Attack of the Killer Waters!!

Uncle E: Sigh. No, make that a BIG SIGH. Mom has this silly habit that is either going to give me a heart attack or a nervous breakdown -- or both! Every darn day, she goes in the Litterbox Room and stands behind a curtain. And you won't believe what she does then! She lets this big spray of KILLER WATER go over her. I swear, I do not get it. I try to rescue her every day -- I howl and yell and make all sorts of noise to get it to stop and let her go. Sometimes, I even peek behind the curtain, but that KILLER WATER is so scary that I can't do that for long. And when she does manage to escape, she doesn't even smell like herself anymore! WHY does she keep doing this? It must be an evil plot to drive me crazy! (Mom: Well, it's such a short distance for you ...) MOM! All I wants to do is protect you and you make fun of me???? (Mom: Sorry, Uncle E. My bad!) Darn tootin', your bad, Mom. Hummph. See if I try to protect you ever again!  

That wreck...

Mom: Thanks for all the nice wishes! We were all fine -- no injuries -- after the crash, and it wasn't our fault -- even the other driver's insurance company says so! Here's a picture of the rental car we were in afterward:

A big thank-you to my cousins who "rescued" us and took us to the airport to get another rental and continue on our vacation! :)

Weekend Report!

Morris: Hi, everyone! We don't have a lot to report from this weekend. It was pretty quiet, except for all the rumbly skies Sunday night. We kept asking Mom to stop it, but she wouldn't. Some people. Otherwise, she was a good servant for us this weekend. Unlike last weekend, when she went off somewhere and left us all by our lonesome selves. Well, mostly by ourselves. 

She had a lady from the vet's office come in to take care of us. Well. I KNOW this lady, and I was not happy. I mean, she's the one there who always stabs me for my blood glucose tests. I saw her, and I thought she was coming HERE to stab me. So I ran! Wouldn't you? And besides -- she WAS going to stab me with those shots Mom gives me!

You know, even in a small cottage like we live in, I managed to evade her AND her friend for a half-hour. I'm GOOD like that! But it didn't work out like I wanted. I just wanted the two of them to go away. But nooooooooooo. Instead, they caught me and put me in that blasted box and took me to the vet's office. The lady called Mom and told her that because of the shots I have to take and the trouble I love to make, I was going to have to stay at the vet's all weekend. She caught Mom right after they'd had a nasty wreck in someplace called Tulsa, and Mom was already frazzled, so she said that was fine. I know if Mom'd been OK, she would have come right home and gotten me out of that vet's office. (Mom: Um, no, Morris. You and the Krewe were being cared for quite nicely. We got another rental car, continued our trip and ended up having a blast anyway!)

Sigh. Such a 'tude from the servant. It's a wonder I have her as well trained as I do. We got her back, though. The lady brought me back home before Mom got home Sunday, and we felines hatched a plot: We all hid out after Mom came home Sunday. Didn't show our sweet little faces (or even the boys' not-so-sweet faces!) at all. Threw her into a complete tizzy. This little house has LOTS of hidey-holes, and we know where they all are! We stayed hidden for HOURS and laughed and laughed as she searched. We finally took pity on her when it was our Snack Time. And she was so relieved that we still got all our good snacks!  

Saving the Best for Last ...

Teke: Well, of course, we're saving the best for last! Just ask me -- I'm Teke!

OK, so I'm not this tiny anymore ... but I'm still this adorable! I'm a gorgeous teencat -- and I have the most wonderful, softest, longest hair of anyone in the house! Take that, Morris! Yes, I'm all floof, and I flaunt it! 

Last fall, I heard about this wonderful little house where kitties like me could go and get fed. So I went. I was just a wee handful, so Mom scooped me up and brought me inside. I was in pretty good shape, but I had lost my left eye to something outside, the vet said. Actually, I'm pretty special at the vet's office: I've seen all three doctors there. The ManVet said he was concerned about how much sight I still had in my right eye, but if there's a problem, you can't tell it by me!

Mom originally named me King Tut, as I am a Boy King myself. But the first LadyVet said that I was a pretty GirlKitty. So Mom changed my name to Cleopatra. And then ... well ... I'm a very playful Kitty, but Mom thought I was a Terrorist Kitten. (Mom: Slapping my sodas off the coffee table? Flying through the air to land on me -- claws OUT -- at 5 a.m.? Need I go on?) So she started calling me "T.K." and that's evolved into Teke. Oh, and I'm a ManCat. Well, a BoyTeenCat, anyway. "Something" ended up dropping down really visibly, and there was no doubt. (Mom: In the LadyVet's defense, Teke has a LOT of hair EVERYWHERE!)

Mom still calls me "cutie bootie" more than Teke, but that's not a good name for a Gorgeous ManCat, is it? 

 

Master Cuddler Tio Tyger's Here!

Tio Tyger: Hi, everyone! So now that I'm here, can I start a big group hug? I mean, just look at my face! Aren't I the Most Lovable ManCat Ever?

I'm definitely the Love Bug of the family, Mom says. It's true; I do loves a good snuggle. I give Great Head Butts! And butt skritches ...  boy, oh, boy, they are the BEST! And I turn into the biggest Elevator Butt Kitty you've ever seen when I get those butt skritches!

I'm training Mom so good. If she goes in the bathroom for anything, I'm there, in the sink, waiting on my drink from the faucet. Of course she turns it on for me. And my latest trick ... I can hop on her back when she's on the computer to get her attention! It works! (Mom: Yes. And then he stomps on the keyboard. So when you see garble, you'll know Tio Tyger was at work!)

