Whiskers & Purrs

Somethin' tragic happened...

Elizabeth Taylor, Fergie and Jimmy tryin' to cope

Dearest peoples on the innernets,

This is all of us speakin'.  Somethin' tragic has happened. It's just awfuls.  Last night mommy came home from work.  She did her normal routine...cleaned the poop boxes, rubbed all of our tummies, fixed our Fancy Feast and then feeded herself.  Then came our favoritest time of the day...Temptation Time!  Woo Hoo!

Mommy sit out our Temptation Plates...(we gots plates just for Tempation Time...when mommy gits them out...LOOK OUTS!  There's a ragin' stampede to git into the kitchen and get our beloved Temptations.) So...she sit the plates out and we was all there fussin' at her to git the Temptations QUICK...she went to the cupboard where she keeps 'em and then we saw her eyes git real big and heard her say "OH NO!"...see, mommy had forgotted to buy us Temptations when she went to the grocery store this week!  HAVE YOU EVER HEARD OF ANYTHING SO RIDICKOLUS in your whole life?  What kind of a mommy does this sort of thing?

There we was...waitin' for our most favoritest treat in the world...standin' right in front of our Temptation Plates...and mommy was standin' there empty handed.  The neglect and abuse we go through is awfuls.  AND....it gits worser...we told her she would just have to git in the car and go git us some.  She said she was just too tired and we would just have to go a day without our beloved Temptations.  CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT?  Somehow we are gonna just have to make it through with 22 cans of Fancy Feast and our gigantical bowls of dry food...but NO TEMPTATIONS until tonight. 

Please pray for us that we will git through this tryin' time without too much psychological damage.

Very truly yours,
The Temptationless Whiskers & Purrs Gang

Tryin' to help James Bond

Picture of James Bond taken from our bathroom window on Saturday

Dearest peoples on the innernets,

This is all of us speakin'.  Many of y'all know that we have been tryin' to rescue James Bond.  James is a kitty that showed up right when our sweet Felix went to heaven.  Mommy says that maybe Felix sent him to us for us to try to help him.  See...he ain't got no home...no safe place to sleep at night and no place to go to keep him warm and dry.   He ain't got nobody to make sure he is healthy and give him good suppers to eat...and...probably most important...he ain't got nobody to love him and give him kisses.  James is very skeert and shy...he just ain't never had nobody to give a crap 'bout him...at least that was true before he showed up at our house.

But see...now...whether he knows it or not...he's a part of the Whiskers & Purrs Gang.  We have loved him from a distance now for almost a whole year.  Mommy actually got him to go into the trap but...he somehow gotted out.  Mommy has been tryin' to get him ever since.  We ain't givin' up on him...we are gonna keep tryin' to help James Bond...mommy is tryin' real hard to git him.  She's' gonna take him to see Aunt Doktor Dugan...have him tested...make sure he gits his operation on his privatal areas and then we will find him a home and make sure he is adored and loved and kissed every day.

James Bond...please go into the trap soon...don't be skeert...we want you to be safe, healthy and loved.

Very truly yours,
The Whiskers & Purrs Gang

PS...Aunt Doktor Dugan saw this picture and said that she thinks maybe James Bond might be a girl...uh...oopsie!

A message from Mommy Jenny

Ricky Eugene Graves
1993 - 2005

Dear Ricky Angel Cat,

Today makes 4 years since you had to leave us to go to heaven.  Oh how I miss you, sweet boy.  I can't believe it has been 4 long years since I saw that sweet face.  I miss your soft purrs, the loving way you would always let Lucy eat supper first before you ate yours, how you just had to jump up in my arms so I would hold you like a baby as I was getting dressed for work...and the list goes on and on and on...I miss you...miss you more than I could ever put into words. 

Although lots of other little ones have come into our home since you passed, none could ever take your place.  You will always be the man of the house.  You will always be my first little boy cat.  You will always have a very special place in my heart and I want you to always be very present in our home.  And...I know you are here with us, sweet Ricky.  Please promise you will always watch over us and wait for us to meet you when our time comes.

I will always love you, Ricky.

