A girl jist can't get any peese.

So I am jist mindin my own bizness hangin out in the office kattree on a nise afternoon and I heer a noise.....




What do I see??? A certain mancat named Pandi who haz designz on the kattree!


Would you argue wid that krazy eyed mancat? Not me...I am outta there.


Smudgie

(Da Mom sayz we git no more pichurs of that kattree until it gitz cleened, it iz a disgrace!)

Wurdless Wednesday

Look at thoze eyez! He iz wired an reddy tu pounce!

Easy like Sunday Mornin

We3Katz haf 2 cattreez, one in da office (Pandi likez tu hide there) an one in da livinroom. I like tu hang out on top of the box in da livinroom an watch life pass by. It iz a good place tu spend a Sunday mornin!

Why Da Mom nefer makez da bed

We didn't even wait fur her to leaf da house tu go huntin....we hit da bed az soon az she went intu da rainbox. It iz a wadderbagbed...it iz warm an comfy! Da blue snake fing iz her breathin machine hoze, she sleepz nice an quiet wif it on, we like that...we sleep bedder tu!!!

We still fly da Flag....

I iz beautiful tu!

Hurumph....dat ratty oranje boy izn't az pretty az me! Da Mom alwazy sayz I am da beauty of da family.

In fackt, when I got found...Da Mom thought I waz a gurl I waz so pretty! Silly Mom...Da Man had tu hold me up by my scruff and look at my boycatbitz to see that I wazn't a gurl!

Mom thinkz I iz beautiful!

Da Mom sayz she nefer really liked oranje kittiez befor she met me. When she found out what a luver I am he changed her mind! She thinkz I am furry handsum!!
Can u blame her?? Oh, and I do luve thoze chin skritchiez!

Da Boyz

It doesn't happen much, but sumtimez we boyz will share da ottomanz so we can both lay near Da Mom when she is on da couch!

Da quiet one.

Hi, itz Pandi. Da Mom mooved my faforite kitty tree into da pooter room. Now I can hang out with her with out gettin afraid. This tree had a box up top I can hide in.
I like hidy-holez, my faforite iz under da couch, but this will due tu.

Doin the Full Monty!

Smudgie haz an entry in da Monty-Q-Full Monty contest...could u stop in an give her a vote?

No more uni-brow!

Member Smudgies uni-brow?
Well, it broked off....now she iz even again. She has no browz! Just the liddle fine side feelerz.

Da Mom sayz it iz good to be sim-met-rickl!

Phooi

Da hotz iz bak, Da Mom haz been furry sick and da main 'pooter iz broke. Until da cooler iz fixed an Da Mom getz her medisinz rite we hazn't an won't be on da interwebz much....we will return tho.

We3Katz an Da Mom r furry sad about Da Sprout. Rest in Peese sweet baby.

Smudgies' uni-brow

Smudgie has white whiskerz, datz ok....she iz 11 yearz old. But she also haz a white eyebrow...jist one, an that drivez da Mom buggy. DA Mom callz it Smudgies uni-brow.

Smudgie thinkz her solo eyebrow iz great....she likez drivin Da Mom buggy!

Eazy Like Sunday Mornin

Dis iz a typikle Sunday at da house of We3Katz!

Pandi is tryin tu sleep on da fur covered kat tree.

I iz sleepin under da desk with da Moms feet, on da fur covered carpet.

Miz Mudgie iz sleepin on the fur covered hammock in da window.


Hmmmmm I think there iz a theme here... and it izn't sleepin!

Oh Mom.....

Unfurnchunetly, some beanz r not as graceful as us kittyz. Da Mom iz one of them. The day after her purrfday, she falled down an go boom. Well....more like splat. Anyhow she iz movin around more an she can sit at the 'pooter an so we get to post. A little bit. This. She iz comin back....gotta go!


Punkin

Da Mom iz old!

Tuday is Da Momz Purrfday! She iz old. Reely old. This iz her a hunndred yearz ago!


Get real Punkin, she iz forty "something". Sheesh...boyz. - Smudgie

Well...thatz old!!!
At least the swampcoolerer thing iz working again. Now she izn't so cranky....an old.

Still got da hotz!

When ya got da hotz, all you can du iz sleep all day an wait fur the nite to cool it off. It waz only 105 degreez out today. It iz 85 now.



Da Mom found out that da swampcoolerer thing izn't working rite. That iz why it iz so hot in da house. We3Katz hope she gitz it fixed soon!

Hotter hotz!

Today it waz 115 degreez out, it got so hot in da house the heat machine thought it waz on an kick on da blower. Good thing da Mom turnz off the flame in da summer! She made uz come in the room with da air-condishoner where she hidez cuz she waz worried about da hotz.

Da Hotz...

It iz tu hot tu do anything fur da last few dayz, it waz so hot an dry that the city-fatherz- beanz cancled da thunder-boomiez/brite lightz thingz on da 4th. It iz 110 degreez an da Mom haz locked herself intu da small room with the air cooler blower and won't come out. We iz hidin under da couchez tu sleep an stay cool.

