Friday, December 26, 2008

Best Christmas Ever!


This is Fish.

Christmas! I love it!

We got a bag of Greenies each!

On Christmas Eve the Treat Bucket fell over and we cleaned it up!

I found string and balled up paper for cat soccer!

A long nap Christmas afternoon!


Fish, loving it all

P.S. Some cats broke 3 Christmas tree shiny things. Not me! I wasn't even in the room when #4 hit the bricks this morning!

Monday, December 22, 2008

A Picture of Dubby



Here I am sitting with my pal, Sean Connery, back in the '80s.

Hee Hee,

Dubby

Sunday, December 14, 2008

Our Christmas Lists


Whistle
Cat Cookies
String
cardboard box to sit in

Fish
Adventure Cat red cape
Warm water on my cat crunchies for Breakfast
Someone to play felt fish on a string with me

Dubby
Cat Food
Cat Cookies
A freckle on my nose like Whistle and Fish

Sister
I would like to go to see "Marley and Me" about the yellow lab
I would like to sit in the theater seat with Mr.C. and eat popcorn with him
an afternoon off from taking care of the kitties

Friday, December 12, 2008



Whew! Yesterday was wild! Snow fell in Little Church Town and at LD's Art School Town! Snow! I don't know what it is but it looks like confused rain and I hear it is very cold.

The picture is from our newspaper.

We cats kept Sister, the Best Cat Nanny in the World, calm yesterday and last night while the church people across the street put on a live nativity. No camel this year!
We are happy because Sister does not allow people to walk in front of our house or other animals to be near us.

I took turns playing with her so she wouldn't run outside to bark at the frozen children who were pretending to be Mary, Joseph and the wise guys. I saw girls in white wearing angel wings when I looked out the kitchen window. It was too cold for cats or children to be outside!

It was a good night for being warm indoors.

Adventure Cat leapt outside this morning into the cold. What a nut~! He'll be mewing at the door soon complaining that his paws are icy.

We worried last night about cold and hungry pets and for that cat who lives behind the Mexican restaurant and doesn't have a home.

We had cat cookies and a warm bed last night. I don't know why some cats have goodness and other cats have hard lives.

Love,
Whistle

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Christmas!





Christmas! Live Tree Indoors with GLASS Ornaments! Bows and Gift Wrap! Stockings!
Cat Cookies!

I love Christmas. Advent I don't understand.

Aunt Songbird is coming soon!

I am so happy!

Love,
Whistle, this is MY blog despite repeated pirating by other cats in this house.

Tuesday, December 2, 2008


When you live with two brothers, the Best Dog in the World and Andy*, you can be happy all the time.


If you want to snuggle, find Sister or Fish or Dubby.

If you want to play, find Sister, Fish or Dubby.

We are never lonely because we have each other.

Fish takes time to meditate on his Turtle quilt or on the linen closet shelf. He likes to think Deep Thoughts. When he isn't being contemplative or brooding, he's a fun guy.

You can count on one of us to be annoying, too. What would the world be like without annoyance? I'm not saying who is the most annoying because Fish told me I could be the King of Annoy most days.

*Andy is busy 24/7 with his work. We love him but he doesn't want to play often or be snugly ever.

I love my family.

P.S. I was not the one who broke the Christmas Tree ornament yesterday. I think the wind blew it off or something.

love from your,

Whistle

Thursday, November 27, 2008


Hi.

School is out this week for the Thanksgiving holidays. Mom forced us to watch Dubby's Potlach Program at Prof.Whisker's. Dubby wore a Native American outfit but it looked goofy on him. His class meowed songs. Dubby stopped during one song to yawn and lick his rear end. Fish and I laughed our heads off until Mom gave us the EYE.

I made good grades. Fish did great, too. Dubby does really well except in catching cat cookies.

Today is Thanksgiving. We got fussed at every time we went into the kitchen. Mom stayed in the kitchen for hours and hours.