Love,
Mommy

Mazie Monday!

Dearest peoples on the innernets,

This is Mazie Grace speakin'.  Today is Mazie Monday!  Lotsa peoples have been askin' how I am doin' after my big eyeball operation.  Well...last week was kinda tough for me.  I did not feel goods at all.  Plus, I did not like the fact that I had to stay in the livin' room all by myselfs.  Mommy would stay with me at nightime but...durin' the day I had to stay in there alone.  It made me very sad on top of the fact that I had a busted-up eyeball goin' on.  But now I am FREE!!!  Mommy letted me outta the livin' room 'bout the same time I started feelin' betters!  Now I am back to bein' on the job as the Whiskers & Purrs Social Director.  I'm eatin' like a champ and playin' with all my friends.  Life. Is. Good!

I go to see Unkle Doktor Blair on June 29th.  Mommy don't know if I can see yet...and I ain't tellin'.  I want an excuse to go see Unkle Doktor Blair so I am gonna keep mommy in suspense.  See...he will look deep into my soul...uh, I mean eyeballs, and then let mommy know if the lights have been turned on for me!  I will tell you a secret and let you know that mommy says she thinks I can see some...she just might be right but I ain't gonna tell until June 29th...so mark your calendars, 'kay?

Okay, I have gots to get back to my job of bein' the Social Director for the W&P House!  I hope you all have a very Mazie Monday and your beans remember to hum "Hail to the Chief" when you walk into the room.

Very truly yours,
Mazie Grace

Meet the Senator Sunday

 

Dearest peoples on the innernets,

This is Senator Henry Jackson Edward Graves III speakin'.  I am proud to announce that from now on, every Sunday we will have "Meet The Senator Sunday" at the Whiskers and Purrs House.  Just like the beans do on Sundays with Face the Nation and Meet the Press, we will have innalekchewal comments from me 'bout serious topics of the day.  We will remind everybody on Friday's to send us your questions and topics.  We will try to answer 'em on Sunday.

Here's the first topic for Meet the Senator Sunday:

Dearest Senator Henry Jackson Edward Graves III,
What is goin' on with North Korea?  Why are they makin' bombs and stuff? 
Very truly yours,
Anonymous

My dear Anonymous, I do not know what is goin' on with North Korea.  First of all, we live on the West end of Richmond.  Is North Korea close to us?  I sure hope not!

I will say that I think that mean ol' Kim Jon Il...uhm...dude, you have a girl's name...is very means and not nearly as handsome as me.  Now, in his defense, he cannot help the fact that he is very ugly, but...I have just a few words for him.

Mr. Il,
Why are you so mean?  Did your mommy not raise you right?  You better be glads you don't live in the Whiskers & Purrs House!  My mommy says that you have to play nice with people and not be mean.  She says you need a time out in the bathroom with the door closed all by yourself so you can think 'bout all them mean things you do every day...what with all them nuclear bombs you're testin' and all.  No Temptations for you, Mister, until you straighten up and fly right!
Very truly yours,
Senator Henry Jackson Edward Graves III

And so, my dearest friends on the innernets, there you have it.  Our first ever "Meet the Senator Sunday" and my thoughts on North Korea.

Very truly yours,
Senator Henry Jackson Edward Graves III

Mazie Mazie Mazie!

Dearest peoples on the innernets,

This is Mazie Grace speakin'. Mommy let me out of the livin' room last night.  I was so glad to git outta there and be with my brothers and sisters.  But...I still don't feel so goods.  Why did all of this have to happen to me?  I am sad.

Very truly yours,
Mazie Grace

Wordless Wednesday

 
Miss Elizabeth Taylor havin' her way with Georgie Porgie Puddinanpie

The Senator gits his first parrafin wax treatment!

Dearest peoples on the inndernets,

This is Senator Henry Jackson Edward Graves III speakin'.  I have some very dramatical news.  Let me say from the beginnin' of the story that nobody was hurted and everything is okay just in case you git skeert while you is readin' my account of this very dramaticals event.