We3Katz

Create your own family sticker graphic at pYzam.com

I iz soooo embarrassed!

Punkin here.
Da Mom haz been shuttin the door to her big bed room tu keep da cool in. I like tu sleep on da soft squishi wadder bed, so I been sittin outside da do sayin "Let me in!"
Well she aksidently left da door open fur a minit an I snuck in when she went out. She shut da door again an I was stuck in da room...alone...fur dayz!!! (It wazn't dayz, jist a cupple of hourz.--Smudgie)

I am a furry good boy...I nefer go anywhere but in da lidder box...but I waz locked in da room an there waz no lidder box! I iz furry embarassed tu say....I pooped on da soft, squishi, wadder bed!! *Hangs head* I am humileated!


Da Mom here-- I can't blame him, I felt bad, he hid under the cat-tree like he had done the worst thing in the world. What can you do? Flush it, wash the sheets and give the boy some loving.

My Job

Sum kittyz haf jobz tu do. I, Punkin, iz one of them. I am an offisal toe warmer. I keep da Momz toez warm. If I kin get her tu stick da big one in my ear an scratch...that iz all da reward I needz!

Furst ya gotta ask...

Then comez da ear skritch...

A liddle chin action...

Sigh...I luv my job!

Red sun at night???

Da Mom won't let Smudgie out and da swampcooleringthing smellz stinky cuz of all the firez burining near here. This iz what da sun lookz like at 6 oh clock tonite. The sun got redder az it set....it waz kinda preety in a stinky way! We hope no kittiez haf their houze ketch fire tho.

Getting into da spirit...

Mom got us r outfitz for Gree and Othelloz wedding! Efen shy Pandi wantz tu go!

Sunday Sunbath

This iz my faforite place in the back yard tu take a nap. The sidewalk iz warm an the tree shadez it. (Pardon da un-lady like pose.) You can see my purple harnez and long, long leash.



It makez me want to sing about how nice it iz outside.


It iz a good place tu hide under the Or-agon-o flowerz an spy on da burdiez in da tree!


Oopz, I think that nap iz comin on now!

I iz back!

Shhhhh....it iz quiet here now. Da Mom iz asleep and so iz da other kittiez, this iz my time.

My name iz Mr. Pandamonium, sumtimez Mom callz me Little Man but mostly I getz called Pandi.

I been wid da Mom fur a long time now. I got left by my furst fambily at a place where metalmonzterz stop tu rest. It waz very noizy and there waz woofiez that woofed at me. I hid in da bushz all da time.

Da Mom and her manfriend saw me there an waz worried fur me, they left me crunchiez when they left an I saw kittiez in da back windo as they drove away. I wanted tu go wid them but I waz tu skeerd tu come out of da bush.

A few dayz later they came bak and put sum tuna in a box fur me! I waz skeerd tu come out but I waz so hungri I couldn't stop myself! The door went shutz and I cried and cried all da way tu my new home.

At furst I jist lived wid da Mom and Smudgie, we waz like brofur and sisfur playin all da time. Then one day Mom brot da Punkin in and he chased me and I don't like it. So I getz jumpy wen people or soundz I don't know are near me. I hide. I am not a fradi-cat like Punkin sayz, I iz jist hi-strungz!

More on Snugglez.

Sumetimez there iz an exceptshon tu da rule.

So it iz wid the snugglin. We haz a windo hammok in da Momz office, Mizmudgie uzualy claimz it az her own- but sumtimez one uf us boyz getz it furst an Smudgie figurez if she crowdz in we will leve, but no....we refuzes!! Then we haz tu do a bit of cheek tu cheek sharin of da hammok.





You can see da stubborn on Pandi's face, he ain't budgin! These unwillin snugglez r few an far betweenz, da Mom waz lucki tu get it on da flashi-box.

Snugglez...or lack there of.

Punkin here....

We was look on Dragonhearts blog and there waz a kyoot pichur of he an Merlin snugglin in the cup of their cat tree. Thar izn't much of dat going on here. Befur I became an indoor kitti and it waz jist Smudgie an Pandi, they snuggled all da time. Da Mom sayz I upset da balance and now they hardli snuggle at all.

There is on time of year da we set aside u diffrencez and share 1 blankee, thatz da winter time! It getz cold in da houze, speshalli at nite, so da Mom leves dis eletric blankee on da couch all day an nite! She leavez it on settin #2 so it iz jist warm and setz it up so we can all find a spot widout touchin.



U can see me an Mizmudgie were snoozin on each end wid a pillo under the blankee as a buffer but Pandi wanted on so he iz gonna lay on dat pillow in da middle. This iz sungglin We3Katz style!

Who am I - Smudgie

Well!! It iz about time!! How dare u do me last you rumpld ball of furz!!!
I am da Queen of dis house an don't u furget it! Remind me tu give u a good whappin when we iz done!

(sure...I remind u...NOT! I may be rumpld but I ain't stupid!!)






