We really like visiting our friends blogs. We have noticed that several of the blogs have additional pages. You know, like an awards page, or a page for each member of the household. Mom would like to do that for us, but she doesn't understand how to do it on Blogger. She understands html and adding pages on her website, but not here.
So, the question is, can anyone send us a link with instructions on how to do this or help us out?!
Thank you in advance!
Purrs,
Clarissa & CO.
Monday, January 31, 2011
Friday, January 28, 2011
Capt. Puff "Puffypants" McPufferson
Good morning my fine fellows and ladies. My name is Capt. Puff "Puffpants" McPufferson, but you may call me Puff. If I may, let me have a few minutes of you time to tell you about myself.
I was born in Ohio, in the Cleveland area, and my first human mom found me in her front yard when I was a wee fluffball of a kitten. She already had the kitten siblings Ginger, Panda, and Spunky in her home (they were born under her deck). If you'll notice the markings of my face, my nose in particular, I have what mom calls a "koala nose" just like Ginger, Panda, and Spunky. I am also the same age as them. Although I'm not from their litter, my current mom thinks we all have the same daddy. They are all short furred "cow cats", I am a long furred grayish-brown and white tabby. The other things the four of us have in common is our size and purrs. We are all big kitties with very loud, rumbling purrs.
The picture above was taken in July 2007. That was one month after I moved from Ohio to Kentucky to live with my new mom. Our first mom was moving in with her boyfriend and he didn't want us. She chose him over us. We don't understand it either and we don't know if they are still together. The boyfriend even had the nerve to ask if they could take me back six months after giving me away. They answer, obviously, was a resounding NO!
I love my forever home. I get lots of love and snuggles and brushies. I also get food and treats. It's a good deal for me. I'm long, and I weigh in at close to 17 lbs. Mom thought I might have some Maine Coon in my genes, but I think I'm just a big ol' cat!
I was actually named Puff Daddy by my first mom. My new mom thought about giving me a new name, but I told her that I was Capt. Puff McPufferson. Mom's dear friend, our Aunt Torchy, started calling me Puffypants and the nickname stuck, much to my chagrin.
I am Captain of the steam powered airship Feline Fantasy. I fly around the world taking in all of the magnificent sights!
Now, if you'll please excuse me, I'm off on another grand adventure!
Sincerely,
Capt. Puff "Puffpants" McPufferson
I was born in Ohio, in the Cleveland area, and my first human mom found me in her front yard when I was a wee fluffball of a kitten. She already had the kitten siblings Ginger, Panda, and Spunky in her home (they were born under her deck). If you'll notice the markings of my face, my nose in particular, I have what mom calls a "koala nose" just like Ginger, Panda, and Spunky. I am also the same age as them. Although I'm not from their litter, my current mom thinks we all have the same daddy. They are all short furred "cow cats", I am a long furred grayish-brown and white tabby. The other things the four of us have in common is our size and purrs. We are all big kitties with very loud, rumbling purrs.
The picture above was taken in July 2007. That was one month after I moved from Ohio to Kentucky to live with my new mom. Our first mom was moving in with her boyfriend and he didn't want us. She chose him over us. We don't understand it either and we don't know if they are still together. The boyfriend even had the nerve to ask if they could take me back six months after giving me away. They answer, obviously, was a resounding NO!
I love my forever home. I get lots of love and snuggles and brushies. I also get food and treats. It's a good deal for me. I'm long, and I weigh in at close to 17 lbs. Mom thought I might have some Maine Coon in my genes, but I think I'm just a big ol' cat!
I was actually named Puff Daddy by my first mom. My new mom thought about giving me a new name, but I told her that I was Capt. Puff McPufferson. Mom's dear friend, our Aunt Torchy, started calling me Puffypants and the nickname stuck, much to my chagrin.
I am Captain of the steam powered airship Feline Fantasy. I fly around the world taking in all of the magnificent sights!
Now, if you'll please excuse me, I'm off on another grand adventure!
Sincerely,
Capt. Puff "Puffpants" McPufferson
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Panda the Cow Cat
My real name is Pandora, but my first human mom called me Panda. You've already met my sister, Ginger. I also have one brother, Spunky, and possibly a half-brother, Puff.