See...last Friday, our sweet friends from TLC were with us again.  They was gittin' some footage of us.  We was all in the part of the house that we don't normally git to go into...the livin' room and dinin' room.  Mommy was busy talkin' with them cameras when I decided to sneak off...she wasn't lookin' so I sneaked into the dinin' room all by myselfs. 

I was 'vestigatin' the room when I uncovered a very evil introoder that was givin' me the evil eye...it was this thing sittin' on a shelf...it had a long white tail that was plugged into the wall...sittin' on top of it was a jar with some smelly liquidy stuff in it...now this is where it gits all dramaticals.  I telled that thing that it was bein' rude by givin' me the evil eye and to stop it.  It just sitted there and keeped givin' me the evil eye...so...I taked my paw and touched it's long white tail...just to skeer it some...

Well...that evil mean thing decided to jump at me!  It jumped right off the shelf and spewed the warm stuff on me that was in that jar!  It skeert me...skeert me real bad.  I runned.  Mommy jumped up and realized what had happened...she said "OH NO!  Henry just knocked the candle warmer over...he's got candle wax all over his paws!"  First of all, mommy...Henry didn't "knock" anything over...it jumped at me!  And yes, I gots warm smelly stuff all over my feets!

Mommy checked me real goods and saw that I just had a little wax on my front feets...the real damage was to an antique side table in the dinin' room...uh, it sorta has 'bout a 2 inch layer of wax all over the top...mommy says it will have to be completely refinished...but she's just glad that it wasn't a 2 inch layer of wax on ME!

And so, my dear friends on the indernets, be leery of evil introoders that have jars of warm smelly stuff and long tails that stick into the wall...stay away from 'em...you will git fussed at if they jump at you...but your feets will feel as smooth as a baby's bottom...paraffin wax treatments are kinda cool!

Very truly yours,
Senator Henry Jackson Edward Graves III

Mazie Monday

Dearest peoples on the innernets,

This is Mazie Grace speakin'...today is Mazie Monday.  Well...it has now been 3 days since my big Eyeball Operation.  I have not feeled so very good.  I have had a very hurty head.  But...I'm startin' to do betters.  I still have to take tons of medicines...and I am still bein' a very good girl 'bout takin' it.

Here is a little video mommy taked to show everybody how good I am doin':

Mommy said there have been tons and tons of peoples checkin' in on me from all 'round the worlds.  Gosh...that means an awful lot to me and mommy.  Mommy didn't know that I saw her but I catched her eyes gittin' all leaky the other night when she was readin' the comments on our blog and on our Facebook page.  You people on the innernets sure are wonnerfuls.

Oh...and them nice people that came to our house for The Learnin' Channel...gosh...they are just 'bout the nicest peoples EVER.  They came back last week to git more pictures of us and they got lots of stuff 'bout me havin' my eyeball operation.  Sara, Mark, Warren and Shawn (and Eric from the first trip), we sure do like you guys and want you to know that we will never ever forgit you.  In fact, we miss you lots right this very minute.  You were so good to us and had so much patience with mommy...especially since she was a big ol' dud this past visit with you.  It's just that she was so very worried 'bout me...I am sorry if she aggrivated you.  We hope with all our hearts that our paths will cross with yours again.  If you ever are in Richmond again, please call us, 'kay? 

Okay...time for me to go take another naps...I must rest my busted-up eyeball.

Have a very good Mazie Monday and remember to have your beans hum "Hail to the Chief" when you walk into a room.

Very truly yours,
Mazie Grace

We are lonely.

Dearest peoples on the innernets,

This is Freddy Astaire Graves III speakin'.  Mommy has been spendin' all of her time watchin' over Mazie Grace.  She has to keep Mazie in the livin' room with the door closed 'cause she's afraid that we will play too rough and maybe hurt Mazie Grace's eyeball.  We all unnerstand that and we all want Mazie to git everything she needs and git better real soons, but...well...we miss mommy.  She ain't been sleepin' on the big bed upstairs.  We ain't had no snuggles or nothin' since Mazie had her eyeball operation last week.  What if she forgits that we are here?  We sure hope we git some snuggles or somethin' real soons...we are very lonely.

Very truly yours,
Freddy Astaire Graves III