Today is Squillion's Day, so Charcoalie is getting some lovin from Bonnie and Victor.
We're Wisconsin tabbies, Victor and Nina. We are cats. This Blog is Dedicated to Bonnie Underfoot, in Loving Memory.
Showing posts with label Charcoalie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Charcoalie. Show all posts
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Proper Grooming
Keeping your bean well-groomed is furry impawtant.
We hope efurryone had a wonnerful Fanksgivin an if you live where you don't haf Fanksgivin, we hope you gotted a speshul meal anyway. Cuz we bloggin kitties haf lots to be fankful for. Purrs!
Charcoalie wants to show Miles the ham...
Remember to give yur fanks to the hosts of these weekend cat activities:
Weekend Cat Blogging - Thanksgiving Edition: House of the (Mostly) Black Cats
Bad Kitty Cats Festival of Chaos is at Mind of Mog
The Carnival of the Cats is going to Wonkitties Sunday Evening
We hope efurryone had a wonnerful Fanksgivin an if you live where you don't haf Fanksgivin, we hope you gotted a speshul meal anyway. Cuz we bloggin kitties haf lots to be fankful for. Purrs!
Charcoalie wants to show Miles the ham...
Remember to give yur fanks to the hosts of these weekend cat activities:
Weekend Cat Blogging - Thanksgiving Edition: House of the (Mostly) Black Cats
Bad Kitty Cats Festival of Chaos is at Mind of Mog
The Carnival of the Cats is going to Wonkitties Sunday Evening
Monday, August 13, 2007
Tabby Tuesday: Girlgoyle
This is MY box. Mine... understand?
Charcoalie here... Stories from the vacation weeks! The pet sitter got along with us ok. At first, Bonnie greeted him at the door or top of the stairs, growling, but later on, she stayed on the cat towers and just glared at him. Victor was a bit shy but eventually his need for belly rubs took over. The sitter provided plenty of treats along with the necessary care.
There was mischief, of course. One day, Bonnie was sitting right on top of a place mat... in the middle of the table... like a queen on her throne. The sitter guessed (correctly) that only I am allowed on the table, as I don't shed on or eat the bean dinner!
Victor's mischief was more playful... he found a bag of trash Mom thought she took out, tore it open and spread tissue all over the top of the stairs and down the hall. It just happened to be the day the sitter was late. Served him right!
When the beans returned last week, Mom came in first. Victor treated her like she'd been gone all day, not two weeks. Then she followed Victor upstairs. Bonnie was waiting at the top of the stairs and hissed at Victor, then growled at Mom. Well, Mom headed for the treat cupboard, but while Victor did his spins and meowed, Bonnie continued to growl. Then Dad walked in and called to Bonnie. Her tail shot up and she mewed and trotted happily up to him. She's completely devoted to him and ONLY him!
Charcoalie here... Stories from the vacation weeks! The pet sitter got along with us ok. At first, Bonnie greeted him at the door or top of the stairs, growling, but later on, she stayed on the cat towers and just glared at him. Victor was a bit shy but eventually his need for belly rubs took over. The sitter provided plenty of treats along with the necessary care.
There was mischief, of course. One day, Bonnie was sitting right on top of a place mat... in the middle of the table... like a queen on her throne. The sitter guessed (correctly) that only I am allowed on the table, as I don't shed on or eat the bean dinner!
Victor's mischief was more playful... he found a bag of trash Mom thought she took out, tore it open and spread tissue all over the top of the stairs and down the hall. It just happened to be the day the sitter was late. Served him right!
When the beans returned last week, Mom came in first. Victor treated her like she'd been gone all day, not two weeks. Then she followed Victor upstairs. Bonnie was waiting at the top of the stairs and hissed at Victor, then growled at Mom. Well, Mom headed for the treat cupboard, but while Victor did his spins and meowed, Bonnie continued to growl. Then Dad walked in and called to Bonnie. Her tail shot up and she mewed and trotted happily up to him. She's completely devoted to him and ONLY him!
Monday, May 07, 2007
Madtown Monday
Our beans went out on a "photo walk" Saturday, taking pictures around Madison. This is their second "photo walk". Here are some of our favorite pictures... ~Charcoalie
The UW Arboretum is a wonderful place for birding, hiking, bird watching, walking, seeing birds, and listening to frogs and birds. The beans went there April 15 - a gorgeous day!
There are many wild turkeys in the Arboretum - this one flew away (Yes, wild turkeys can fly, just not well).
Mom barely caught this Bluebird; they move fast and she's not the hunter we cats are. You can click to see any of these bigger in Flickr, and once there, click All Sizes to see them at maximum size.
I said these are our favorites, not her favorites or her best... but as cats, only our opinions really matter. She hasn't figured out what this bird is... but we don't care, as long as it's tasty!