I moved to my forever home in Kentucky from northern Ohio in June 2007. My first mom was moving and not taking us with her. My new mom found out about our dilemma from a friend and she agreed to take two of us. Two became three, and three became five. You met Batman awhile back. He was #5.
I love to lay in mom's lap and sometimes I will even share her lap with Fred (although I would prefer to have her all to myself). I refuse to sleep in bed with mom though. I have a feather pillow that sits on top of a storage container that I love to sleep on. It's in mom's room so I am close to her. I hate to be picked up and it's very difficult to get me to the vet because of that. I will let mom trim my front claws if I am in her lap.
I'm a big girl, weighing in around 16.5 lbs. I love to show off my belly and I love belly rubs from mom!
You can see my cow spots in this picture:
And Sammy and Andy sent me this great badge!
I am an official member of their "Cow Kitty Club"!
Thank you, Sammy and Andy, for the cool badge!
Purrs,
Panda the Cow Cat
I moved to my forever home in Kentucky from northern Ohio in June 2007. My first mom was moving and not taking us with her. My new mom found out about our dilemma from a friend and she agreed to take two of us. Two became three, and three became five. You met Batman awhile back. He was #5.
I love to lay in mom's lap and sometimes I will even share her lap with Fred (although I would prefer to have her all to myself). I refuse to sleep in bed with mom though. I have a feather pillow that sits on top of a storage container that I love to sleep on. It's in mom's room so I am close to her. I hate to be picked up and it's very difficult to get me to the vet because of that. I will let mom trim my front claws if I am in her lap.
I'm a big girl, weighing in around 16.5 lbs. I love to show off my belly and I love belly rubs from mom!
You can see my cow spots in this picture:
And Sammy and Andy sent me this great badge!
I am an official member of their "Cow Kitty Club"!
Thank you, Sammy and Andy, for the cool badge!
Purrs,
Panda the Cow Cat
Monday, January 24, 2011
Shelter Support Awarness
We wish there were no homeless animals but we know that isn't possible. So we are grateful for the shelters that are available to house and care for those animals who are in need of loving homes.
Clarissa, Fred, and Lily were adopted from the Kentucky Human Society.
Bandit was adopted from a shelter in Frankfort, Kentucky.
Batman was adopted from a shelter in Ohio (although he came to us from the lady who adopted him).
Fiona was adopted from a shelter in Bowling Green, Kentucky.
Memphis was adopted from Louisville Metro Animal Services.
We are know how important these shelters are.
Please support shelters the best way you can. Click on the links that donate food to shelters. If you have the time, volunteer. If you can afford to donate food, blankets, cleaning supplies, or money.
And always encourage your friends and family to adopt their family pet from a shelter!
Purrs,
Clarissa & Co.
Thursday, January 20, 2011
To May Ling from Memphis
I read that May Ling over at the Katnip Lounge may have a crush on me. I would like to tell her that I think she is beautiful and I have written a poem for her.
Rose are red,
Your eyes are blue,
I've not seen a kitty
As pretty as you.
Mom was going to help me make a graphic for you, but she's terrible at that sort of thing.
Purrs,
Memphis
Rose are red,
Your eyes are blue,
I've not seen a kitty
As pretty as you.
Mom was going to help me make a graphic for you, but she's terrible at that sort of thing.
Purrs,
Memphis
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Introducing Memphis the Meezer
Good morning. At least it's a good morning for a cloudy Wednesday. My name is Memphis, and I shall be your host for this post.
As the title of the post said, I am a Siamese, or possible as Siamese/Manx mix. You see, I am totally tailless, and I was born that way. I don't even have a stump or bunny butt. Nope - smooth as a baby's bottom I am.
Mom said she was killing time one day and was looking on the Petfinder sight when she ran across my picture. I was currently living at the Metro Animal Services shelter in Louisville. Mom said my baby blue eyes won her over. After mulling it over a couple of days, she decided to drive to the shelter to meet me. The rest was history. I came home with her and her brother that afternoon. She didn't take a carrier with her and the shelter was out of the cardboard carriers. One of the shelter workers wrapped me up like a baby in a large towel. Mom's brother was holding me and it didn't take long for me to get my front legs out of that towel. Before long I was totally free. I rode home with my back end resting on the back of the passenger seat and my front end resting on mom's brother's shoulder. And he became my person that day! Much to mom's chagrin, over course.
