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Christmas Eve

I’m so excited!!  My tummy’s all twirly inside like I ate something off.  I’ll never sleep tonight…. how about you Budd?  I’ll be keeping you company at the window tonight, Tyebe.
I heard something on the roof.  It’s him Budd…it’s him!  Tyebe it’s still light out.  He’s not coming till we’re tucked in our beds. Dang.                                                              
Mom’s going to read Budd, let’s go.                                                             You too, Shoko.                                                                        It’s so comfy here.  I’m getting sleepy.  Hurry up mom and read before I fall asleep.

 

‘Twas The Night Before Christmas

’Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, except for a mouse
The stockings were hung by the chimney with bling
In hopes that more cat treats Santa would bring.
The kitties were snuggled all cozy in beds
With visions of catnip and toys in their heads
Cat mom and cat dad spent all evening wrapping
With gifts under the tree they went to bed happy
When down in the kitchen there arose such a clatter,
They sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Right down the staircase they flew like a flash,
Racing into the great room they heard a great crash.
That’s when they found them—each cat with tail swishing
All focused and staring, growling and hissing
Ignoring their parents’ attempts of distraction
The cats kept their eyes on the prize and the action.
And then without warning the cats began chasing
The small furry creature on which they’d been gazing.
More rapid than eagles they flew down the hallway
Ignoring the shouting of mom and dad calling.
Over the table, the chairs and straight down the hall,
Dash away, dash away, dash away all!
All you could hear was thundering feet
As they ran and then leaped to the top of the tree
The presents were scattered from under the tree
As tinsel and baubles all fell underneath.
That’s when they saw him—he peeked his head out,
To locate the cats-a cute little mouse!
Through howling and protests cat mom and cat dad
Grabbed each of the cats, scrambling fast.
Locked in the bedroom they still heard meows
As they went back downstairs wondering what to do now?
The mouse blinked his eyes and tilted his head
Letting them know they had nothing to dread.
With a squeak and a dart he jumped to floor
And he raced towards cat dad who held open the door.
Before he ran off he wiggled his nose,
Gave a quick wink, finally turning to go.
The excitement was over, they turned out the lights,
Merry Catmas to all, and to all a good night!
                                    Merry Christmas from Purrfectly Holistic
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TYEBE…..ROYAL BLUE
BUDD……CHRISTMAS GREEN
SHOKO…..BLACK
MOM…….MAROON

Friendly Friday Fill-Ins

It’s time for the fill-ins again and I for one am going to do my thing and say my piece.  Mom didn’t raise no peely wally personality of a cat.                                                                                 
Ellen of 15 and Meowing put forth the first two sentences and her co-host, Lorianne of Four-Legged Furballs created the last two sentences of the fill-ins.  Click on their names in red and be taken away by the men in white. mol, mol, mol                                                                              
1. Every Christmas, I…..AM EXCITED ABOUT CHRISTMAS MORNING AND FUSSING ABOUT THE DINNER.  WILL THE TURKEY BE TOO DRY, WILL PEEPS LIKE IT ETC.                                                             
2. The day after Christmas, I…..FREAK OUT AT THE NEW TOYS I HAVE.  IT TAKES ME A WHILE TO REALIZE THEY AREN’T GOING TO SCARE ME OR BITE ME.                                                                         
3. ‘Twas the night before Christmas, and…..BUDD AND I ARE YELLING FOR TREATS.  MUCH LIKE EVERY NIGHT.  CHRISTMAS EVE WILL FIND US LOOKING UP IN THE SKY FOR TINY REINDEER AND SANTA.                                                                     
4. All I want for Christmas is…..FOR MY NEW FAMILY TO HAVE FUN AND BE HAPPY…..AND A BIG TASTE OF THE TURKEY.                                                                       
HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND FRIENDS.
MOM…..MAROON
SHOKO…BLACK
TYEBE…ROYAL BLUE
BUDD CHRISTMAS GREEN

Thankful Thursday with Ornaments

Today is Thankful Thursday at Brian’s Home.  Join in the blog hop why don’tcha?  Just hit the red letters with your mousie and you’ll be visiting.                                                                         
Today mom tried to decorate the livingroom.  I helped.  She put the greenery on the mantel.  I wanted to put my nanner on the mantel but slipped on the lights.  Oh dear!  Everything ended up on top of me on the floor.  So that didn’t help.  I tried again but with the same results.  Mom was getting a little ticked and I was getting tired.  Time to move on.
I examined the box where the tree lives for any parts that had fallen off.  Looks good dad…it’s a go….no pieces of the tree are stuck in the box.

