This is all of us speakin'. We wanted to let you know that while Saturday was a big day for the whole world, what with it bein' Halloweens and all, it was an even biggerer day at the Whiskers & Purrs House. Saturday would've been our sweet Felix's 7th birthday! Oh how we wish he was here to celebrate with us!
We had a big celebration in his memory on Saturday. We had nip and Temptations and lots and lots of mommy lovin'.
Felix, Happy Birthday, sweet boy cat. We miss you so much. But we know you is watchin' over us from heaven. Promise to never ever leave us, 'kay?
This is Miss Elsie Fallulah Graves speakin'. Today is Top Cat Tuesday...I'm the Top Cat so...it's my turn to talk. Today I want to address the mean evil gossipy roomers that have been on the innernets 'bout me.
Yesterday, Mazie Grace made a few statements 'bout some things she says she saw...I would like to remind you of a couple of things:
I didn't give him no headbutts and purrs...I didn't do it, didn't do it, DIDN'T DO IT!
Mazie Grace is still blind as a bat...how could she see anything? She had her most recent eyeball operation back in May. It worked for a little while but now she is back to walkin' into stuff...how could she see me givin' anybody head butts...that's assumin' that I did?
Gossipin' and spreadin' roomers is bad bad bad!
Little Joey is just tryin' to be cuter than me and get all of the attention...I do not like him...even though he is kinda cute and can be so sweet that I want to kiss him....OOPS! I did not mean to say that...strike that! It was off the record!
I am not a marshmellow on the insides...I am a tough chick inside and out.
It's my job as Top Cat to keep all the little squirts in line...sometimes I gots to hiss and bop people in the head...it's the only way they will learn how to be good little cats like me.
I am sure there is other things I can say in my own defense but I just can't think of 'em right now...
Just remember...you can't always believe all the stuff you read on the innernets or see on TV...remember the whole Balloon Boy incident??? That was all a big hoax and so is this.
I am very upset right now. I am gonna go make myself feel better by drownin' my sorrow in Fancy Feast and Crunchies.
This is Mazie Grace speakin'. Today is Mazie Monday! Oh, sweet peoples! I have got some juicy gossips to tell you! You must promise to not tell anybody, 'kay?
All of you peoples that follow us on Facebook knows that Top Cat Elsie Fallulah Graves talks 'bout how much she hates my Little Joey Cartwright Graves III...it is very real upsettin' to me 'cause I love my Little Joey Cartwright Graves III. I ain't sure if I want to spank him like a mommy or kiss him on the lips with my mouth opens. Regardless...I love him. He is MY baby.
Well...late last night when nobody else was lookin'...I catched Elsie Fallulah givin' Little Joey headbutts...she even closed her eyes and purred while she was doin' it! I wish mommy had been there with the picture box thingy. Little Joey was a little bit skeert but he just put his little head down and let her give headbutts, purrs and even a lick between the eyeballs! The minute Elsie realized I was lookin', though, she gived my Little Joey a big hiss and a bop on the head! I personally think Miss Elsie is all talk...a big tough outsides with a marshmellow on the insides.
I guess we will just have to wait to see what happens next! In the meantime, remember that today is Mazie Monday! When you walk into a room, your beans have to stop what they is doin' and hum "Hail to the Chief"!
Very truly yours, Mazie Grace
PS...for all of my non-US friends, I have added "Hail to the Chief" music to my Mazie Monday post. See, whenever the President of the United States is innerduced to a crowd, they have to play "Hail to the Chief" as his walk-in music. If it's good enough for the president, it is good enoughs for me!
This is Senator Henry Jackson Edward Graves III speakin'. Today is Sunday...and, yes...we are actually havin' a "Meet the Senator Sunday" post...my dear peoples, I have to be honests. I am a bit depressed and just not sure if I can go on as your senator. I know all of y'all have noticed that it has been weeks and weeks and weeks without any postin's from me. I just ain't been up to it.
See, bein' a big high-powered senator ain't a easy job. It is very real stressfuls. And every which way I turn I am criticized. And, I don't never seem to git me no pats on the back. I just don't seem to do anything right in the eyes of the dang media, papp-a-rats-assis or mommy. I mean, heres a prime examples: the Nobel Peace Prize. Now, see, I love President Obama. I voted for him and everything. I think he is doin' a good job given the absolute CRAP he was handed by W when he becomed president. But, peoples, I really do think I SHOULD'VE BEEN GIVEN THE PRIZE! I mean, honestly now, do you know how hard it is to keep peace in a house with 11.25 cats??? (Little Joey don't count as a full cat yet...he's only 1/4 of a cat.) I think I should've gotted at least some sorts of honorables mentions.
And then on tops of that, mommy is always fussin' at me for thinkin' outsida the box and gittin' creative all over the house. When I do think inside the box, she takes pictures of it to embarrass me. I just can't win. And...even worser is that she don't love on me enough. She's even been forgittin' to tell me everyday that she has voted for me. My selfs esteem is just flatout in the toilets.
So...you guys tell me what I should do with the rest of my lifes:
I appreciate your help and feedbacks, dear peoples on the innernets. I will let you know the results of this life changin' poll later this week.
I'm gonna go sniff some nips to see if it will help lift my spirits.
Very truly yours, Senator Henry Jackson Edward Graves III
