Easy Like Sunday

Today's easy picture doesn't look a whole lot different than last week's! Lets face it. We LOVE to take it easy on Mom's bed!

Daisy is laying on the top left and Jazzpurr is laying on the pillows. Mom was surprised to see the two tortie girls in close proximity. From there we have Puff stretched out, then Fred and Batman. Spunky also decided to stretch out, as did his sister, Ginger. Mom would love to see all 15 of us on the bed, but that will never happen. Some of us don't get along very well together.

It was a year ago yesterday when brother, Bandit, crossed the Bridge. We won't forget ever forget that morning. He seemed to be fine when we went to bed and he was gone when Mom got up the next morning. Bandit was never a lap cat, and he rarely slept on the bed with mom (although he would sleep on the bed with the rest of us.) He had a sweet disposition and loved to be scratched and petted when he was laying on the top level of the cat tree. Bandit got along with all of us, but he was shy around people he didn't know. We know we will see you again one day, Bandit.

Bandit Bigtoes

February 2005 - December 27, 2013

Throwback Thursday

Mom was looking at some photos she has stored at Photobucket and she found this one of our angel brother, Bandit Bigtoes:

Bandit unexpectedly crossed the Rainbow Bridge on December 27, 2013. It was quite a shock to us and our mom. We miss him and his sweet personality a lot. But we know he is watching over us and we just know he comes to visit us, too. And yes, he is sleeping on a vinyl table cloth. Silly boy.

Bandit is now an angel

It is with heavy hearts that we must tell you that our brofur, Bandit Bigtoes, crossed the Bridge on Friday morning. He seemed to be perfectly fine on Thursday and when mom went to bed that night Bandit was sleeping on the foot of her bed.  This was about 1:00am. Bandit jumped off the bed before mom ever got in it, but that wasn't unusual. Bandit rarely slept with mom, although he loved to sleep on her bed when she wasn't in it.

When mom got up on Friday morning, she found Bandit laying in the hallway, exactly between her bedroom and our uncle's bedroom. Mom knew as soon as she saw him that he was gone. She gently picked him up and wrapped him in a towel. She let us say our goodbyes to him before she contacted our vet's office. Mom took his body there and they will make arrangements for his cremation. Mom should be able to pick up his ashes at the end of next week.

None of us expected this at all. It is a shock for the entire family. Bandit was only 8 years old, which seems young to us. We will never know for sure what took our brofur, but mom suspects that he went into cardiac arrest. Whatever happened, it was very quick.

Fly free, sweet Bandit. You will be in our hearts forever.

Bandit Bigtoes

February 2005 - December 27, 2013

Wordless Wednesday: Bandit

Wordless Wednesday: Napping

Spunky (on the pillow), Ginger (on the right) and Bandit (looking at mom and the flashy box).

Caught In The Act

Bandit can be a shy boy and Daisy is definitely a pushy girl. This is what mom caught them up to one night.

Daisy: I must wash your ears!!!
Bandit: Okay, Daisy.

Daisy: What? Washing Bandit? What gave you that idea?
Bandit: Nope...nothing happening here.

Easy Like Sunday

Sable, Spunky, Ginger, & Batman

Lily Rose

Bandit

Tuesday Toesday: Bandit

Good morning! Sorry we've been MIA again. Everyfur is well and content at our house, which is always good mews. Mom and our uncle went to Nashville, TN over the weekend and left us at home to our own devices. Our Aunty Jen came over to check on us and she loved and loved on Daisy.

Since today is Toesday, we wanted to share a picture of Bandit's deep pink jellybean toes. We hope you like them!

Have a PURRFECT day!!!

Mancat Monday: Two for the Price of One

One day mom walked into her bedroom with the flashy box. She knew she could always get a cute picture of some of us cats sleeping on her bed. Little did she know:

"Move along. There's nothing to see here," said Sable.

Yeppers! There he was, Sable the Punk, laying on this back with who knows what showing to the world! And who does she find sleeping next to him? Bandit, our Frito Bandito!

Mancat Monday - Bandit

This is one of my brofurs. His name is Bandit. He likes to be skrtiched when he's laying on the cat tree and he will cry for attention like a big baby! But he doesn't like to be picked up and cuddled. The only time he'll stay in mom's lap is when he has to go to the v-e-t. Then he'll lay in mom's lap and try to hide his face in her armpit. He's so silly sometimes. But we all love him. Bandit came to live with us in October 2006 when he was about 8 months old.