hither
an
yon.
reelly … dis wuz NOT mi idea.
da end.
(an dat iz notta joke.)
da day iz finally heer!
Posted: August 9, 2012 in UncategorizedTags: catty stacks modular cat condos
today iz da day i will try mi catty stackz, brudderz an sistahz.
mi mom finally put dem together da correct way so i am good to go.
i will enter frum da right. notice mi tail iz swishin back an forth. i am verry eksited.
lookit dis … i can pop mi face owtta da corner. i luv it. i can pop mi hole head owtta da hole on da top … but i won’t let mi mom take a pikshur uv dat.
an lookit dis. i can sit on top uv mi catty stackz … an dey won’t collapse!!!!!
i luv mi catty stackz. thank u again an again reeb. yer da gratest!
ab … catty stackz wood be fun fer u to hav on yer balcony. i sugjest u get rid uv yer fancy furnicher an yooz deez catty stackz insted.
i am jus sayin.
responsa minutulus* … an freckelface on da roof.
Posted: August 9, 2012 in UncategorizedTags: joba, raccoons, small comments
mi blog haz responsa minutulus … an i don’t know wut to do.
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in udder nooz … look hoo iz hangin owt on mi roof
dat’z rite … it’z ol’ freckelface, hizself! i remember da good old dayz wen it wuz jus me hoo walked on da roof an climbed throo da bafroom window. now dere iz all kindz uv riff-raff on mi roof! do u see da stuff on da rite side of da pikshur? i think it iz sumthin dat wuz left by doze dirty baby racoonz. (‘kaika told me dey do stuff like dat.)
duhr.
pee ess … i made dat werd up. it meenz “tiny responsez” in jeter latin-speek.
i cooden’t beleev mi eyez … raccoonz! four uv ’em … in da daylite! dey were babiez hoo were jus abowt da size uvva healthy cat … sorta mi size! mi mom an i fownd dis to be disturbin becuz raccoonz ar, az u may or mayen’t know, nitetime animalz called “nocturnal.”
can u see one uv ’em in mi tree? can u see dat it iz still daytime? wut da heck? get owtta mi tree stoopid baby raccoon.
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in udder nooz … mi mom wuz lookin at dat stoopid kitten, joba today an wuz wunderin abowt da black spotz on hiz noze, hiz eyelidz, an even on hiz lipz.
can u see dem? well … it iz sumthin called “lentigo simplex” … in udder werdz … freckelz! i havta admit … i wuz a little concerned fer dat stoopid kitten, but mi mom sed:
“They are completely harmless, puppy. Your sweet little orange brother is fine.”
sweet little oranje brudder …
duhr.
pee ess … i think da best way fer u reederz (dat meenz u reeb) to see doze teeny, tiny commentz iz to go to “view” an click on “zoom in” i can’t think uv any udder way. da end.
mi brudder mickey mantle on mancat monday … an da continyooin saga uv mi mom tryin to put together mi catty stacks
Posted: August 6, 2012 in UncategorizedTags: catty stacks modular cat condos, my brother mickey mantle, reebok the great
dis iz mi hansum an fabyoolus brudder mickey mantle. he iz best known fer bein da “greeter” becuz he likez to sit on da stoop an say hello to peepul az dey come up to da front door. he iz also a olympic roof walker hoo, even at da advanced age uv 17 yeerz, climbz da tree an walkz on da roof an askz to come in throo da bafroom window evree mornin at 6:30. he wuzza poet hoo liked to write poetry to hiz luscious girlcat, marilyn monreow. he izza all arownd grate brudder hoo duzzen’t mind wen i nibble on hiz neck or swat at hiz byootiful wite tail. he iz da gratest … an i meen dat.
mickey wuz rollin on da floor laffin an laffin az mi mom took apart mi catty stacks fer da tenth or eleventh time dis mornin. mi bes frend in da werld reebok, da grate (an i meen dat) sent me a link to direkshunz fer mi mom to finallee put da stacks together da rite way. remoov strap, alwayz bend in, slide hookz inside, insert tabz into slotz … wut’z da big deel? duhr. i luv her but she’zza little slow on da uptake … an i meen dat.
da end.
mi mom getz to werk
Posted: August 4, 2012 in UncategorizedTags: catty stacks modular cat condos, my mom can build things, reebok the great
u may or mayen’t remember dat mi best frend in da werld, reebok da grate, sent me a gift earlier dis week. i hav been beggin mi mom to get to werk an put mi catty stacks together. dis mornin she did da job.
heer she iz, doin da preliminary foldin an insertin. it wuz eksitin fer me to watch her follow da unwritten instrukshunz.
wile she wuz werkin away, i wuz enjoyin playin wid da stuff dat held da stacks together. i wuz laffin an laffin an havin sum fun.
next, mi mom popped owt da inner circlez so a mancat uv mi … girth … cood fit in da holez. i also enjoyed playin wid da circlez.
da finished product lookz eksellent … an i am prowd to say dat mi mom only had to take it apart once becuz she put it together wrong. i think dat izza record fer her.
heer i am inspectin da stacks. it lookz like dey will not collapse …
reeb … i luv u wid all mi hart an wish dat we cood play in deez stackz together. thank u. life iz alwayz grate wen a cat like me hazza bes frend like u.
i’m not big on toyz an stuff … but dis turbo scratcher izza personal favrit. heer i am scratchin da cardboard inner circle. it’z grate eksercize fer mi clawz.
next i am playin wid da ping-pong ball dat goez rownd an rownd da track fer howrz uv enjoyment.
finally … after a grate an swetty werkowt … i hit da showerz.
da end.
(ab … do u havva turbo scratcher? an wut abowt u, hugh? do u have one? jus wunderin.)
lick
scratch
stretch
sleep.
da hole kit n’ kaboodle
Posted: July 30, 2012 in UncategorizedTags: big bag of cat food, dad, kit & kaboodle
Jeter Harris 