Sister, the Best Dog in the World, got two bites of turkey. We don't eat turkey. We eat Cat Crunchies and Cat Cookies. That's all.

Our boy and girl are home! We love them! Sister loves the boy best but thinks the girl is wonderful. I slept on the girl's pillow last night. Fish makes her play the fishes on the string game until he is too tired to jump.

I am thankful for:
Fish
Dubby
Sister
My people
Cat Cookies
my cat pillow
bugs
squirrels outside
birds outside
fresh water
ear scratches
my beautiful nose freckles
and all of you who are my friends.

Love,
Whistle

this funny squirrel sign is from the Guardian U.K. website

Wednesday, November 12, 2008


Dubby here.

Why I like Flavor by Dubby

I enjoy all flavors, especially things to eat like food. I eat Cat Crunchies, Dog Crunchies, and any human food I can find. Today I licked the mixer blade in the sink.
Mom says I am not supposed to lick cookie dough on mixer blades or eat any human food. I do not understand this.

Flavor is my life. I love to eat. I am an Epicurean Kitty.

I am trying to be like my big dog friend, Sam. He is a Bearnaise Sauce Dog and lives with Aunt Songbird. He is big. I want to be just like him.

Sam throws up. I can learn to do this, too. Just like Sam.

I love Greenies but my Ginger Brothers are better at eating Greenies than I am.

I want to learn to eat off a sterling silver fork like Sister.

I love food.

Mom? That's all I can think of to write. OK?

Love,
Dubby

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Watching Humans

After three years of close living with humans, I don't understand people. Last night, we ran through the bedroom playing Cat Patrol. Humans fussed at us. When we were tired of playing we napped. Later we played Pop Your Brother where you pop Fish on the head with open paws. He popped me back and we both popped Dubby. Humans fussed at us. Early this morning, we played Scratch the Wall and the new game I invented. I call it Phone Beeping. Put your paws on the land line phone buttons to make beeps. Humans fussed at us. I think the Mama pushed me once! She has gentle hands so this made me feel terrible!

Can you explain?

Love, Whistle

Monday, October 6, 2008




This is my dog Sister the best cat Nanny in the World.
She's dressed in her Halloween costume. She's going as a butterfly.
Isn't she beautiful?

Love from,
Whistle

Sunday, October 5, 2008

We knew this already.

Cats are a pleasure of human life.

Whistle, this is MY blog

Sunday, September 28, 2008

Guest Blogger: Dubby



My girl came home for not much time. Whistle and Fish say she lives somewhere else. I don't think this is true. I go into her room waiting for her. I get sleepy. I fall asleep. When I wake up, I can't find my girl.

She was here! She held me, talked to me and fed me Cat Crunchies!

She held me to get a pic of my Halloween costume. I'm trick or treating as a Big Mouse!

Whistle and Fish have costumes, too.

The weirdest thing happened today! Sister, my dog, went with my girl and Mr.C. to see my boy. We cats were left untended!!!

Whistle and Fish were very bad. I was good. We had the house to ourselves without Sister. I'm glad Sister came home. It's happier when she is here.

Love,
Dubby

Saturday, September 27, 2008



LD is home!

She came back last night. We feel happy and full of purrs!

To get ready for her, I put tiny air holes in this wingback chair.

She loves me!


Whistle, one happy kitty

This is MY blog and I approve this message.

Sunday, September 21, 2008

Cat News Sunday Edition



Dubby has a new red collar. The jingly bell is red, too.


We have a big, big bag of Cat Crunchies. Gives me confidence.



Somebody cut his paw. He left bloody paw prints on the Study bathtub. We think it was Fish but he says cats hide pain. He's not telling.


Fish made an "A" on his paper, "Litter Boxes: The Indoor Cat's Dilemma." He wrote about how we use multi-cut shredded newspaper in our litter boxes because we are living Green around here. We put his paper on the refrigerator. He got an extra Cat Cookie.


Dubby heard about cats who live with bunny rabbits. He wants a bunny rabbit for a buddy.


