Saturday, January 31, 2009

a gift fer mi mom frum mi gram.

mi gram sent mi mom a speshul gift today.
it'zza book by a cat therapist named carole wilbourn.
it'z called cat talk an wen i saw it ... i wuz laffin an laffin!
i think mi gram sent it becuz da grate an byootiful dr. landerfeld sugjested dat i mite wanna talk to a therapist abowt mi resint walk-abowtz.

i grabbed da book frum mi mom an turned to chapter 6--"expressions of anxiety."
lissin to dis brudderz an sistahz:
***
anxiety is defined as mental distress or uneasiness caused by apprehension of danger or misfortune; it is also used synonymously with fear or worry ... fleeting anxiety is not a threat to your cat. It's when the anxiety builds up and is not discharged that the anxiety turns to a pervasive fear and your cat's peace of mind an physical well-being may be threatened... When a cat suffers from anxiety that can't be allayed by positive support from his person, auxiliary support may be needed in the form of a TRANQUILIZER!"
***

tranquilizer? duhr ... i don't need a tranquilizer. giv a tranquilizer to dat kitten joba.

da end.

pee ess ... wut'zza "tranquilizer?"

Thursday, January 29, 2009

sum thoughtz on thursday

u know brudderz an sistahz ...
i do luv da taste uv ocean whitefish an tuna dinner.
it'z delishus.
but ...
i can't rezist da grate taste uv tuna juice!
it ticklez mi whiskerz!
and ... if i'm reelee luckee ...

mi mom will share her tunfish wid me.

life'z grate ... yes?!



Wednesday, January 28, 2009

one werd wednesday











grrrrrrr.


if u biggify any uv da pikshurz uv me u will see snowflakez on mi face. dat iz becuz i had jus come in da howse frum bein owtside in da snow.

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

dat geezer henry hitz da jackpot!

well ... since i'm still havin sum teknikul difficultiez an havta ask mi mom to uplode sum pikshurz at her skool ... i decided to giv dis hansum geezer (da reptile ... not da man! duhr.) henry sum propz on mi blog today.
it seemz dat it took henry 111 yeerz to make sum whoopy!
he an hiz 70 yeer old sweethart mildred had sum fun and da rezult wuz 9 healthy eggz which hatched into 9 healthy babiez ... babiez dat henry wood just az soon eet az cuddle.

grate job henry ... good luck!
an mildred ... i saloot u, too!
i'm cowntin 10 eggz ... i dunno.

Monday, January 26, 2009

mancat monday

duhr ... i'm still havin sum teknikul difficultiez ...
maybe mi mom can lode up recint pikshurz at skool (jus don't tell da principul ... u know how she feelz abowt catz!)
anyhoo ... heer'z a recint mancat pikshur uv me.
i want u to know dat joba izza bully an i hate him.
da end.
no ... i meen it. i will never like him.
he'z meen.
i'm sorry auntie bee.

Saturday, January 24, 2009

tellin joba like it iz

wuddya think ... i'm kiddin joba?
don't look me in da eye ...
keep yer distance!

i'm owtta heer ...

an ... if u know wut'z good fer u ...
don't follow me upstarez.

(wow ... dat las shot iz a little off ... doncha think?)



Friday, January 23, 2009

da friday har ... har ... har!

mi brudder, whitey ford, did sumthin remarkabul da udder day.
he pee'd on da bafmat in mi mom'z bafroom.
i saw him do it.
i wuz laffin an laffin!
(mi mom wuzzen't laffin! it wuzzen't me.)

Thursday, January 22, 2009

wow ... a thursday 13!

thirteen thingz i do to get owtta da howse ...

1. rub up against mi mom an ask nicely.

2. go to da door an ask nicely.

3. go to da window an ask nicely.

4. jump up on mi mom'z bed an ask nicely.

5. jump off da bed ... run to da door an ask nicely.

den ...


i say da followin:

6. "owt"

7. "owt"

8. "owt now"

9. "owt rite now!"

10. "owt dis minit"

11. "owt ... owt ... owt"

12. puleez ... owt!

13. come on! "i asked nicely ... now lemme owt."

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

da wednesday wowie kazowie

lookit wut mi grate frend victor tabbycat (aka "vic") saw wen he went to play wid da trainz.
i'm dyin fer one uv deez!

i wunder if mi mom can buy us one ...
or if it'z just a little over da top!
thankz vic!

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

da trooth on tuesday

i cood tell u dat dis wuz happenin today ...
but i'mma honest tabby ... an i'm still havin sum teknikul difficultiez ...
so i grabbed da furst pikshur i cood find.
ah ... deze were da dayz wen i cood rest peacefully in da basement ...
az u know ... dat kitten joba haz taken care uv dat.
but i will tell u dat we akshooallee ate in da kitchen sort uv togedder dis mornin.
i'm just sayin ...

Monday, January 19, 2009

teknikul difficultiez

well ... it appeerz dat i'm havin grate teknikul difficultiez.
i can't get da pikshurz uv yerz troolee to downlode (or uplode ... i dunno ... duhr) frum mi camera to mi compyooter ... so ... i decided to peek in on mi old (an i do meen old) frend george da lobster an see how he'z doin.
heer he wuz, in da handz uvva frend, goin back ware he belongz ...


dere were many onlookerz ... dey look cold.


i wunder if george'z frend wuz sayin "anna one ... anna two ... anna three" in dis pikshur.
jus wunderin.


jus one las look at george before he goez in da deep blue sea ...
he'zza big lobster.


good luck george.
may u live da rest uv yer life in peace!

