Thursday, December 31, 2009

happee noo yeer ... frum yer frend--jh


brudderz an sistahz ...
on dis noo yeerz eve i wanna say thank u fer bein mi frend ...
it haz been a yeer fulla upz an downz ...
i've lost sum frendz hoo hav been reelee speshul to me ...
an i hav made sum noo frendz hoo follow me an show me how much dey care.
u stood by me wen i took doze long walkabowtz ... an u wurried abowt me wen i showed u mi woondz.
u supported mi mom wen she took dat verree long walkabowt ... an u did dat becuz uv me. 
 u took mi side an not dat kitten joba'z ... an dat'z reelee grate!
u laff at mi jokez ...
harharhar ... so do i.

so ... inna fyoo hourz we'll ring in da noo yeer ... 2010.
i hope dat we will spend it togedder.
i know it will be a grate yeer fer us all!
i wish u all good helth ... a lotta happiness ... long warm napz ... an tuna juice.
i luv u ...
not da end.


Tuesday, December 29, 2009

trubbel on tuesday nite

dere wuz trubbel at da ok corral tonite ...

jus sayin.


Monday, December 28, 2009

jus lissenin to wut jj had to say

mi frend jj tol me dat joba wuz makin a face at me yesturday ...
so i'm doin it rite back.
how'z dis:

wut?  too nice?
den wut abowt dis:


yeah ... datz da ticket!
har!
take dat u stoopid kitten!

Sunday, December 27, 2009

later dis mornin ...


dat wuzza stoopid thing to do joba ...

way da minit ...

ar u lissenin to me?

duhr ...
stoopid kitten.


sumthin reelee bad happened heer

brudderz an sistahz ...
sumthin bad happened heer ...
i havva pikshur but it iz not fer da week uv hart.
dat kitten joba slept on mi mom an dad'z bed las nite (az he sumtimez duz) an ... he snuggled nex to mi mom hoo stoopidlee started to scritch him an ...
well ...
take a look ...

dat'z rite ...
he bit her.
an dat, mi frendz, shood giv u a hint az to hoo haz been bitin me.
cood dis be da end uv dat kitten joba?
jus wonderin.


duhr ... i can't even look at it.
dat stoopid kitten joba.

Saturday, December 26, 2009

wut'z da nex holiday?

remember da udder day i told u dat i wuz inna room an onna afghan dat i wuzzen't supposed to be in or on.
well ...
wile in dat room, i decided to do sum redekoratin.
dere ar sum dried flowerz i wanned to werk on ...


u will jus havta yooz yer grate imaginashun to vishyooalize da rezultz uv mi redekoratin.
chrismakkah wuzza grate success fer all uv us heer.
two nitez uv grate food to eet ... an lottsa luvin.
dere wuz only one hyooj blow-up ...
harharhar ... i wuz laffin an laffin!
evreethin iz fine now ... an doze dried flowerz i wuz werkin on ...
dere back to normal ...
wutever.

Thursday, December 24, 2009

frum yer frend jeter harris

deer brudderz an sistahz.
i want u to see dat mi woond is lookin better an better.
i also wan u to see dat i am enjoyin sum relaksashun on mi mom'z gramma'z byootiful afghan dat she made over 60 yeerz ago.

it'z so grate to be able to get away wid stuff.
it'z chrismakkah eve in dis howse an i wanna take a moment to say thank u fer all da grate cardz an fabyoolus wishez.
u hav been wid me throo walk abowtz an woondz ... throo unmashed food an missin mom.
i luv u all.
yer da gratest.
yer frend alwayz ...
jh (hizself)

harharhar ... i jus biggified an noticed dat i'm stickin owt mi tongue.

Monday, December 21, 2009

jus to let u know

fer yer infermashun brudderz an sistahz ...
i am ...


sleepin in da grate ...


indoorz.
g'nite.


