I saw a whole murder of crows today. The weather is warm with a cool wind but the crows braved that cool wind to came and talk to me.
TURN YOUR VOLUME UP SO YOU CAN HEAR MY REMARKS.
It is also Selfie Sunday sponsored by The Cat On My Head. My entry this week is when I went out to look for these crows. However, the picture is not flattering. I am insulted, mom says I may have to go on a diet pretty soon as I seem to be spreading out. You mean like you mom? *bats eyelashes innocently* Mom was not impressed with my good eyesight. MOL Stop byThe Cat On My Head and look at your friends posing for the selfies. Simply click on their name and be beamed to their site.
Today is the last day for the Blogville Pawlympics. The closing ceremony can be found at Frankly and Ernestly Speaking’s blog. It was a wonderful summer diversion that Kali and I appreciated. We entered three events as this was our first time in the Pawlympics.
I didn’t know it was called Tuneful Farting….I thought it was Tuning into Hearts…like the Queen of Hearts. We would then sing. A lady doesn’t go around farting Shoko. We don’t even talk about those things. Well, what do you do when you have gas…blow up like a balloon from holding it in? Then we could enter you in the Macy”s Parade. MOL How rude Shoko! We excuse ourselves and go into the bathroom. No putting about the house, eh? No way. We’ll continue this fascinating fart talk later Kali.
First up was Kali singing through her butt. MOL You are gross Shoko. I was embarrassed but it was all in fun.
I followed Kali with some explosive artwork. We won first place in the cat Category. We were the only cat entries Shoko! Wait…..Madi entered too. Who’s Madi? She is awesome and a great friend at Cat Scouts.Our last entry was Fly Fishing at Dezizworld blog.
MOL, Kali your expression is priceless! Like, maybe if I ignore it…..it’ll go away. MOL
My fast paced entry was next. We walked away with gold again for our participation and efforts. Our first introduction to the Blogville Pawlympics was a positive one.
Now on to The Cat on My Head’s Sunday Selfie. Simply click on the hosting blog to visit more anipals posing for you. It’s a coke kinda of a day my friends.
Tomorrow I’m off to get a tooth pulled, please purr for me my friends.
Today is just as cwappy as yesterday so I will take my selfie and let you folk go about your business.
No, I don’t want to talk about it mom. Ok, if I have to. Looks like I got carried away and a toy a friend sent us is missing a leg. Mom thinks I may have swallowed it. It’s not like I’ve never done things like this before. I won’t eat and this is the second day so mom is getting concerned. She called the vet’s because it is Thanksgiving weekend and the vet won’t be in until Tuesday. Apparently, I should last until Tuesday if I swallowed this leg. Mom is trying to get things moving along by chasing me up and down the hall. MOL
This picture is my selfie that I will send to The Cat On My Head to join the other anipals selfies. Click on the blog hosting the selfies and be whisked over there.
We got up and had a hearty play with mom. It’s fall and so our tunnel came out of hibernation. Kali was all eyes, to see what we were doing. Chip has been trying to get the little pebble to open up and tell us her name. She really wanted to get back into the oregano so Chip and mom decided it was ok. It might get her to talk. This oregano is very good. You spoke! What is your name? My name is Sky. Sky? Yes, mommy and daddy were kinda like rolling stone rocks. Daddy’s name was 8-ball and he was always behind in well, everything. He was so loveable though. Noone could get angry with him. Where is your mommy? Sky screws up her pebble face. Never mind, if talking about her upsets you. Where is your daddy? He moved on to find his fortune elsewhere? You don’t sound like you’re angry with him. Mom told me that he probably would leave so I was prepared. They chattered on for a bit and then Sky went off to sleep.
Cow-Kitty has been absent for about 3 days. Well today he honoured us with his presence.
Dad called Felix and this is the shot he got. Felix was trying to get away…fast. Dad changed his tactics and called him Cow-Kitty and this happened.
Then Cow-Kitty decided to enjoy a snooze on Shokali Island.
Tomorrow is Artsy, Fartsy Caturday at Athena and Maries blog. It is also Talk like a Pirate Day so my costume will reflect the day. Click on Athena and Marie’s blog and be transported to their blog and enjoy viewing the anipals.
You know Kali tomorrow is the Carnival at Cat Scouts. I should be gone all weekend. This means I can tell our friends a story bout you they haven’t heard before. Try to be nice sis.MOL…Look at Cow Kitty! MOL…..He’s falling asleep in the nip…..practicing to become a nip head I guess. That was your goal when you were his age Shoko. MOL…I also wanted to live in a treat factory.
Where are Bashful and Chip? I haven’t seen them for hours. They went into the Lane to talk with some of the local stoners. I guess I should leave them alone to discover the Canadian rocks. Ya, I have something planned anyway.Before you go to your planned event, you better do your artsy, fartsy Caturday picture. Right! Thanks for the reminder Shoks.
My entry for artsy, fartsy Caturday: To see more anipals showing their artsy fartsy work simply click on Athena and Marie’s blog name and be whisked to their blog hop.
Can we talk? I want to talk about dining habits friends. So sit down and pull up a blankie.
Shoko and I were having fun at meal time. See, mom would leave down our dry Siamese cat food all day and we would fill up on the crunchy goodness. Come time for our meal of wet food, we weren’t all that hungry so would play games with mom. Like take a taste and back away in horror. MOL It got to be a real fun game. Shoko and I would try and outdo the other with our reactions. I would gag and Shoko would look at mom like, “If she’s going to be sick eating this cwap, I’m not having any of it.” and walk away with her head held high. We continued on this way for awhile all the time meowing at mom’s expense.
Then one morning a little bit before breakfast I got up to partake of this crunchy goodness. There was no food bowl on our placemat! I ate the odd piece that had fallen out onto the mat. Dang! I was still hungry. Shoko sleepily staggered over for some crunchies too. Friends we were ticked! We decided that we would tell mom about this injustice and have her put our crunchies down. So we decided one of us would approach her and let her know we’re starving out here, while she is snoring away. I went into the bedroom and ran up my stairs meowing all the way. Mom looked at me through bleary eyes and muttered, “Che che nog nog.” What? That doesn’t make sense. I smacky pawed her shoulder several times to which she replied the same. OK Shok your turn. Shoko smacky pawed mom’s arm and then ran around her pillow, finally settling on the top of the pillow. No response. So we waited for her to wake up.
Finally mom woke up! We both tried to tell her about this absurdity with our dry food. Mom and us sauntered out to the kitchen where mom still didn’t put down our dry crunchies but opened a tin of wet food….our favourite really…..a Fancy Feast beef flavoured tin. We were starving to death before her eyes, so we dug right in.Hey, this wet food tastes pretty good. Seems our eating habits are changing. Dry food vacates the placemat 3 hours before wet food time. We still are miffed at the change but as you can see we eat our FF beef flavoured without the dramatics,