Fish howls about the stock market. I told him what I heard on the Motley Fool, "if you aren't retiring in the next 3-5 years, pay no attention to the market." I don't think his stock in Greenies is in danger.



I've knocked the fake orchid plant off the Mantle four times! Each time it looks worse and worse! Maybe Mom will throw it away if I push it off again!



Dubby and Fish took a nap together last week. Can you believe that?


Andy killed a mau wus for Mom. He meowed until she came outside to praise him.


Sister is at Mr.C's office this afternoon guarding him.

Love from your Reporter,

Whistle, this is MY blog

Wednesday, September 17, 2008


This is my dog, Sister. She is my best friend in the world.

This is Andy. He is an outdoor and indoor cat. He is strong and brave.

Love,
Whistle

Fish is in big trouble. He came in from being outside all night long this morning. He is an indoor kitty.

Mom asked to speak to him in the Cone of Silence. They went into her study and she closed the door.

Immediately, Dubby and I pressed ourselves to the closed door so we wouldn't miss a word.

Perfect Fish is getting blasted out by Mom!

She said:

"Fish, I know you are Adventure Cat in your heart. You were outside in the danger all night long. We have dogs, mean cats, squirrels, foxes, opossums and snakes in our neighborhood. We have speedy cars, too. You are not allowed to go outside at night and stay outside. You are in big trouble.

I know you like to take off your green collar when you go outside. You believe that Adventure Cat would not wear a kitty collar. This is dangerous, too. If you get lost or hurt, no one will be able to find us to help you if you lose your collar.

As punishment, I am going to trim the tip of your beautiful ginger tail fur into a straight line. Long ago, when my Grandmother was a child, her nurse told her that if you trim a cat's tail, the cat will not run away. If you disobey me and go outside at night, if someone finds you, they will know you are family cat because of the trimmed tail.

I want you to grow up to be big and strong. I want you to be our kitty for all the years God has for you. I expect you to stay indoors."

We heard "snip, snip" and then Fish yelled "Adventure Cat" and leapt out of the room.

You heard it here first.

Yours,
Whistle

Fish ran outside last night. He wouldn't listen to anyone!
Everytime they tried to get him, he ran away more.

We didn't sleep well because we worried about him.

This morning, we heard a little "meow" at the kitchen door.

It was Fish!

He's home with us again! He ate a big bowl of cat crunchies, lapped up a bowl of water and is now asleep.

We can't be happy when our brother is away from us.

He was lost and now is found.


Whistle, a happy brother

Friday, September 12, 2008


Dear Truffle and Ouzo,

We are studying Cats of the Cold White Stuff at Professor Whiskers. We don't have school today because the cat who ride the bus have flooding at their homes. We don't have flooding here but YOU MUST COME HERE RIGHT THIS VERY MINUTE!!!

We have hot, blowing wet BREFF outside today!


Yes! Outside feels like the sky has breff with humidity*.

We think you haven't felt this kind of wind.

We don't know about Cold White Stuff except in books.

You can have some of Fish's Cat Bits to eat when you get here.

And, some of his cat cookies.

Love,

Whistle



*Hat tip to Fish who remembered this word!

Monday, September 1, 2008


Fish here. Whistle is off giving lap time to one of our people.
Everyone is home with us! We slept on her bed and now I'm telling you what is going on.

There is a wet thing outside today. Water is on the windows and floor outside.
We are inside, dry and full of cat cookies.

When a hurricane comes, we give lots of cat contact by staying with our people. I hid under the covers of her bed yesterday for hours. I didn't know what was happening. They moved big green plants inside and stuff from outside, too. I love having green plants indoors! I found bugs and geckos to catch! It's like a big party in here but the people feel stiff and tired.

It's our job to help our people. Not difficult to do because when I feel them getting stiff and tired, they pick me up to snuggle into my fur. She tells me she loves me and that I am wonderful many times.

Sister, our dog, is staying close to the people, too. She is beautiful. She has new flavor because the people took her to a place where she got a "bath". So silly! We groom Sister everyday! She doesn't need to go anywhere!