These are a pair of Northern Flickers... but not for long.
This is the one on the left, who got away.
This is the one on the right, who didn't get away.
This is the hawk that caught the one on the right.
It surprised Mom, so she got confused and messed up the camera and didn't get a good shot of it. She's still not as good a hunter as a cat. Or a hawk.
She also shot some things that won't escape so easily. See this bush? It must be dangerous; they've caged it (We're not a political blog, but if we were...).
This bridge was pretty... the marsh was full of frog song, but Mom didn't spot a single one of them. I bet they'd be fun to play with.
This week, the weather definitely wasn't as nice. The beans met at the Monona Terrace, which is in Madison, not Monona. It's on Lake Monona; there is no Lake Madison, but maybe Mendota, the bigger lake, means Madison? Uh, yeah. They were all named by beans... go figure.
That's a rug. With a symbol for the Terrace. Why she shot that, I don't know.
This is the capital building, which is visible from the terrace. I think it's getting flooded or washed or something.
Now for the MOST IMPORTANT photos of the day... Mallards! Not the Madison Mallards but mallard ducks... and ducklings...
See, the beans were standing by the water, and Mom looked down to discover a momma duck and her ducklings. Well, Momma Duck took one look at the beans, rounded up the ducklings, and said, "Come along, kids, it's time to go." Too bad about all the trash that washes up here.
They're good little duckies; followed their momma right away and stayed in a tight bunch (there were 11).
They were so little, they were pushed back easily by the waves. Now they're right behind Momma...
And now they've been washed away...
The momma took them far away before Mom could grab one for us. I mean, 11 is a lot; she'd be doing the ducks a favor...
Ok, next were the group of males. One is different - maybe a cross between a Mallard and a Black Duck??? How about Peking Duck?
Now here's a restaurant for cats! Table for 3 please? Near the window.
And here's a lion guarding a downtown building. His partner had lost his fangs, poor thing, but still looked fierce.
Finally, no feline trip to Madison would be complete without a visit to Mad Cat Pet Supplies; they have 3 locations and a unique truck. Each shop has at least one resident cat to try out all the merchandise. Morty and Lucy are on speaking terms with Mom.
The truck says "No Kill," a message for shelters and that stoopid law a few years ago that would have made it legal to shoot feral cats in Wisconsin. Luckily, that law was "shot down".
Mom took lots more pictures and you can see them on Flickr. But for those of you who really, really need a cute cat picture...
Here I am!
The UW Arboretum is a wonderful place for birding, hiking, bird watching, walking, seeing birds, and listening to frogs and birds. The beans went there April 15 - a gorgeous day!
There are many wild turkeys in the Arboretum - this one flew away (Yes, wild turkeys can fly, just not well).
Mom barely caught this Bluebird; they move fast and she's not the hunter we cats are. You can click to see any of these bigger in Flickr, and once there, click All Sizes to see them at maximum size.
I said these are our favorites, not her favorites or her best... but as cats, only our opinions really matter. She hasn't figured out what this bird is... but we don't care, as long as it's tasty!
These are a pair of Northern Flickers... but not for long.
This is the one on the left, who got away.
This is the one on the right, who didn't get away.
This is the hawk that caught the one on the right.
It surprised Mom, so she got confused and messed up the camera and didn't get a good shot of it. She's still not as good a hunter as a cat. Or a hawk.
She also shot some things that won't escape so easily. See this bush? It must be dangerous; they've caged it (We're not a political blog, but if we were...).
This bridge was pretty... the marsh was full of frog song, but Mom didn't spot a single one of them. I bet they'd be fun to play with.
This week, the weather definitely wasn't as nice. The beans met at the Monona Terrace, which is in Madison, not Monona. It's on Lake Monona; there is no Lake Madison, but maybe Mendota, the bigger lake, means Madison? Uh, yeah. They were all named by beans... go figure.
That's a rug. With a symbol for the Terrace. Why she shot that, I don't know.
This is the capital building, which is visible from the terrace. I think it's getting flooded or washed or something.
Now for the MOST IMPORTANT photos of the day... Mallards! Not the Madison Mallards but mallard ducks... and ducklings...
See, the beans were standing by the water, and Mom looked down to discover a momma duck and her ducklings. Well, Momma Duck took one look at the beans, rounded up the ducklings, and said, "Come along, kids, it's time to go." Too bad about all the trash that washes up here.
They're good little duckies; followed their momma right away and stayed in a tight bunch (there were 11).
They were so little, they were pushed back easily by the waves. Now they're right behind Momma...
And now they've been washed away...
The momma took them far away before Mom could grab one for us. I mean, 11 is a lot; she'd be doing the ducks a favor...
Ok, next were the group of males. One is different - maybe a cross between a Mallard and a Black Duck??? How about Peking Duck?