I iz the furst kitty the Mom ever haz, the Mom callz me Miz Smudgie, Mizmudgie or Mudgiecat, sumtimes seh callz me Baby Gurl. I iz her baby, efen tho I iz a delicat 15 poundz baby gurl.
I waz born in da wood box at her friendz house and he gave me tu her. When I waz youngr, me an Pandi r 11 yearz old, me an Mom use tu go in a big metelmonster house to da ocean wid her friend an my borfur L.B. We would ware r harnessz an leashz an walk around the beach an stuff.

Now I live wid da boyz, (an my Mom) da boyz are a pain in my furri butt! They sleep in MY windo hammok, da finish MY Stinky Goodness rite off my plate efen tho I iz not dun wid it!

Wurst of all they think my Mom iz there Mom tu!! They r alwayz sittin on her and luvin on her when she belongz tu me!!! Sumtimez when I am on her gettin my skritches an luv they sneek up an try tu crowd in...I hiss at dem good!!

Since I know how tu behave on a leash, I getz to go outside! I luv the outside! Well, not when it iz raining, or windi or tu hot, but I can go outside and da boyz can't! Ha Ha on da boyz! I have a long, long leash the reaches all over da backyard so I can sitz in da sun or hidez in da flowrz. Sumtimez Mom leaves me out fur 2 or 3 hourz, she efen furgotz me once, but thatz anudder stori.

Ok, it iz time tu nap on da bed, that way I get tu sleep wid the Mom an da boyz don't!

(Oh pleeze...she tosses ur furri butt out of the sleep room tu (most of da time.)

There, now u know all 3 of us. Now letz see if da Mom letz us use the 'pooter enuff to blog regularli.

Punkin

Who am I - Pandi

"Well???"

"I don't wanna"

"What u mean...I don't wanna?"

"They mite see me!"

"Who? The interwebz? They can't see u."

"Im skeerd"

"Big suprize thar, ur alwaz skard, u jump when u seez ur shado" Lissen...u ether tellz ur stori or I will...an all it will say iz Pandi iz a skerridy baby cat!"

"I iz NOT a skeeridy baby!! I iz carful, quiet, like a jungle kitti on da prowl..."

BOO!!!

Aaaahhhhh.......*poof*


Heh...told u so. Pandi will return tu tell hiz stori anofer time.

This iz Punkin signin off.

Who am I - Punkin

Here I iz in all my glori! I iz about 13 yearz old an have 7 toez on my front pawz and 5 on da back onez.

My silli Mom makes these fuzzi thingz wid the pointi stiks, as u see I am not happi about modeling dis one efen tho Skeexiz wuld luv it becuz it iz pink!

I was thrown away when I was a year old, I don't remembr my kitti-mom or my furst fambli, but dar must of been one cuz I wazn't too afraid of humanz.
I tried to survive outside but I couldn't get enough to eat, I was skinni and my fur was kinki from malnutrishun. I found a nice porch to hide from the rain, the ladi tried to make me go away but I kept coming back cuz I culd see kittiz in da windo an I wanted tu be in wid dem!

After a while the ladi gave up an she fed me some crunchiez... you could hear me purr for a mile, she didn't tri to pet me or nutin cuz I was a little skard. She kept feeding me and trying to touch me, one day she scratched my chin and I liked it! She would sit with me out on the porch and talk to me and pet me, I wuld purr wid all my mite. One day I let her pick me up and cuddle me, after that I waited for her to cuddle me not jist feed me. One day she picked me up and stuckd me in a plastic box, I wint to the Vet and got my tests and "tudered". Now I live inside, I get jelious when the other two kittiez get petted and cuddled. I try to crowd in and the other kittiez don't like that, I don't care, I jist want to sit on da Mom. She callz me her velcro kitti! My udder nickname is Saskwasch cus wid my extra toez I haf thumbz!

I am alwaz waitin by da door in da morning cuz I luv brekfast, I getz a whole half a can of Stinky Goodnez! The udder tu haz tu share da udder half, I luv da new flavorz like the Tuscany and Florinteen chickhen!

I gotta go lay on my Momz feetz now, datz my job and I do it well!!

Punkin

Datz bedder.

Now my pichur iz on da hedder.

I iz Punkin, diz blog iz my idea. I get to do most da blogging cuz I haf the most toes so I can type da bestest.

We haz been on the interwebz fur a long time, the furst blog we ever saw was Timothy Dickens, from der we dizcoverd Max at da Psychokitty Speaks Out and William of Mass Destruction. Lately we have made Skeezix r faforite spot tu stop efery day.
The Mom doezn't leave da 'pooter on efery day so we mite not post lotz, but we stop in at a dozen or so blogs efery day so we will try tu say HI! tu efery kitty we can.

I will tell you my stori tomorro and da otherz can tell you der storiz fur demselfs.


Punkin

Our Blog

Dis iz our blog! Mom can't post her pitchurs or nutin on this blog! Hrumph....she aint even gotz my pichur on the header yet. Come on Mom...get wid the programz!


Punkin