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!