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Deer The Mom Lady Person
When ME camed to live here, you tolded me that you would help me visit my furriends in the cat blogosphere efurry day. WELL, yesterday you didn't and today you won't. ME doesn't care that you haf to help YOUR The Mom Lady Person and YOUR the Dad Lady Person move to their new 'partment. You promised and now you is breaking your promise.
Don't be 'prized if you come home and find that there was a HOUSE TRASHING PARTY here today.
Billy SweetFeets Norton Gingersnap
* why does Billy not say a werd at home but holler for a squillon hours in the metal monster:
* i love my brush
* why did Billy's head smell like liquid dish soap all weekend?
* why does Miles haf to lick my head all the time?
* why can't that fat butt Miles lay in the back of the carrier in the metal monster? Sheesh. I would like to look out the door efurryonce in a while
Pee Ess: Angus we miss you - we cannot see your bloggie anymore!
Welcome back to Whapping Wednesday. It's time to catch you up on the whappage around casa meezer. My young ginger protogee has been doing a wonderful job of getting up into places i'm to, er, lazy to go. In the middle of the night stuff goes flying from on top of the fridge, or the counters. I would NEFUR get on the counters 'acuase I'm a GOOD BOY.
The best whapping again came at the dad lady person's house ofur the holiday. and entire STACK of boxes was whapped into submission (and in front of the bedroom door trapping the dad lady person in there). it was fun times!!! and it made the mom really happy to haf to bend ofur and pick efurryfing up wif her herty back. (which was Billy's fault).
And just last night I sent a magazine flying into the human litterbox becuase someone lefted the lid up!
* for those of you who doesn't know, the Dad Lady Person is what Billy calls our daddy - because he calls our Mom the Mom Lady Person.
If our country is worth dying for in time of war, let us resolve that it is truly worth living for in time of peace - Hamilton Fish - 26th Secretary of State, in office March 1869 - March 1877
Katie presents Electric Shaver of Death posted at A Byootaful Life.
Here's another cute kitty who's really just confused
Happy Gotcha Day William - you are a wonderfully bad kitty!!!
Amber has the Tortitude!!!
Speedy, you really doesn't haf to 'pologize - a mancat's gotta do what a mancat's gotta do!
Just What is That Wally Doing?
Oh get ready, Karl and The Cat Realm are gearing up for antoher dare!!!
Harley Gets Gass. hmm, oh maybe that's Harley Gets Grass
awww Seaborne, dude, I'm so sorry. I'd be irritated too (he has a little "personal" issue)
Hey Rusty, those are some great footprints
Miss Gemini, was a little bit bad with Miss Georgia. Miss Georgia, we will miss you.
Samantha and Mr Tigger are being their bad selves!!! Love the Jeep!
Willow, make sure your cat food budget is big enough!
China is doing a great job of clipping coupons.
Sweet Praline is sometimes not so sweet!
Soooooooooooo, lazy the mom - you're werking from home today and you couldn't be bothered to do a post for us last night. and you overslept. and our brekkies was late and we was starving and you're a TERRIBLE the mom. You BETTER be helping me wif the Bad Kitty Cats Festival of Chaos (please make your submissions) on Sunday. Or I am just going to......... um....... I'm just going to.......... er............. NOT EAT MY HAM.
THAT will teach her.
Maybe I should whap his poster?? Auntie Bee, I will haf a whole whapping post next Wednesday - we forgotted about CCSI this week.
Here is the report for today
The Foods Report - bacon, sausage, chick-hen, eggs. NO French Toast again. COME ON WOMAN. get wif the program.
The Tent Report - So there I was snuggled up in my tent wif the nice cushy bed in it, when all of a sudden it collapsed. That stoopid orange menace Billy plopped hisself on the top of it and it collapsed. The jaws of life was required to get me out.
Now, here with the wacko report.............er I mean Dungeon report - is our favorite wackjob Sammy
Fank you fatso. I mean Miles. The ghosts are still in the basement, I FINALLY got to talk to them on Friday night. They're still around watching ofur us. And they're still moving stuff around in the dungeon. Back to you Miles.
Thank you Whacky. Now, a new feature: The How Many Times did Billy get yelled at this week report: This week he gotted yelled at eleventy fifteen times. At one point Mommy said "aren't you tired of this every night Billy?" and then he crawled in the printer again. HAHAHAHAHAHA.
The Travel Report - this coming Saturday we will be travelling to see Daddy!!! I can't wait for the shrimp and ham feast. But, I 'speshully cannot WAIT to see my foo-ton again!!!
That is the Meezer Monday Miles report for this weekend.
It's finally Friday. The Mom Lady Person says that ME has been a bad boy this week. ME has been whapping stuff and smacking stuff and efen trying to hang off the klok. And crawl inside in the printer. and roll myself up in toilet paper. and open cabinets and toss stuff out. ME was bored. ME hadded to do somefing to entertain myself. Right?
HEY LADY!!! WAKE UP!!!! COME ON!!! it's 1am and you haf not helpded us blog yet. WAIT!!! GET BACK HERE!!! why is you going upstairs? you doesn't need to go to bed you needs to help us blog!!!!! HEY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
stoopid rassafrassa *mumblemumble* The Mom.