Sunday, January 18, 2009

da sunday advenchurz uv mi squillion laffin an laffin

i jus knew u wood find mi noo tree stump bed laffin an laffin!
yer lite azza fether ... u can sit on top uv da stump an not make it collapse!

u look grate inside ... wut? it smellz a little like mi brudder whitey?
duhr. dat'z becuz he wuz sleepin in it las nite! he smellz ok, tho.


laffin an laffin? laffin an laffin?


wow ... dat tree stump bed iz so comfterbul ... he'z asleep alreddee!
life'z grate fer mi squillion, laffin an laffin.

Saturday, January 17, 2009

hello frum under ...

lookit us brudderz an sistahz ...
it'z mi brudder mickey an me.
we're under mi brudder mike'z bed.
u can't see him ... but mi brudder whitey iz also under da bed.


dat'z it.
da end.

Friday, January 16, 2009

chrissmakkah comez in january!

i wuz so eksited wen da man in blu shortz came to mi door today.
he sed:
"Special delivery for Jeter Harris from Reebok Crouch!"
i sed ...
"hey mister ... it'z 17 degreez ... why da blu shortz?"


i wuz so eksited ... it wuz ebay item number 150311669218!
mi lucky number!
i wuz jumpin up an down!


lookit dis brudderz an sistahz ...
it'zza tree stump!
an i can sleep in it!


it lookz grate inside ... an i know dat i will enjoy it!


i luv it ... an better dan anythin else ...
it came in a grate big box ...
da perfect size fer sendin ...


dat kitten joba anyware ...
ANYWARE!


i luv mi bes frend in da werld reebok da grate!


he made chrissmakah come in january!

Sunday, January 11, 2009

da sunday advenchurz uv mi squillion laffin an laffin

wow ... lookit u laffin an laffin.
u lugged all yer noo york giantz stuff into da backyard.
i know dat today izza big day fer giantz fanz!
it'zza big playoff game against da eaglez.


good luck to da noo york giantz.

...

in da meentime ...


i can't wate fer spring trainin.

Saturday, January 10, 2009

da luck uv da lobster

did u heer da one abowt george da lobster?
he wuz jus watin in a noo york resterawnt to be eetin.
an heer he wuz:

hiz frendz at peta decided dat he wuz jus too old (abowt 140 yeerz ...) an he dezerved to live ...
dey packed him up in sum seeweed an dey ar sendin him to kennebunkport maine today so he can liv da rest uv hiz geezer life ...
free!


i can relate to bein capshured an made to stay indoorz ...


i don't think i wuz in danjer uv bein eetin, tho.
good luck george!
hope da rest uv yer life iz grate!

pee ess ... i wuz jus reedin skeezy'z cat blog ... an da artikul abowt cat'z on da menu in china. i think dat i will stay away frum china wen i walk-abowt. (how far iz china frum long island?)

Friday, January 09, 2009

pikshurless

deer frendz ... an brudderz an sistahz ... (an espeshullee u mister tasty face)
walk-a-bowt?
no not reelee.
why jus dis mornin i took mi brekfast on da back wall in da grate owtdoorz after havin spent da nite in da howse.
i do not enjoy bein inside ... but i do it to make mi mom happee. i hav lurned to say "owt" in abowt a squillion diffrent wayz.
so ... fer doze uv u hoo ar wurried ... i'm still heer ...
it'z mi mom, however, hoo haz been spendin too much time at da skool an tooterin.
duhr.

Monday, January 05, 2009

da kweschun uv joba

hoo wuzzit dat asked how i wuz gettin along wid dat kitten joba?
heer'z da trooth.

i'm alwayz lookin over mi sholder to make sure he'z not followin me ...

i'm alwayz wurried dat he'z gointa suddenly appeer ... an ruin mi day!

da trooth iz ...
i'm happiest wen he'z owtside an i'm inside.


or vice versa ... wuttever dat meenz.

Sunday, January 04, 2009

speshul delivery

i enjoy gettin mail ... an yesturday, wen da man in da blu shortz delivered a packije frum castro valley, i wuz verree eksited.
i ripped it open an fownd a fabyoolus card frum owr grate frend skeezy (in mi favrit james dean poze) ...
an sumthin else.
skeez had ritten da followin in hiz own paw-ritin:
Deer Jeter,
Theeze are eerplugs for yer dad so he can't heer yoo asking to go owt a sqwillion times a nite ...
yadda yadda

eerplugz??????
duhr!

da idea, skeez, is fer mi dad to akshuallee heer me askin to go owt.

i mite hide dem ...
har har har!

pee ess ... andrea i cooden't get into yer gallery.

pee pee ess ... i like to see hoo'z lurkin arownd mi blog ... so i had "mi blog log" on mi side bar ... but a lurker widda bad name came up ... so i took mi blog log off. i don't like bad namez.

Saturday, January 03, 2009

six reezunz on saturday

heer ar six reezunz why i like to be owtside:

1-no sharin a litter box. da wurld iz yer litter box brudderz an sistahz.
2-plenty uv room to run arownd ... dere ar no wallz to hold u back.
3-fresh air.
4-climbin treez iz grate exersize.
5-birdz ... i luv to lissen to 'em ... an i can't heer dem wen i'm inside da howse.
6-nobuddy sez "hey buddy ... it'z good to see ya" an den pickz u up an hugz u an kissez u.

dat'z it.
i luv da grate owtdoorz.