That was in February 2007. I was approximately two years old when I was adopted which makes me six this year. I'm pretty low key for a Meezer. I'm not overly talkative unless my human leaves me alone. I'll stay back in the bedroom and yowl for a few minutes, and then I'll come out and join him.
I'll sleep on mom's bed with the other cats and I don't mind snuggling with them. I'm not much of a lap cat, but every now and then I'll get in mom's lap and nap. My favorite thing to do is sit on the edge of the end table and stare at mom. She says it unnerves her. I call it my "I just want you to know that if I were larger I could kill you in your sleep" look. Unfortunately, she has already figured out that I'm not large enough to do that, and that I have hired Puff as my "hit man".
This is "the look":
My nickname is "Sinatra" when I do start singing. My friends, Chita McChew and Nala La started calling me "Tennessee".
I get along with my furblings and generally I like people. I'm pretty laid back and not much trouble. The only thing I can't tolerate is a dirty litter box. If it doesn't meet my high standards I will pee on the floor beside it. I'm good about letting mom trim my claws, but do not touch me where I should have a tail. I'm very sensitive about that and I don't like it. I WILL snap at you if you do!
Two more pictures from the shelter:
I have filled out a little since those pictures were taken. I think I weighed about 8 lbs. then. I weigh around 10 lbs. now. I keep in shape by wrestling with Bandit.
I think that is all the pertinent information you need to know about me.
Good day,
Memphis Meezer
As the title of the post said, I am a Siamese, or possible as Siamese/Manx mix. You see, I am totally tailless, and I was born that way. I don't even have a stump or bunny butt. Nope - smooth as a baby's bottom I am.
Mom said she was killing time one day and was looking on the Petfinder sight when she ran across my picture. I was currently living at the Metro Animal Services shelter in Louisville. Mom said my baby blue eyes won her over. After mulling it over a couple of days, she decided to drive to the shelter to meet me. The rest was history. I came home with her and her brother that afternoon. She didn't take a carrier with her and the shelter was out of the cardboard carriers. One of the shelter workers wrapped me up like a baby in a large towel. Mom's brother was holding me and it didn't take long for me to get my front legs out of that towel. Before long I was totally free. I rode home with my back end resting on the back of the passenger seat and my front end resting on mom's brother's shoulder. And he became my person that day! Much to mom's chagrin, over course.
That was in February 2007. I was approximately two years old when I was adopted which makes me six this year. I'm pretty low key for a Meezer. I'm not overly talkative unless my human leaves me alone. I'll stay back in the bedroom and yowl for a few minutes, and then I'll come out and join him.
I'll sleep on mom's bed with the other cats and I don't mind snuggling with them. I'm not much of a lap cat, but every now and then I'll get in mom's lap and nap. My favorite thing to do is sit on the edge of the end table and stare at mom. She says it unnerves her. I call it my "I just want you to know that if I were larger I could kill you in your sleep" look. Unfortunately, she has already figured out that I'm not large enough to do that, and that I have hired Puff as my "hit man".
This is "the look":
My nickname is "Sinatra" when I do start singing. My friends, Chita McChew and Nala La started calling me "Tennessee".
I get along with my furblings and generally I like people. I'm pretty laid back and not much trouble. The only thing I can't tolerate is a dirty litter box. If it doesn't meet my high standards I will pee on the floor beside it. I'm good about letting mom trim my claws, but do not touch me where I should have a tail. I'm very sensitive about that and I don't like it. I WILL snap at you if you do!
Two more pictures from the shelter:
I have filled out a little since those pictures were taken. I think I weighed about 8 lbs. then. I weigh around 10 lbs. now. I keep in shape by wrestling with Bandit.
I think that is all the pertinent information you need to know about me.
Good day,
Memphis Meezer
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Introducing Lillian Rose DeWinter (aka Lily)
Lily probably needs no introduction for those who followed her tale of surgery back in October 2010. She has recovered with the exception of her left eye. She still can't blink normally, but the nictitating membrane "blinks" so she is doing just fine. Now I'll turn this post over to Lily...
