Terror on Tuesday

The boy is unstoppable. Now even the dining room isn't safe from him!

Talk / Meow Like Pirate Day

Arg! Ahoy ye landlubbing friends, Talk / Meow like a Pirate Day has finally arrived! I be extra excited to get to blog 'n to read all me bucko's a ruckas messages. These websites Talk Like a Pirate and Post Like a Pirate a big help to anyone needin' it...or just wantin' to have a ruckas

My beans spent all day Saturday talking like a pirate at Pirate weekend at the Renaissance Festival but I didn't feel left out...unfortunately...

I got to wear my Halloween costume early. Guess what our Halloween theme is going to be??




My pirate name is Eye-Gougin' Radley Drake my ship is The Damned Jewel of the North

I'm getting a lot of use out of a pirate translator

For example:

Stinky boy becomes "Stinky Lad"

"Go Away" becomes "Go away Ya bilge rat"

"Give me a treat now" becomes "Give me a treat now Ya bilge rat!"

"I want stinky goodness" becomes "I want stinky goodness Ya landlubber who ortin' t' be keel hauled!"

I could totally get into 'tis 365...Here I be givin' orders to me humans



The Stinky Lad's pirate name is Nervous Hubert Slaughter. He dont look to nervous wit' that sword tho!



I be generally grog-filled bein' a landlubbin' kitty wit' no rum anywhere not in me bowl, but this day, ARG! I'll be a scurvy pirate cap'n 'n runnin' a tight ship.

Heartly enjoy th' day

We Remember Because We Should Always Remember

American Flag

Honor those appropriate moments of silence today. Nothing, nothing, nothing you are doing is more important than remembering those people we lost that day and the loved ones they behind. We all lost something that day.

Mary Catherine Davis and Beau - Tribute

Mommy was just able to sit down and help me post this. She just couldn't bring herself to until now.

Beau and mom Cathy were early visitors to our blog and stuck with us even when we weren't posting much.

Reading Beau's blog was fun and often made us laugh. Their Sunday sermon somehow always seemed relevant to where we were in our lives.

Mary Catherine Davis
4/14/1962 – 9/01/2011

We will miss dear Cathy so much and also the updates on how Beau is doing. We hope her sister pops in to let us know how he is.

Happy Labor Day

la•bor
noun \ˈlā-bər\

1 a: expenditure of physical or mental effort especially when difficult or
compulsory b (1): human activity that provides the goods or services in an economy
(2): the services performed by workers for wages as distinguished from those
rendered by entrepreneurs for profits

2: an act or process requiring labor : TASK

3: a product of labor

4: a. an economic group comprising those who do manual labor or work for wages
b (1): workers employed in an establishment (2): workers available for
employment c: the organizations or officials representing groups of workers

5: usually Labour: the Labour party of the United Kingdom or of another part of the
Commonwealth of Nations




Hope you're all taking it easy this Labor Day. I even hope your beans get to relax a bit, after they take care of all your needs and wants of course...


rest
noun \ˈrest\

1: repose, sleep; specifically: a bodily state characterized by minimal functional and metabolic activities
2 a: freedom from activity or labor b: a state of motionlessness or inactivity

Fotography on Friday

Hi! Mommy realized that she hasn't been taking many pictures of just me me me lately. So, out the flashy box came. Rats. At least I look good.









I'm feeling lots better. The antibiotic helped a lot and I'm not snarfing anymore. I'm back to asking politely (mommy calls it demanding but I disagree) for my stinky goodness and using my litterbox without problems.

Thanks for the concern and happy thoughts!

Snake on Sunday

I love the rubber snake that stinky boy got for his birthday. I love it so much mommy made him give it to me. It is the only toy I let him play with me. It wiggles and wiggles and is so soft to chomp on.



Make no mistake, it was his, now it is MINE! Mine!

Freaking on Friday

Crud. I was sneezing and not eating much this week so I had to go to the stoopid VET.


lemme out lemme out lemme out!


Gonna tray chewing thru these bars

It was even worse because I had to go with the stinky boy. Jeez. It threw me off so bad that I only got to scratch one VET tech. I didn't even get the good gas. sigh.


See, he my be two but he is totally evil...

What? on Wednesday

What makes you think I was in the bathroom???



I don't care about your silly painting project...



Seriously...

Fun with Friends on Friday

One of the happyish (I say "ish" cause I wasn't invited) things that kept my beans busy was going to the Atlanta area to visit my aunt, uncle and cousins. While they were there, mommy got to meet the human members of the Purrageous Pirate family!



You may not know that thru a magazine called Victorian Decorating and Lifestyle, mommy and the furry Purrageous Pirate kitties mommy "met" and became pen pals. That was twelve whole years ago and this was the first time they met in person!

They got to go to tour the historic Oakland Cemetery and had a nommy lunch together. Mommy said now she knows why the area is nicknamed "Hotlanta." Wow it was hot! The sweet tea made it all worthwhile she said...that and the wonderful company.



She was so very happy meeting her dear friend Catherine in person. She still smiles and tears up every time she sees the pictures and thinks about it.

I laugh cause even tho my stinky boy is two years old, he was shorter than the Cabin Boy who is 4+ months younger! ha ha ha The Cabin Boy sure looks nice and cute. I wonder if he gives his kitties a break or if they take turns. Like tag team wrestlers.



Mommy said being at Oakland Cemetery with the 20 Union soldiers and the 2500 Confederate soldiers buried there was even more moving and emotional because they went over 4th of July weekend. We are very glad we are still one country that can celebrate freedom together (especially with grilled chicken...and salmon)!!!



Mommy will never forget meeting the human Purrageous Pirates or the fun she had in Hotlanta...and the tea...