Whiskers & Purrs

A very skeery visitor!

Dearest peoples on the innernets,

This is Miss Elizabeth Taylor speakin'.  Today I am gonna tell you 'bout a very very VERY skeery visitor we had at our house Tuesday night.  It was all very dramaticals and I witnessed it ALL!

Every afternoons, I jump up in the bathroom window so I can watch for mommy to come home from work.  I was sittin' in the window just bein' beautifuls...you know, just bein' my normal self, when I realized it was gittin' dark.  Even though it was dark, I could see everything that was goin' on outside 'cause I gots me so good kitty eyeballs.  I saw some squirrellies snoopin' 'round our yard and 2 people walkin' a doggie down the street. 

Then...all of a sudden...I saw our visitor...he was HUGE...big and fat but he sure could move fast...he runned into the Hav-A-Heart Trap mommy sits out for James Bond.  Unfortunately, we think maybe James Bond may have gone to heaven 'cause we ain't seen him in months and months and months...but since we ain't sure, we still sit foods out for him in the trap.  Well...I discovered that our visitor was eatin' all that tastey food that mommy had put in the trap...

So...right afters the Visitor went into the trap, mommy got home.  She saw a big bushy tail stickin' outta the trap...the first thing she thoughted was "OH IT'S JAMES BOND!!!"...she got outta the car and walked over to the trap...I started beatin' on the window with my beautiful girly girl paws but mommy didn't hear me.  I wanted her to stop because that Visitor sure looked mean...

It was pitch dark...mommy couldn't see nothin' but the big bushy tail...she walked over to the trap...she could hear it crunchin' on the suppers.  She thought "wow...this cat must not be feral because he didn't run away...hmmm..."...she bended down to git a better look...and was talkin' to it...when all of a sudden, this came outta the trap:

 

He was HUGE and had on a booglar's mask!  He looked at mommy, mommy looked at him and both of 'em made loud screamin' noises!  Mr. Raccoon knocked the trap over tryin' to git away and mommy nearly killed herself when she tripped over one of the brick pavers that borders the flower garden. (I am pretty sure that our neighbors are convinced that mommy is not right in the head...) Even though Mr. Raccoon was very very fat, he was able to scurry up the big Oak tree and disappeared...

So...at least we know who has been eatin' the suppers we put out for James Bond.   We hope James Bond is okay...but we are real skeert that he isn't.  Poor James Bond...we just wanted to help him.  

Mr. Raccoon...we are happy to help make sure you have suppers but please don't skeer the livin' bejeezuz outta mommy...we need to make sure that she ackchewally makes it inside the house every evenin' so she can open up our Fancy Feast cans and scratch our tushies...and worship and adore my beautiful self, too.

Very truly yours,
Miss Elizabeth Taylor
 

Elsie Fallulah Graves Update

Dearest peoples on the innernets,

This is Georgie Porgie Puddinandpie speakin'.  First I want to thank everybody for bein' so concerned 'bout our Top Cat, Miss Elsie Fallulah Graves.  Yesterday she had to go spend the whole dang day with Aunt Doktor Dugan.  Her tushy was very hurty...sore and itchy.  It hurt her to walk, lay down and sit.  She was so hurty that she was growlin' and hissin' at her ownself!  It really skeerted all of us to see our leader be so skeert. 

Aunt Doktor Dugan taked real good care of Elsie Fallulah.  She shaved Elsie's tushy and put some ointment on it and then gived her some pain medicine and a steroid medicine to make her swolled-up tushy not be so swolled-up.  Poor little Elsie had a real tough day but she is home now and spended the whole dang night cuddled up next to mommy.  We hope everything gits back to normals and Elsie is back to fussin' at Little Joey Cartwright Graves III very soon. 

Oh!  And...we got a very real big-ass excitin' story to tell everybody on Friday!  It is very dramaticals.  Be sure to stop by tomorrow to learn all 'bout the very skeery visitor we had at the Whiskers & Purrs House earlier this week!

Very truly yours,
Georgie Porgie Puddinandpie

Elsie is at the Vet's office right now...

Dearest peoples on the innernets,
Elsie is at the vet's office...we are waitin' to hear from Aunt Doktor Dugan as to how she is doin'. We will keep everyone posted!
Very truly yours,
The Whiskers & Purrs Gang
 

Elsie is sick!

Dearest peoples on the innernets,

This is all of us speakin'.  We are very worrieds.  Our Top Cat, sweet Elsie Fallulah, is sick and has to go to the doktor today.  She is very hurty and is real skeert.  She's got the same troubles that she had back in May with her pooper bein' all red and swoled up.  It is very hurty.  Please say a prayer for her.  It's skeery to see our Top Cat so afraids and feelin' so bads.

We will update everybody once we hear somethin' 'bout how she's doin'. 

Very truly yours,
The Whiskers & Purrs Gang

Top Cat Tuesday

Dearest peoples on the innernets,

This is Elsie Fallulah Graves speakin'.  Today is Top Cat Tuesday.  Although it is very real hard to realize...it is almost time for Santa Claws to come visit us.  We are all startin' to git excited!  Just like last year, we are gonna have us a holiday card and would like to send one to our friends.  Mommy has been workin' on our holiday card and...man alives...it's gonna be a doozy!  Today we are puttin' our Holiday Card Request Form on the bloggy and on our Facebook Fan Page.  If you would like for us to send you a holiday card, just fill in your address and we'll send one to you!  We expect that we will git bajillions of requests what with us bein' Big National TV Stars and all.

We will keep our card request form up until December 10th, so be sure to complete it so we can send you one of our autographed cards!

Very truly yours,
Miss Elsie Fallulah Graves

PS...we won't do nothin' with your address other than send you a holiday card...we promise!

I'm confused...

Dearest peoples on the innernets,

This is Little Joey Cartwright Graves III speakin'.  I know today is supposed to be Mazie Monday but Mazie said I could make it Joey Monday just for today.  See...I'm a little bit confused 'bout some stuff.  I am now 3 1/2 months old...ya know, almost a growed-up.  I'm still learnin' 'bout stuff, though...like kissin'. 

I LOVE to kiss the womens.  And...sometimes I like to git and give brotherly kisses to my big brothers in the Gang.  But, I am a little confused.  See, when I kiss my mommy I git a warm fuzzy feelin' down in my tummy.  My purr box automatically cuts on and I git all cozy and snoozy.  When I kiss Mazie Grace I git that warm and fuzzy feelin' down in my tummy, too.  But...I also git a tingly feelin' in my pants.  I do not know what that is!  I am worried that there's somethin' wrong with my pants.  Mommy says it ain't nothin' to be worried 'bout.  She says it just means it's almost time for me to git my operation.

What's a operation?  Does it have somethin' to do with what Elsie Fallulah telled me 'bout balls?  Why do I have to git rid of my balls?  I love balls!  Bouncy balls, fuzzy balls, jingly balls, cotton balls...I do not want to give any of my balls away.

I hope I figger all of this out very soons.  Growin' up is hard.

Very truly yours,
Little Joey Cartwright Graves III

Wordless Wednesday

Fergie

 

Top Cat Tuesday: Elsie has a conversation with Joey

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It's time, Little Joey...

A message from Miss Elizabeth Taylor

Dearest peoples on the innernets,

I am going to take the day off from bein' mean as a "striped-eye" snake as my mommy's mommy used to say...I want to remember our Felix.  I loved him...and still do. 

Felix, I was a kinder and gentler Miss Elizabeth Taylor when you was here with us.  Things just ain't been the same since you had to leave.  Please keep watchin' over us from heaven every single day, 'kay?

Very truly yours,
Miss Elizabeth Taylor