Tattletail Tuesday

Hello, Friends.  It's me - Fuzzy.  Remember me?  The good cat? 

Here I am, enjoying a nice plate of Fancy Feast.  Shortly after this was taken, the fat orange pig that calls herself a cat stole my foods.  Therefore, I'm going to share with you the Tail Incident from Friday.  Several of you asked about it, but my mom said that family members don't tell each others' secrets.  However, I think when a fat cat steals food from a skinny cat, the gloves are off.

Anyway, this story about Zoe isn't a new one - it's happened at least once before with the same end result, and it's happened several times before with different end results.  So on Friday, Zoe jumped up to sit next to my mom.  My mom smelled something foul and just assumed that Zoe farted.  When the smell did not go away, my mom did a tail check and she found it: Poo Tail.  Gross.  I guess that happens to kitties with long tail floof, but still.  Gross.  So, my mom tried to help Zoe get cleaned up, but Zoe freaked out.  Eventually, Zoe forgot she was supposed to be freaked out and came to sit next to my mom again.  And that's when it happened.  Snip.  A big chunk of Zoe's glorious floofy tail was cut out!  Well, the tail wasn't cut, just the floof.  And Zoe was mortified.  She is actually a very clean girl and her floof is almost always immaculate.  It really disturbed her to have a chunk of fur missing, taking away from the normally uniform look. 

Oh, and that IS a freckle on Zoe's nose. 

Is It, or Isn't It?

Hi, Friends!  My mom was trying to take a picture of my NOSE.  I was not a willing participant.

She tried without the flash, to see if she could get one without my paw covering my face.

Then, she told me if I didn't let her get a photo of my nose, she was going to tell the entire blogging world about The Tail Incident from Friday, so I gave her 1 photo only.  But you can see I was not happy about it.

I will NOT let her touch my nose for more than 1 millionth of a second, so she is not sure if I have a nose freckle or just some funk on it.  I have lots of freckles in my mouf, but I haven't had any on my nose.  We'll have to monitor the situation!

We hope that all of our friends on the U.S. east coast are safe and have sought shelter if needed.  We're sending our best purrs for all of the people and animals who are dealing with Irene.  **purr**

Love, Zoe

Wordy Wednesday

It's been a while, Friends, and I apologize from the bottom of my little orange heart.  My mom has been dealing with 'personal issues' that leave her drained, she says.  It's nothing horrible, and we're not going for a sympathy vote here, I just wanted to give SOME explanation for why she's not letting us post or visit.

I can tell you one thing that has been keeping her preoccupied - she told us a while back that we might not be the OK Cats anymore!  She told us that she was really hoping that we'd be the Wisconsin Cats!  What the paw?  I don't even know where Wisconsin is!  But anyway, that fell through, so we're still the OK Cats, at least for now!  And don't worry, my mom still has a great, stable job - she's just been looking to see what else is out there.  

Sooo...in summary, we stink at posting and visiting.  We're all doing fine (Fuzzy is doing grrrrrrrrrrreat).  When our mom stops being selfish and starts focusing on US again, we'll be even better!

Love, Zoe

Toysday

I love Toysday!  I got a new toy the other day.

Please excuse all of the cardboard nerdies on the carpet - Fuzzy gets them everywhere and my mom is very lazy and doesn't vacuum our stairs often.  This mousie is pretty cool.  He's kind of like my Favorite Mousies.  Except he's brown.  Let's check in with my 3 gray Mousies, shall we?

Hello, Mousie #1, how are you today?  Or wait, are you Mousie #3?  You two look very much alike... I'd have to look a lot harder to tell which one you are - maybe later.

Looking good, Mousie #2! 

Unfortunately, Mousie #3 (or was that Mousie #1?) could not be located.  And it is not because I am an Irresponsible Toy Owner.  Sometimes they just can't be found. 

Now, Friends, I have something that has been on my mind.  You see, if you have been reading my blog, you may remember that these Mousies are my FAVORITE toys in the world.  My mom stocks up on them anytime she can find them, because my life is ruined if I can't find a gray Mousie to play with.  Now, I've sent a few of these gray Mousies (and I think some of the brown mousies) to a few of my friends in various packages.  And do you know what?  None of my friends are as crazy about these Mousies as I am!  I just can't understand this!  Do your moms just not let you play with them because they are too precious?  Do you just not want to take a chance on hurting one?  I just don't get it!  Oh well, perhaps it's just like us and the ESS - we just don't get it, while the rest of you think the ESS is the best thing since tuna juice.  

OK, well, that's all I had for today.  Sorry we still haven't been able to visit.  My mom has been hogging the computer for her own stuff lately.  Phooey.  Have a super week!

Suddenly Sunday

Wow, it's Sunday again?  Time sure flies.  I have meant to post for many days now to thank you, Friends, for having my back!  You see, here's what went down.  After the bell grabbed my claw and my mom had to free me, my mom sat me down and said "Zoe, that exact toy with its exact bell has been played with by four kitties.  You are the only kitty who managed to hurt herself with it."  And I'm all like "Woman, what are you saying?".  And she's all like "I don't know, Zoe, it's just that trouble seems to find you".  And I'm all like "I was framed!".  And she decided to go ahead and do a PSA about the danger of bells on toys.  But then do you all know what?  You all took MY side!  You all told me that you had good Moms or Humans or Servants who removed the bells BEFORE they ever gave you the toys!  Instead of showing that I'm a walking disaster, she instead showed that she is a negligent cat mom!  hahah!!! Oh yes, I have the best friends in the world.

OK, now on to serious business.  Our mom went down to Texas this weekend, an area called Hill Country.  To get there, she had to drive through southern Oklahoma (stated for those of you who are not familiar with the geography of this area).  Now, undoubtedly most of you have been hearing about the severe drought in these areas - most of Oklahoma (but not our corner) and most of Texas.  But when our mom saw these areas with her own two eyes, she was floored.  The normally lush, green, beautiful places like Turner Falls and, well, all of the area considered Hill Country were brown - not yellow with hints of green - brown.  Crops were dead in the fields.  Signs along the interstate reminded everyone that this was an extreme drought and please conserve water.  We are so very sad for the people and animals affected by this.  So, our mom told us that while we're hot - stupidly hot for a stupidly long time - this is the last time we will complain about it (this year).  Because we could be stupidly hot AND in a severe drought like our neighbors.  So we need to be thankful for what we have. 

Now, to lighten it up a bit, here is my tummy.

Thanks to our friends who continue to check on us when our mom slacks.  We hope she'll let us catch up with everyone this week, but we know better than to promise.  We love you!