The Continuing Adventchers of Mousifer!

Hai, see da mousie in Mom's shoe? Dat's Mousifer. Him is my favoritest toy mousie. See, he's just fur! I gotted him long ago an he's had lotsa adventchers. I luv to toss him around an lick him an pounce him. But, see, he's really good at hidin but chooses dangerous places.


First, he accidentally wented to a model train show wif my beans. He was hidin inside one of them mod-you-owls (modules) an falled out when they carried it into the show. One of our furiends thot Mousifer was a real live dead mouse an was gonna "remove" him, but when he saw it was a toy mousie, he knowed it haded to be MINE! Mom said she gotta kick outta carryin a toy mousie in her pocket. I was just happy to get mine Mousifer back.

Mom camed home frum werk one day an thot she sawed a real live dead mouse in the driveway! Then she realized it was Mousifer... I fink he hided in the boy's shtuff... again. That same nite, I was playin wif Mousifer in the kitchen. Then I was tryin to get into the recyclin bin. Mom started to yell at me, but then... you guessed it, she found Mousifer hidin in the recycling!

Mousifer was also one of the eleventeen toy mousies Mom resqued frum unner the stove. He was unner there fur a long time, but I didn't efur furget him. He's rite in frunt, next to the blue ball.

I luv my Mousifer an hope he don't efur hide sumwhere we can't find him. He's bin founded outside twice, in da recyclin, lawndry an fountin! I fink I gotta go play wif Mousifer now. Purrs!

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Bad Kitty Cats Festival of Chaos at the Cat Blogosphere and

The Carnival of the Cats 4/20/08 #214 hosted by Aloyisius at Catymology

Hoppy Easter!

Don't Let Me Out of the Bag!

Cat in Bag
Originally uploaded by Bonnie and Victor Cats

Shhhh! Don't tell Bonnie I tolded you, but Caturday is her eleventeenth purrthday. She finks I furgotted an she can just ignore it, but NO WAY!!!

PS Grr, Midnight, an Cocoa discofered new All-Natural Temptations, but I couldn't find any in dis grocery bag.

One Word Wednesday: SNOW

Update: Dad threw alla the snow offa the driveway afore he lefted fur werk this mornin, an when he did it again tonite, it was 9 inches deep! Mom an the boy stayed home wif us.

Photo Hunters: Light

This is a furry, furry old pictor of Mom an the firstest cat, Bigotes. "Bigotes" (purnounced Big-Oat-Es) is Spanish fur mustaches, and he certainly hadded them! Bigotes luved to sleep on the couch, unner this LIGHT. He lifed in Southern Catifornia, so was always lookin fur heat ;-) He was also restin hims head against the wall. Dis was sumtime atween 1984 an 1986.


Bigotes raised Mom fur 15 years, from hims burth in 1972 until the summer of 1987. He wayed 17 pounds an slept on Mom's feets efurry nite. Here you can see hims mustaches better. He was a furry handsome Tuxie. Oh, an that's the cat food cupboard he's guardin. Hee, hee! That's just like me an Bonnie.


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Bonday

I am taking over Monday as Bonday. My day. For me, and only me. I don't care if it doesn't sound right, it's spelled right, so there.

We had a lovely early Fall weekend... I convinced my boy to open his window. I looked all around from there... outside

up...

and down...

It was lovely... I'm ordering him to do it more often.
Ta ta, my furiends! I'm going back to the window. Purrs!

Wacky White Wednesday

I told Bonnie she could post today fur Widebody Wednesday, but fur some reason, she didn't want to!
Hee hee hee!

Mancat Monday

Oh, hai! How was yur weekend? Ours was kinda quiet cuz the beans went to play wif trains.
I's been balancin on Mom's chair back. It's easier to blog from here.

When I's finkin what to write, it helps to dig in my claws an efun lick the chair.

BLECH! Yucky chair! Mooooooom!

Hey, didja see the wonnerful pictor my lovely Sadie Badie had the Zoolatry cats' Mom Ann make? It's wondrous! She's furry talented. So is Sadie's Mosaic Lady.

Avast Ye!

Ahoy, me mateys!

Tis I, Villainous Victor, terror of the high seas.

Hand o'er the Temptations, or find yeself in Davey Jones' locker, ye landlubber! Savvy?

ARRRGHHHH!

Or would ye join me pirate crew?

Avast, ye varmint!

They call me Bloody Bonnie the Brave.

Arrr, you call this food? Where can I find a bottle o'rum?

Ye'll ne'er get me buried booty!

Cross me an ye'll walk the plank!

Arrrrrrghhhhh!


Ahoy! Cap'n Victor has been invited to another blog for the day! The Kitten Channel! Arrr!

Paper or Plastic?

Wacky Whensday Already?
Paper or plastic? What a silly question. Defnitly paper. Aside from the fact that Bonnie tries to eat them, you can't haf this much fun wif plastic bags! Not safely.
First, you haf to stalk yur prey.

Use any available cover to make sure yur not seen.

Git ready fur a really good POUNCE!

Nefur miss an opportunity to tag yur prey.

An after the hunt, it's time to relax.


