I had to make sure I posted today since the awesome Max the Psychokitty I celebrating his 10th blogoversary today.
If it wasn't for Max I wouldn't have been a part of this great community and be the inspiration behind this much neglected blog.
My mom was working at a cruddy job and because her boss was awful and she didn't have much to do, she started surfing the net (when my beans got married, they didn't even have the internet in the house!). She came across Max's and Timothy Dickens' blogs (he is on Facebook now!). Max was raising money for this little kitten who'd been hit by a car! We'll never forget following the story of Darling Millie "robo cat." We couldn't believe how people, cats, dogs, buns etc came together to donate.
We just had to be a part of this amazing group of bloggers. Max, you rock. Thanks for throwing this kick ass party and thanks for just being you buddy.
Also, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be getting all these extra plates of stinky goodness today. Mommy says they're in your honor. I think I might barf it all up later...in your honor too!
I love it when the boy fills my bowl. I mean, it is awesome. Do you see how big a scooper he uses? Do you see that?? Then he comes and tells me the bowl is full! I don't even have to go check. Ah, the glory of a small servant.
dudes, I know I've been out of the loop for a while, but I never forgot my friends. Yesterday I read that my buddy Skeezix has the evil cancer. That sux beyond the telling of it. I also found out that the reason I blog Max, and his brother Buddah's grandma passed away. Please send comforting thoughts and prayers to them.
Hi! So, it has been almost a year since we posted regularly. Lots of stuff has happened since then...obviously.
Mommy and daddy were trying to have a blurpy thing but having lots of trouble with that. Then the blurpy girl made her feel so icky and miserable, she didn't feel like doing much of anything. Lucky for them, not so much for me, in Jan 2013, this happened...
While I was very curious about the sticky boy when he was a babeh, I have no use for this little pink thing. She is the reason why I don't get nearly the attention I used to.
In the past year, I've been pretty healthy. Being FIV postitive, that is a good thing. I was recently diagnosed with arthritis in my back and am on special meds for that. I feel lots better and am more active than I've been in a while.
Also, me and the sticky boy are getting along better. He can actually open the pantry door and scoop more crunchies into my bowl and he puts my stinky goodness on the floor after mommy dishes it up...when I can get her to get my treats that is...
Two months and two days. That is insane. So has been our lives. Starting with the computer virus, things have been crazed around here.
The boy is not only all over like one of those super bouncy balls (which is exhausting to watch) and he has had lotsa tummy issues. Not to be tacky, but my beans were either shampooing the "mess" out of the carpet (thru his pants) or nothing for a week. He was crabalicious for sure. Now he is on Miralax and we're hoping things level out. He's also had more reflux flair ups and that has made getting him to eat or sleep hard too.
Thru all this, we also got mice, and...roaches! eeeeeeeeeeeeeew. I mean, I'm all for killing bugs for fun, but those things are nasty. My mom was ready to take me and the stinky boy and leave home. Luckily things seem under control now. They were "wood roaches" that are supposed to be in trees and not the really bad ones, but still. My mommy keeps saying "we're clean, we don't leave nasty stuff out, we're clean." I say, check my litter box and you won't be able to say that.
The bug spray dude said with all the rain we've had and our walk out basement along with the woods right behind our house, we just created a perfect storm. The mice apparently came in to the garage for the grass seed and slipped into a hole and wound up in the basement Mancave! We never saw them in the rest of the house, but I wasn't allowed in the basement for 3 weeks while the traps were set. Nothing was caught so they're hoping they were gone even before the pest dude came out.
I was bummed I didn't get to see (ahem eat) one, but we've been locking the basement door at night due to break ins in the area. Mommy said I'm lucky I didn't eat one cause it could have made me sick. I think it would have been nice to play with one though...
My beans have also been trying since last May to have another blurpy thing (why I have nooooooooooooo idea). They got kinda lucky last October but that glimmer left us in December 2011. No luck since and since this month marks a year, mommy has been bummed.
So basically, she has been a b*tch on wheels from worry and lack of sleep.
We've had some good hang out time, but it's been hard for her to be "expressive" with both my blog and even with her scrapbooking. She's been reading a lot, which works out for me cause I get lap time.
All isn't downer stuff of course. Mommy still loves her job and it is going well. She put in her vegetable garden, expanded the bird and butterfly garden and added annuals in pots for more hunmmingbirds. She has already dehydrated some fresh nip leaves from MY very own nip plant to store for me.
This is the turkey vulture kept mommy company while she planted and dragged a dead squirrel across the yard, pausing only to eat it, until they both disappeared into the woods. It kept looking at mommy working in the garden like she was going to try and take it away. She said, dude, it's yours, but the bird didn't believe her.
Daddy got a new position at his work that means more green papers and he doesn't have to work so late at night. That has been nice cause we really missed him.
He is doing really well at it too.
Joel aka Tole has been a typical almost three year old. I've become his new best friend and favorite toy. Seriously. Seriously. He isn't the most coordinated kid and hugs have a tendancy to flatten me. Mommy has pulled "stunt double" kitty out, but stinky boy (and with his tummy issues I can't stress that nickname enough) isn't falling for it.
We have found mutual affection over music though. Daddy's old keyboard!
Mommy has decided it is time to come out of her funk and get back to what is important in life.
We are so so so sad to hear Perfectly Parker will be going to the Bridge tomorrow. She was one of our earliest friends on the blogosphere and has a special place in our hearts. Her family will dearly miss her.
Joel-a-saurus Rex thinks Hendrix wants to play. He doesn't.
Wow, it has been a while since we've posted. Tons of crazy stuff has happened since then including mommy getting a horrible virus on her computer. When a computer gets sick, the beans get very upset. It was called a "boot kit root kit" virus and the fixer beans had to wipe the entire computer. Virus making beans are evil and should be beaten with rose bush branches a lot! Mommy would sic Bendrix on them if she could.
Luckily mommy backs up all her files on an online server called Calibrate (calibrate.com) so she didn't lose anything, but it is taking ages to redownload all her software. We highly recommend this service!
We'll be posting more soon once the computer is back on track. Even my blog files (when we export to save it) get backed up online!
Purrs County on Kats Rule Rd., Ohio, United States
Mommy was driving home from work on Nov. 3, 2004, when she saw a little black head on the side of the road. I saw the lady stop, get out of the car, and come over my way. I was curious, and comfy so I just lay there. She looked really worried & said she thought I’d been hurt and that she was going to go home to “get Greg” & I should just wait there.
Being a cat I’m naturally inquisitive, so I decided to wait & see what she meant. When she came back she had a nice man with her & when he squatted down & called me, I ran right to his lap. Hey, it seemed like a nice place to be. Mommy scooped me up & took me home to take care of me. They said I was going to be their very own kitty & set about “fattening me up.” I’ve been pampered and spoiled ever since.
I'm also named for a guitar god.