Now here's a restaurant for cats! Table for 3 please? Near the window.
And here's a lion guarding a downtown building. His partner had lost his fangs, poor thing, but still looked fierce.
Finally, no feline trip to Madison would be complete without a visit to Mad Cat Pet Supplies; they have 3 locations and a unique truck. Each shop has at least one resident cat to try out all the merchandise. Morty and Lucy are on speaking terms with Mom.
The truck says "No Kill," a message for shelters and that stoopid law a few years ago that would have made it legal to shoot feral cats in Wisconsin. Luckily, that law was "shot down".
Mom took lots more pictures and you can see them on Flickr. But for those of you who really, really need a cute cat picture...
Here I am!
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Happy Days!
A furry happy Squillions Day to Charcoalie and his squillions of littermates! We've been furry happy to haf you as part of our fambly.
We were also thrilled to foster Sunny and Cloudy afore they went to live wif the Big Piney Woods Girls...
and Cali afore she went to live wif Gramma an Grampa in Catifornia.
Happy Squillions Day!!!
We were also thrilled to foster Sunny and Cloudy afore they went to live wif the Big Piney Woods Girls...
and Cali afore she went to live wif Gramma an Grampa in Catifornia.
Happy Squillions Day!!!
Thursday, January 25, 2007
We Interrupt This Blog...
...to bring you an important announcement.
Dateline: January 21, 2007 - Boy's Room, Madison, Whiskonsin
Reported by: Charcoalie
This just in... Bonnie Underfoot and Victor Tabbycat, whose animosity is well known in the blogging community, appear together in remarkable candid photos taken by the Boy and the Mom. Exhibit 1 shows the two tabbies sharing the Boy's bed. This, in itself, is a rare occurrence.
Exhibit 1: Jan 16, 2007
Sharing the Bed
Bonnie claimed this photo was a fake. Experts could neither confirm nor deny this claim.
However, just today, Bonnie and Victor were found together again. This time, there is no denying that they were within 6 inches of each other! Yes, you heard it here first, Bonnie and Victor were SLEEPING TOGETHER!
Exhibit 2: Jan 21, 2007
Sleeping Together
In a statement released by representatives of Bonnie Underfoot, "Bonnie claims she was merely tolerating Victor Tabbycat until she could make a dignified retreat". Victor Tabbycat could not be reached for comment.
This last photo provides undeniable evidence: Bonnie Underfoot and Victor Tabbycat, curled close together on the Boy's bed, and TOUCHING. This is not Bonnie whapping Victor or Victor pouncing Bonnie. This is full tail contact while curled peaceful nearby. Yes, they were CAUGHT TOGETHER IN BED.
Exhibit 3: Jan 21, 2007
Caught Together in Bed
You saw it here first, furiends. Is Bonnie actually warming up to Victor, or is it merely a case of "two cats are warmer than one"? Stay tuned for further updates.
We now return to our regular blogcast.
Furiendly Furiday!
What're YOU Lookin At?
Originally uploaded by Bonnie & Victor Cats. What're YOU Lookin At?
Dateline: January 21, 2007 - Boy's Room, Madison, Whiskonsin
Reported by: Charcoalie
This just in... Bonnie Underfoot and Victor Tabbycat, whose animosity is well known in the blogging community, appear together in remarkable candid photos taken by the Boy and the Mom. Exhibit 1 shows the two tabbies sharing the Boy's bed. This, in itself, is a rare occurrence.
Exhibit 1: Jan 16, 2007
Sharing the Bed
Bonnie claimed this photo was a fake. Experts could neither confirm nor deny this claim.
However, just today, Bonnie and Victor were found together again. This time, there is no denying that they were within 6 inches of each other! Yes, you heard it here first, Bonnie and Victor were SLEEPING TOGETHER!
Exhibit 2: Jan 21, 2007
Sleeping Together
In a statement released by representatives of Bonnie Underfoot, "Bonnie claims she was merely tolerating Victor Tabbycat until she could make a dignified retreat". Victor Tabbycat could not be reached for comment.
This last photo provides undeniable evidence: Bonnie Underfoot and Victor Tabbycat, curled close together on the Boy's bed, and TOUCHING. This is not Bonnie whapping Victor or Victor pouncing Bonnie. This is full tail contact while curled peaceful nearby. Yes, they were CAUGHT TOGETHER IN BED.
Exhibit 3: Jan 21, 2007
Caught Together in Bed
You saw it here first, furiends. Is Bonnie actually warming up to Victor, or is it merely a case of "two cats are warmer than one"? Stay tuned for further updates.
We now return to our regular blogcast.
Furiendly Furiday!
What're YOU Lookin At?
Originally uploaded by Bonnie & Victor Cats. What're YOU Lookin At?
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