I'm also a very sound sleeper. I bet I could sleep through a tornado! I mean, I WILL get up if I need to, but really ... I deserve all the Handsomeness Sleep I can get! And because I'm so cuddly, I never sleep alone. :) 

'Nother group hug? :)

An appearance by Miss Shadow!

Shadow: Hi, everyone! My name is Shadow ... and I'm a very shy kitty! You're lucky to see me at all! :)

I'm Mama T's baby girl, but I'm a big girl these days. Mom says I'm a dilute Calico, but I prefer to be called a pastel Calico. I'm mostly a soft gray color, dotted with creamy peach and beautiful beige patches ... I match a Shabby Chic home perfectly! :) Of course, Mom's home is more Shabby than Chic, but we do our best to make it look good! (Mom: Is THAT what you call shredding every piece of furniture and rug? And leaving your hair on EVERYTHING?) Mom! WE are the decorators here! (Mom: Only because I've given up ... I am outnumbered, after all!)


I can't believe how many friendly felines are out here in the cat blogosphere! This is so much fun! Even if I hide out a lot, I'll be thinking of you all! 

Come Meet Mama T!

Morris: I'm back, but only because I'm introducing my bestest Ladyfriend, the beautiful Mama T. 

Mama T: Hi, everyone. Yes, that's a terrible picture of me, I know. I really am a gorgeous ginger girl. Can I help it if Mom used a horrible cellphone camera there? 

I came in from the porch a few years ago with my brotherkitty, Tio Tyger. We were Tigger (me!) and Tyger too! Mom didn't realize it, but I was already with children then ... and just before she was going to take me to get my Ladyparts fixed, I surprised her with five li'l babies in her closet. Ooops. But right after they got big enough to let me get All Fixed Up, I did -- so we won't be having any more surprises! (Mom: Thank God!) We still have one (not so small) baby at our home, my darling Miss Shadow, who you'll meet tomorrow. And I was a most superb mamacat, hence the change in my name to Mama T. 

I am, Mom says,  a Model Cat. I must say, I do have marvelous high cheekbones, beautiful green eyes and a wonderfully chiseled face. If Mom would get a decent camera, I'm sure you would agree. 

Mom calls me the Most Jealous One. She says if somebody's getting some love and I hear them purring, I come running. Even to the other side of the house. Well, maybe she's right there. I loves everyone, so I try to love on them first before I demand ask for all a bit of Mom's attention.

It's wonderful meeting all of you beautiful kitties! But I believe it's almost snack time ... much go see what's going on in the kitchen! Much love, all!    

Uncle E speaks!

Uncle E: Hi, everyone! I know Morris thinks he's The Man, but ... let's get real. I'm more handsome, larger and far more loveable! Just look at THIS face:

Well, OK, I was a little surprised that Mom wanted to shoot me during my Private Box Time. But who knows with her? 

Anyway, back to Me: I'm easily one of the biggest Mancats you've ever met. Not only in size, but in Purrsonality. I love playing Happy Paws & Happy Claws. (Mom: Boy, does he ever love Happy Claws! I have the scars to prove it!) I'm pretty laid-back, but I won't back down when Morris pulls one of his Only Cat stunts. How laid back? Hey, I let Mom trim my claws! Go figure ...

My name wasn't always Uncle E. I was found on the porch with my sister. Mom saw that SHE made all the trouble and named us Tempest and Echo. Tempest has gone to the Rainbow Bridge, where I know she's stirring up as much trouble as she can, but I'm still around. When Mama T had her kittens, (Mom: More on that later!) I turned into the World's Greatest Uncle Cat. But really, "Uncle Echo" just didn't work. So I became the ultra-cool Uncle E.

Later, baby!

Guess we should introduce ourselves...

Morris: To be polite and all, y'know. Yes, we are six of the Greatest Cats on Earth. We'll all take turns here (but I rule, so I speak first. And Most.). I won't bore you with details of The Others; they can use their own time to do that! But me ... why, yes, of course, you want to meet Me. 

I am a very handsome orange tabby Mancat. I should be the Only Cat (after me, who else do you need??), but Mom says that ain't happening. Me, I don't understand that. I mean, OK, I love the ladies ... but other boys? Puhleeeze. I should be all that any lady needs! (Mom: So I'm a lady now? When did that happen?) Something happened to my front claws before I came to Mom's house, so as much as I adore the outdoors, I don't get to go. I've still got my bad 'tude, though -- claws or no. And if you really p*** me off, I'll even bark at you! Yes! Bilingual, baby! (Mom: He's not lying. His low, low growl will end with a "woof" when he's REALLY annoyed!) Last year, I was diagnosed with diabetes. I get two shots of insulin a day that I'm not crazy about, but I also get really good treats to go with them. And Mom won't do my blood glucose checks; she drags me off to the vet to get those done. (Mom: No claws doesn't mean he can't fight -- and draw blood!) Otherwise, I'm pretty healthy and as happy as a True Only Cat can be living with other ... creatures!  

Oh, those other creatures? There are the lovely ladies Mama T and Shadow. Then some rather useless boys: Uncle E, Tio Tyger and Teke.  I'll give them a chance to speak. Can't do the superior dance if I'm not truly superior, y'know! 

We're FINALLY here!!!

Morris: You know, we thought we'd never get our mom to set up our blog. I mean, we've been following other kitties for YEARS now, but Mom says she's always too busy to help us blog. But now ... she leaves the computer on "standby" now, and we can get online whenever we want. (Mom: Yeah, right, Morris. Sure you know how to type...) Well, whenever we can talk her into it. And the six of us can be pretty darn mouthy sometimes. So expect to see some tails, er, tales of our lives and purrsonalities and just general wonderfulness.