I'm sure that my rant for today will sound familiar to some of you.
Hoomans, and especially YOU, The Mom, why can't you just lay in ONE posishun all night? Does you KNOW how annoying it is when someone jostles you around, kicks you, sticks toes in your ears or puts their stinky feets near your nose? We's trying to sleep!! Can't you just lay STILL? sheesh. I get so tired and cranky when you keep poking me all night.
This is the Meezer Monday Miles report - post 4th purrfday edishun
The Purrfday Report - I am now 4 years old!! WOW. when we started this bloggie I was not efen 1 yet. Now I'm OLD. Sammy and I are now the same age. But he will be 5 on June 10.
The Foods Report - HAM, BACON, CHICK-HEN and EGGS. no french toast. I love french toast. Maybe next weekend.
The Mom Report - Mommy hadded a really really scairty thing happen to her last friday on her way home from werk - she was run off the highway by a trakker trailer and she came inches from slamming her car into the cement center divider. The trakker trailer nefur efen stopped. He just cut her off mofing into her lane and the only place she could go was into the middle. In the process of screaming and steering her metal monster she hert her neck and shoulders. She is furry furry sore. So all day on Mommy's day we taked turns laying wif her on the couch. Ok, well I spent the whole day at my surprise purrfday party that my wonderful girlfriendcat Sanjee hadded for me. I don't fink that Mommy minded that I didn't lay wif her.
The Alien Report - by my whacko brofur Sammy - Sammy Meezer here wif the Alien Report - well the two legged little ones that disappeared last week after taking the one alien out all tied up in the wagon reappeared this weekend. they haf not recaptured the alien and tied it up again. it's prolly not a really good idea to do that again. but the aliens are now romping around togefur and making their plans. i think the end is near............. back to you Miles
Oh Sammy, you really really need some help. Or medi-k-shun. Or both.
That is the Meezer Monday Miles report for today. I think I need a nap. I'm getting older you know.
ME is fankful that ME has a Mom Lady Person who shoves pills down my froat when ME goes "COFF COFF COFF" and "WHEEZE WHEEZE WHEEZE"
oh wait. SHOULD ME be fankful for that? ME means, she's shoving stuff down my froat. is that nice? NO, ME does not fink that's nice at all. ME finks that is just awful. She used to give me soft treats wif crunchy middles that helped me stop going "COFF COFF COFF" and "WHEEZE WHEEZE WHEEZE" but now she just shoves hard crunchy stuff down my froat wifout the yummy soft treats. ME finks that is MEAN. MEAN MEAN MEAN Mom Lady Person.
I haf heard from my furriends in Colorado, Egypt and the Muskateers, the originators of Meezer Rule Wednesday and of somefing new last year Meezer Colors Day. So, Meezer Colors Day is coming up on June 10 (Sammy's Purrfday!!) and here are the rules:
The rules for Meezer Colors Day are fairly straightforward:
You must be a meezer, meezer bun, honorary meezer, or a feline living with or related to a meezer. A person pretending to be a cat, a meezer, or dressed in a cat suit does not count.
You may use objects or whatever else is handy to highlight your meezer colors.
Photoshop enhancements are limited to brightness/contrast adjustments, resizing, red-eye reduction, and background scenes. If you adjust the colors of your background scenes, make sure it does not turn the color of your furs, points, and eyes to an unusual color.
Please mark Wednesday, June 10, 2009 on your calendars for Meezer Colors Day.
So Meezers pick out your colors - somefing that eifur matches or contrasts wif your eyes, or points, or your body furs color. I'm finking of going green.............
My rant for today - lissen up the mom, when I want you to gif me couch kissies, or windowsill kissies, or lap kissies, I will get them. I WILL grab your face and lick it. live wif it.
Here is the Meezer Monday Miles Report for today
The Foods Report - Bacon, pork chops, ribs and chick-hen were offered last week. BUT I haf found that FRENCH TOAST ROCKS. Oh, and Maple Syrup rocks too!!!
The Weather Report - finally some sunny and warm days.
The Alien and Ghost report by Sammy Meezer: Ok, so, the alien that lives behind us and goes by the name Dutchess was captured by two small two legged creatures. They put the alien in a red wagon with high sides, and tied it up wif a rope and hauled it off. It left wifout saying a werd. a while later I saw it walking back across the backyard. I did not see the little ones. i wonder if the alien ate them.
Back to you Miles
Uh, right Sammy, you whack job. You need some medikshun.
Ok, well, that's the Meezer Monday Miles report for today. remember FRENCH TOAST ROCKS!!!!
WHEW. It's finally Friday. Doesn't it seem like there was 3 Mondays this week? Oh, wait, I just sleeped through the week, what would I know.
About Billy being tossed in the air by the alien that lives next door - The Mom is always there to snoopervise their playing, so the little brat nefur goes flying too far.
Last night we hadded 'citement in the nay-bore-hood - there were lots and lots of big big trucks wif flashy lights on them in front of the house. then they tooked big fans in the house two houses down while the mom and the nay-bores maded jokes about burnt dinners.