The base had to be examined for any breakage, spider webs and other vermin.   Once again I helped.  I supervised the light inside the base, no spider or webs.  All other vermin had cleared out.  Check….ready for the tree.

I am so thankful that mom moved this tree indoors and is dressing it up.  What fun!!  Budd and Shoko like it too but don’t seem so excited.
I want to hug this tree….it’s beautiful.                                                                 C’mon let me hug you…..you big green trapeze.
Can you bring my dinner over here and I’ll share it with Mr. Tree.                                                              Then I’ll jump up and down on the branches and see if I bounce.

 

Tyebe Tuesday Nov. 20

We got a new, well semi new water fountain today.  I never have used this one but Shoko says her and Kali liked it.  The old fountain had a problem with the filter holder.  The holder would float to the top and rattle against the stainless steel.  Very annoying.                                                         
I guess it’s ok,nothin’ to get all excited about it. Heck, there’s not even any bubbles in it.


This is much more fun. Keep a lookout Budd. Let me know if mom heads this way. Run for it Tyebe here comes mom! Splat! Whoops, I fell off the counter maybe mom never noticed.

Hey, looky here Budd, mom got some reindeer antlers.  I’ll put em on.                                                              
MOL *hic* they kinda slipped but you get the idea.  Me looks charming.

A nice crisp day at Fort Meezer.  Budd won’t come outside and Shoko’s not on speaking terms with me so I have the deck and bucket to meself.                                                                       
You know it’s getting pretty cold out here even with the sun shining. Think I’ll mosy inside and see what’s happening.

We are participating in Happy Tuesday at Comedy Plus Come join us.                                           

Have a great Tyebe Day friends.

TYEBE…..ROYAL BLUE
BUDD…..SEAWEED GREEN

Thankful Thursday from Tyebe

 

What the…put mes down, mom!  I’s putting Shoko in her place.  “No Tyebe!  No biting Shoko.  “Grrrrrr…hissss!”  I jumped down and hid mes face.  Mom was mad and she doesn’t ever get mad but she was ticked.  Mes was pulling Shoko’s fur out cause mes figured that’s how cats would fight in a real fight.  Shoko was annoyed with me too.                                                                 
As Shoko says….Mes was up poop creek without a paddle! So I was going to be a good girl cause I’s am a good girl me is. Me showed mom how I could play quietly with me new play and bowl.

Did you know that this play and bowl is great for sharpening teeth?

I’s tell ya, mes was charming. As charming as I’s get. Me didn’t jump on mom’s back like I’s sometimes do when excited.

So this Thankful Thursday I’s would like to thank Shoko for being such a good big sis and putting up with my shenanigans. Mes thankful she is patient with me and doesn’t hurt me cause pest is my middle name. Go to Brian’s Home and see the other thankful anipals.

Mom…oh mom, can I go out now? I’s will be a good girl mes will.

TYEBE…..ROYAL BLUE
MOM…..MAROON

 

Happy 4th of July America

 

Kali it’s The Fourth of July.  America’s Independence Day.  A great cause for celebration….like our Canada Day.

Buddy and Einstein are coming to take us over to their place for a celebration.  I’m so excited.

                                             Shoko they’re here…*giggle, giggle*

Oh Buddy, you look so spiffy.  Shoko will be here in a moment.

                                                                You are my charmer Einey.

See ya later mom.  Come join us over at Buddy and Einey’s place at Tomcat Commentary by Tim. 

Simply click on Timmy’s name and have some delicious seafood. Yummy!

Artsy, Fartsy, Tartsy Caturday with Shoko

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Merry Christmas Eve Day my friends.  I’m getting so excited, I’m going to split right down the middle if Christmas morning isn’t here very soon.  Athena Cat Goddess Wise Kitty is having a Christmas Eve Day exhibit of the talented artists in Blogville.  Simply click HERE and be flicked over to her place.

