom. Cant see me!

 

Mom! Ur awaked!

Taht meens u shud be tryin 2 git me a snak, rite? O, BTW, if Winston terns up wif broked legs, iz bcuz
(wun) he ated owt ov mai bowl agin &
(too) he rited on mai blog &
(free) his big face iz 2 close 2 mai face

~Luv Bob

Mice Pikchur Mom. Wont wurk! Poopy Day is Poopy Day!

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Ai am steemin' mad! Not angwee..MAD! Furst she goes away fur, wat seems liek yeers fur a cat! A whole week in June & anudder week in July! Tehn she starts drivin' teh car bak 2 taht plays called "skools" agin. Tehn she put Poppa aginst me & tehy cot me & put me in teh [gasps & whispers] *carrier! 

Mom let's me owt ebbr mornin' fur poopies, well Ai dint hafta poopy rite away. Sumtiem Ai gotta play in teh grass, lookit teh burds, fuss bak at Evil Skwurl. Wall, she wuz rushin' me so she chase me bak in wher it wuz waytin fur me--teh dredded carrier--wich meens 1 fing: Tehy R tekking me 2 the vet!

Ai run liek teh wind! Poppa betrayed me & tried 2 ketch me. Ai run frew his legs 2 the bak room wher Mom keched me.

On the way Ai hollers reel lowd fur Poppa. Ai am so mad! Teh carrier falls ober 2 teh floor of teh car & Mom cant fix it bcoz she gotta bad arm on taht side & Ai'm behine her. Ai'm yellin' liek krezzy now..& taht iz when mai stomik let's loose. OH TEH SHAME, TEH AGONEE! Tehre iz poopies ebberywher in taht evul carrier & all ober mai byootiful fur taht Ai wurks so hard 2 keep byootiful! Wall, Ai jus' LOST IT!

Tehn Ai wuz at teh vet MAD as hek! DONT YOO TUCH ME, PEEPULS! 

Ai hissed & fot & tried 2 bite. Ai wuz not havin' it! Tehy cleeend my fur & the evul carrier wich wuz cool but Ai wuz not having no exam stuff. Not mai mowf, not mai stommik, not mai eers. NOT!!

Wehn Mom & PetGurl camed 2 git me, TEHY TATTLE ON ME, so Ai giv 'em wun more good hiss fur good meyshur.

Ai'm still mad at Mom. Ai let her tuch mai fur a li'l lass nite. OK, she kin still feed me breffass, BUT TAHT'S IT. OK mebbe she kin still lemme go owtside fur poop & play. BUT TAHT'S ALL. 

Ai'm gonna lay on teh bed bai Poppa now fur good naps.Go to wurkskool, Mom. Git outta mai face...until suppertiem.

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Winston: MIA

Poppa goes owtsides at nite wif his stinky smoke stiks & sumtiems he wakes up N the middle of teh nite. Ai goes owt wif him. Teh udder nite, abot midnite, Winston deesided 2 obercome his feer ov owtsides & go wif us. Yooshally he onlee goes owt wif Mom & he still aks kinda skerry ov Poppa. So when Poppa wuz dun wif the stinky stik he sed, :"Let's go in!" So Ai come in but Winston did not. He onlee comes fur Mom. Poppa couldn't get him so he closed teh door & fot Winston wud come skraching on the catio door lata.

At breffass, Poppa askd Mom if Winston camed 2 teh door & he tole her w'at happund. Mom sed, "WHAT!? U shudda woke me up 2 all him just tehn Bcuz he will come fur me! He's still a little afrayd of you."
Mom called and called. She & Poppa lukd unner teh cars, honked car horns 2 sker him owt. Ai went wif Mom 2 teh owtskirts of teh bakyard 2 look unner teh brambles & bushes bak tehre. Poppa hadda leev yessirday affernoon.

Owr fren Rumpy sugjes Mom leev owt his food & litta box so PetGurl put owt teh food yessirday. Ai hadda eat a bit of it 2 mek sher it tays gud fur him. Tehn Mom put owt teh litta box. Ai'm not tuching taht.

Ai hope he comes home soon. We wuz gittin' 2 be gud bros. He' s kinda shy & skerred ov stuff, so he stays close 2 Mom. Taht part gits on mai nurvs. But he plays a gud game of catnip mows soccer wif me & he knos sum gud jokes. Yah,ww wuz gettin' closer. Mom sez he haz a chip so she or PetGurl will call teh shelter 2day.

Liftin u up 2 Ceiling Cat. Winston, w'ever u R, Bro, come home!