Sunday, December 20, 2009

snowin onna sunday

we hadda lotta snow las nite heer in noo york.
i stayed inside ware it wuz warm an dry ...
dat kitten joba ...

not so much!
mi mom an dad were callin an callin ... but he opted fer da grate owtdoorz. dis mornin he came in da howse an he can't stop eetin.
hmm.
jus to let u know ...
he fownd dat "howse" dat bruce bilt, but i don't think he slept dere all nite.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

a noo piece uv owtdoor furnichur

well lookit dis brudderz an sistahz

mi grate frend bruce made dis box fer dat introoder cat black an whitey so hiz food won't get wet.
i like it miself.
pleez notice dat dere izza frunt anna back door. dat makez it safe to get owt if dat introoder cat wantz to eet da food dat i'm eetin.
whoopz ...

dat mite be him now.
gotta go!

Saturday, December 12, 2009

duhr

well thankz alot brudderz an sistahz fer tellin mi mom dat i can cut mi tongue by lickin da canz ...

now i can't do it anymor!
duhr.

whoopz ...
don't tell mi mom but i fownd a open can!
har!



i wan u to see mi woond.  it'z gettin better.
i take mi antibioticz evree day ...
soon i'll be az good az noo.
(ok ok ... i'll stop lickin da can!)

Thursday, December 10, 2009

jus wunderin on thursday



i like to lick da canz kleen.
do u?
jus wunderin.
oh ... an thankz fer thinkin joba'z not so ugly. (eksept fer u daisy)
yer all wrong.

Wednesday, December 09, 2009

medz weds-nesday

heer i am lookin at mi medz.
i hav mi antibioticz an mi animax ointment.
i'm verree, verree good abowt swallowin mi pill ... an lettin mi mom or dad apply mi ointment.



mi woond haz not diminished mi hansumness.



mi grate an fabyoolus frendz junior an orion asked fer up to date pikshurz uv dat kitten joba.  dis iz wut he looked like dis mornin.



harharhar!
wutta duhr!
but heer'zza pikshur uv him las munth ...



i think he'z da ugliest cat i hav ever seen!
duhr.

Tuesday, December 08, 2009

two fer tuesday

well brudderz an sistahz da followin pikshur shood tell it all




i payed a vizit to da grate an byootiful dr. landerfeld herself tonite.
dat brown an crusty stuff wuzzen't makin it fer mi mom.
so in da o-l-d box yerz troolee went ...
an momentz later i wuz in da office uv mi favrit vet.
she took mi tempricher in mi eer ... an, i'm happee to say, i'm normal.
den she took a look at mi woond an kleened it up.
den she meshered it an sed it wuz sumthin like 2 cm by 1 anna haf cm.
den she gave me a pill ... den she smeered sum stuff on mi woond.
she talked to mi mom abowt baseball fer sum time wile i wated pashentlee in mi o-l-d box.
dr. landerfeld sed da followin:

"You need a body guard."
"You're a brave boy because if you had turned to run your wound would have been on your backside."
"This is the same side as you last wound.  You must be right-pawed because you lead with your left."
"You need a body guard."

she sed lottsa udder stuff ... but i diden't lissen becuz i wanned to get owtta dere an go home.
da end.

tuesday

yes brudderz an sistahz ...
i hav been stayin inside more dan usual.


heer i am restin cumfterbly on da chair in da den.
notice how da green blankit matchez mi green eyez?
hansum.
da state uv mi woond iz az followz ...
it iz crusty an brown.
maybe i shood go to see da grate an byootiful dr. landerfeld.
jus sayin.

Sunday, December 06, 2009

da sunday sing-a-long

pleez sing a long wid me ... (i am singin ... not laffin!)


happee belatud birfday to u
happee belatud birfday to u
happee belatud birfday deer sarge
happee belatud birfday to u ... sir.
yesturday wuz sarge charlie'z birfday ... 72 yeerz old ... an ware wuz i?
duhr ...
if u wood like to vizit him to wish him a happee belatud birfday yerself ... pleez click on da pikshur uv da old sarge on mi paje.
(he'z eetin sumthin called humble pie today.)
...
mi woond iz heelin ... an, fer yer infermashun, i am stayin in at nite lately ... cuddlin wid mi mom an dad.
jus sayin.