Mom? Can I haf anofur bag now? This one's broked.
Purrs an nose kisses to my sweetest Emmy!

'Meezer Monday - Guest Blogger

Warning! This house protected by cross-eyed Siamese!
Originally uploaded by dyyanae.

Warning! This house protected by cross-eyed Siamese!

This lovely 'meezer is one of our Flickr furiends, Diana. Her brofur Finnigan is a ginger polydactyl and usually he's the comic, but this time...

We keep an eye on Diana and Finnigan in this photostream. Many thanks and purrs to dyyanae for letting Diana visit.

TGIF - Thank God I'm Feline!

Shhhh... join us in Weekend Cat Blogging at the Cat Blogosphere on Saturday.

Frootbat Friday

Bonnie boxing, ~August 2000.


Bonnie was a frootbat!!!
Also at Cats in Boxes

Gifties! Fank you, Emmy, Meeko & Kiara!

What's that box, Bonnie?

I smell... treats? And my sweet Emmy!

Let's open it!
Oh, wait, I asked Emmy to visit an we could all open it together - You, me, Emmy, Kiara, and Meeko! I don't fink Mom will mind.

Ha! We got it open. Is ALL THIS fur us? Let's see... the ormanents say our names, but I's by yurs an yur by mine!

MOM! Bonnie's callin me names! Bleh to you, Bonnie.

Just wait while I get these open...

There... 1 fur you an 2 fur me; 1 fur you an 2 fur me.

Fank you so much, Emmy, Kiara an Meeko fur our gifties! We's furry happy kitties an see how well we werked togefur? Mom said fanks fur the magnet, too! Purrs to Meeko an Kiara, an nose kisses to my sweet Emmy!

Setting up the Tree

We got our indoor Christmouse tree, an I helped set it up... Here's how to do it. (You know - click to biggify any pictor)

First, make sure it's fresh...


Then check it's got lotsa water...


Make sure it's straight...


Arrange the tree skirt... is that a vishus deer?!


Add strings of beads...


And the lights...


Finally, it needs decoratin wif candy canes*.


Now, bring on the gifts!

* is the mint in candy canes related to cat mint, so cat nip? Cuz they're good!

Don't fur get to visit all the cats in this week's Carnival of the Cats, hosted by House of Chaos.

Lookie!

Your Elf Name Is...

Spicy Stocking Stuffer

What's Your Elf Name?

Spicy purrs an nosekisses to my sweet Emmy!

P.S. If you didn't see it, go down to Bonnie's sandy hat movie.

Blogging and Elves

They did it again.

My woman and Victor hijacked the blog and messed things up. Well, I made her fix it, sort of. Blogger offered to let her update our profiles and our blogs to Blogger Beta, but she tried to make me and Victor share a Google Account, and he stole my profile! She should know that I *never* share with Victor.

Bottom line: Our blog was updated to Blogger Beta. I have a new profile and have to be re-invited to my clubs. But the WORST part, the one Mom can't fix, is this...

ALL my old posts now say "Posted by: Victor Tabbycat." What nerve!

Ok, now that I have that out of my system, some more Christmouse cheer, courtesy Blogthings. What's my Elf Name?

Your Elf Name Is...

Candy Slave O' Santa

What's Your Elf Name?

I beg your pardon? Let's try that AGAIN!

Your Elf Name Is...

Stubby Sticky Fingers

What's Your Elf Name?

NO, NO, NO. UN-acceptable.
Ok, third time's a charm.

Your Elf Name Is...

Spicy Mince Meat

What's Your Elf Name?

Yes! Finally a name suitable for ME.

A Very Bonnie Christmouse Picture?

Queen of the Cola
Originally uploaded by Bonnie & Victor Cats.

Grr, Midnight, an Cocoa have challenged us to post a holiday picture of yours truly. In return, they will make a donation to Oreo's mom's medical bills. Does this count? The boxes have Santa Claws on them. I'll have you know, they are blocking the treat cupboard. Is that legal?

There's a picture somewhere from last Christmouse, when my woman tried to put a Santa hat on me and Victor. Guess which was more difficult? Nope, VICTOR was too busy tryin to catch and bite the hat!

I've buried that picture, but Victor's trying to dig it up again anyway. Now to think up a suitable counter-challenge for one of our "furiends". This has all kinds of Gatorrista possibilities... for a good cause, of course. Muhahahahaha.

**UPDATE**

Victor here. I has been diggin an diggin on Mom's puter an found the pictors she tooked of us wearin a sandy claws hat lass year. Better yet, I found this video I just gots to share. Enjoy! (listen fur the grrrs!)

Happy Toesday!

Jack an Grr an KC an Pumpkin said today's Toesday, so here goes.


Victor's Toes
Dis is a year ago already!


Bonnie's Toes
I gots Bonnie's toes, too... but I fink I woked her up.

Preparing for Christmas

Furiends, Felines, Cats... Christmouse is almost here!

I highly recommend purrusing a site we just discovered, Fluffy Tales, and especially their exciting thesis entitled Tree Decorating 101. Lovely ladies Fern and Iris will asplain the finer points of purrparing an arty-ficial tree.

Study well... there WILL be a test.