*HISSSSS* *SWAT*....Oh sorry about that. I always hiss and swat at other cats. Mom doesn't know why. She has speculated that it's because I was either an only cat before I came to my forever home, or because my former people had all four of my paws declawed. Yeah, no one understands why they did that. Or why the vet agreed to do the surgery. Anymew, I love people but not other cats.
I was adopted from the Kentucky Humane Society in April 2009 at the ripe young age of 7 years old. Mom said she fell for me (and for Fred) the moment she saw us. Like Fred, I'm a solid white kitty, but I have medium length fur. Fred is a DSH and we are in no way related.
I have one blue eye and one gold eye and I am deaf on my blue eye side. That is the side I had surgery on. I kept getting ear infections and abscesses because my inner ear was deformed. The surgeon removed all the deformed little bones and stitched my ear closed. Now my left ear is lower than my right ear but mom says I'm still beautiful.
I like to sleep on the breakfast bar, the top level of the cat tree, or in mom's bed. Usually there are other cats on mom's bed so I have to find a spot as far away from them as I can get! I love attention and most people can rub my head, rub my back, and even rub my belly. Just don't touch my paws! I hate having my feet touched.
Mom teases me (and Bandit) about our "mouse pouches". They tend to swing from side to side when we run or trot. I'm so glad I can amuse her...it takes so little to make her happy sometimes.
My name was always Lillian, but mom said I needed a full name. She had an RPG character named Lillian Rose DeWinter and she said that was a perfect name for me. Especially since I'm solid white. And since Fred is solid white his name was changed from Crazy Cat to Frederick Jerome DeWinter. Mom usually calls me Lily or Lily Loo or Lily May. Sometimes she even calls me "Lily Stop That!"
I love to drink ice cold milk from mom's glass and then promptly yak up my kibble! *beaming proudly*
This is my picture before I had surgery. This was not long after mom brought me home:
This is my picture a few weeks after surgery. I'm still not feeling great and I was very sleepy. You can tell how my left ear is now lower than my right ear:
Purrs,
Lillian Rose DeWinter
*HISSSSS* *SWAT*....Oh sorry about that. I always hiss and swat at other cats. Mom doesn't know why. She has speculated that it's because I was either an only cat before I came to my forever home, or because my former people had all four of my paws declawed. Yeah, no one understands why they did that. Or why the vet agreed to do the surgery. Anymew, I love people but not other cats.
I was adopted from the Kentucky Humane Society in April 2009 at the ripe young age of 7 years old. Mom said she fell for me (and for Fred) the moment she saw us. Like Fred, I'm a solid white kitty, but I have medium length fur. Fred is a DSH and we are in no way related.
I have one blue eye and one gold eye and I am deaf on my blue eye side. That is the side I had surgery on. I kept getting ear infections and abscesses because my inner ear was deformed. The surgeon removed all the deformed little bones and stitched my ear closed. Now my left ear is lower than my right ear but mom says I'm still beautiful.
I like to sleep on the breakfast bar, the top level of the cat tree, or in mom's bed. Usually there are other cats on mom's bed so I have to find a spot as far away from them as I can get! I love attention and most people can rub my head, rub my back, and even rub my belly. Just don't touch my paws! I hate having my feet touched.
Mom teases me (and Bandit) about our "mouse pouches". They tend to swing from side to side when we run or trot. I'm so glad I can amuse her...it takes so little to make her happy sometimes.
My name was always Lillian, but mom said I needed a full name. She had an RPG character named Lillian Rose DeWinter and she said that was a perfect name for me. Especially since I'm solid white. And since Fred is solid white his name was changed from Crazy Cat to Frederick Jerome DeWinter. Mom usually calls me Lily or Lily Loo or Lily May. Sometimes she even calls me "Lily Stop That!"
I love to drink ice cold milk from mom's glass and then promptly yak up my kibble! *beaming proudly*
This is my picture before I had surgery. This was not long after mom brought me home:
This is my picture a few weeks after surgery. I'm still not feeling great and I was very sleepy. You can tell how my left ear is now lower than my right ear:
Purrs,
Lillian Rose DeWinter
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