Here, I look so delighted mom put the Santa hat on my head.

aashokocrThis is as happy I could get with a Santa hat strapped to my head.  Mom must think I’m a clue….I know I’m a kitty and so does anyone that looks at me.  Really!!

 

We have my happy, smiling face artsied up by Lunapic in the art of Waves.  Mom thought the waves looked frozen so the inside of the house looks frozen as do I.  What do you think…frozen or waves?

                                                                    wavesshokoI think my head is getting frozen.  I have pimples.  I don’t like this one mom.

May you never be too old to look in the sky for Santa on Christmas Eve.

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Road Trip To Huble Homestead

Some  flat scouts from Cat Scouts came to visit us and dudes  we had a houseful.  They were the perfect guests.  Not one of them threw kitty litter around the bathroom.  No one hacked up a furball either.  Mom was impressed.  We had Fing Feiko/King Meiko’s alter ego from Texas, Tristy from California from the blog Christie Paws, Izzy from Oklahoma from the blog Dezi World.  Our last visitor is Fete/Pete’s alter ego from Tennessee.

I made sure that all the flats went to the kitty litter and had some noms and water before getting in the car for their road trip.  Mom and dad rounded up the flats and placed them in the back seat together.  Not one of the flats sang out in protest but they were meowing to each other in excited voices.  Kali and I waved to the flats as they left.

The Huble Homestead is only 40 km ( 25  miles) north of Prince George but you are in total wilderness as soon as you pass the city limits.

I am Foko.  I am Shoko’s flat scout.  I will be the guide for our visit.  We all sat back and enjoyed the fresh air and before we knew it, we were at the Huble Homestead.                                                                  This Homestead consisted of a general store, blacksmith shop, stable,a couple of log houses and the old homestead itself.  Huble Homestead was built along the Fraser River for easy transportation by paddle wheel.  Travel by land was far too difficult as there were only trails to follow with pack horses and all the supplies needed for a long journey from the  Vancouver area.

DSCN3912Some wise words from our host and we were on our way.

We all had to show off the old fashioned loom and have a rest.  Your wondering where Fete alias Pete went as he’s not in the photo?  Fete was overly interested in the chick-hens.  He muttered something about his sister and chick-hens.

There’s Fete!  The chick-hen didn’t seem particularly interested in him but Fete was happy.

We didn’t get very far and Fete fell in a hole.  We all had to gather around and see if he was ok.  He was fine just gawking around too much.  We all had a good meow and then ran on to catch up with mom and dad.

                                                             Here is Fing Feiko (left), Foko, Tristy, Izzy and Pete in the squirrel hole.

This is an old fashioned press that was used for flattening beaver pelts for easy storage. 

DSCN3928We took a look through a very old stable.  Tristy was mesmerized with the old, old horse shoes.

We all had a short nap in the hay and were very refreshed afterward.

                                                               Mom and dad watched as a man made ice cream.  Looked delicious or so mom said.  Dad said it was too runny and likes the ice cream in the grocery store better.

This is the lady clerk from the General Store in proper attire for the time.  She was nice and let mom take pictures of Tristy and Izzy with Polar Cleats.

DSCN3953                    DSCN3952Mom had a pair of Polar cleats as did dad but they were pretty hard to fit over one’s boots or runners and then you must take them off each time you come in or you’ll have cleat holes in your floor.  Guess how mom found out!

The next stop on our outing was a small cabin that was actually the Blacksmith’s cabin. 

                                                           

Now this is really working from home.

This is the actual Huble House.  These folks must have been well off because even the house is whitewashed and they had a kitchen not just a wood stove.  The kitchen is separate from the house and there is a doorway that leads right to the table.

Notice the door to the kitchen behind the table.

We sat on the cold wood stove in the office of the homestead for our picture.

Talk about narrow staircases…whew…you can’t afford to be fat in the old days.                                                                

The last place we saw on our way out of the homestead area was the place where the meat was kept to keep it away from wild animals such as bears.

A pleasant way to spend the afternoon.  We all jumped in the car and headed for Prince George.  Before long we were at the outskirts.                                                                      There you are a little slice of history from northern British Columbia.