I try to worry when my people worry but I cannot. We are safe and dry. We have plenty of food. I can go wrestle with Whistle or Dubby anytime I want to. My water bowl is full. The litter box is clean. Really, now, what else is needed? Nothing to worry about here.

Dubby thinks the plants brought indoors are for our birthday celebration. I didn't tell him otherwise. He's young and this is his first hurricane.

Forgot to tell you that she sewed a wool felted sweater scrap cover for me! It's toasty and smells like her hands. I tried it out last night and slept for several hours under it.

If you are a cat, you need one of these cover thingies.

Time to go. I hear the cat food cannister shaking.

Fish, I am sure I am her favorite.

Thursday, August 28, 2008

A Note from Fish...


Fabulous birthday today!

Mugsy and his sister sent us a beautiful package with catnip toys, Greenies and a plate with a beautiful ginger cat painted on it!

I sat up on my hind legs to hold the catnip mouse in my paws and lick it. Best catnip I've ever sniffed!

Whistle is flopped over from eating Greenies and other birthday treats.

Dubby loves the mice and Greenies, too. He licked the heart shaped catnip bag and carried it out of the room.

I'm going to hang the ginger cat estate sale plate in my cat basket. It will be perfect.

Then, a lovely friend sent us a sign. It is beautiful! It says, "You had me at Meow". This is a reference to Catty McGuire, the movie starring Cat Cruise and Rene Catwigger. We love it.

Lovely friend, you didn't put your name on the package! How can we thank you? It is a great present. As an art student, I love having a piece of art as a gift! You are the best! Thank you!

Being 3 will be more fun than being 2 or 1. Three year old kitties are mature, wise cats and, because I get better looking every day...well, the future is great!

Dubby and Sister send their kindest regards. Andy is busy doing hurricane prep outside. Whistle is snoring off a tummy of Greenies.

Love,

Fish, 3 years old TODAY

P.S. We saw Verbena, the VAT, today. She is living in a hole in a big pile of potting soil from an overturned pot. She's doing well.

Monday, August 25, 2008


Happy Birthday to Me!
Happy Birthday to Me!
Happy Birthday, Dear Fishy Fish!
Happy Birthday, to ME!

Three days until I am Three years old!

My birthday is Thursday, but I guess everyone on the Planet knows!


I am getting gifts and cookies!


I am very very very very very happy!


Yours,
Fish or "Mr.Cat Cookie Breff"

Friday, August 22, 2008


School started on August 7. We don't know why our school can't wait until after Labor Day.

Professor Whisker's has many exciting plans for us this year.

First, we are studying birds as our school theme. Mom put up three new bird feeders for us to use in our studies.

Dubby says he wants to study bugs. We did that last year when he was too little to know anything.

Fish is writing a treatise on cats as the reason for English literature. We aren't allowed to speak to him when he is busy with research. I think he is napping. He says he is thinking deep thoughts.

Andy is busy preparing for the height of hurricane season. He comes inside to eat and claw the rug in the family room.

Sister says we must behave in school. We must have clean faces and paws before we go to class. She is the best Dog Nanny ever!

I had to write this post to prove I am not fixated on my Birthday (!!!!!!!!!)

Love,

Whistle (3 in 6 days!!!!!!!!!)

Why My Birthday Is Very Important



I will be three years old on Thursday, August 28.
Being three means I know many wonderful things about being a ginger cat.
Three is a significant number in a Cat Boy's life.
I will have three candles, not two or one.

I'm having canned cat food on my birthday. I will have big cat breff.

Love,
Whistle

P.S. Really! Who cares about anything but my birthday? No one!

Monday, August 18, 2008

A Package Arrives!!!!!!!!!


Guess what? I got a birthday present today! The package is addressed to "W and F". I'm the "W"!

We aren't allowed to open our presents yet. We have a present from Mugs and Mel but I don't know what is in it! It smells good when you stand on top of it and smell it.

My birthday is in ten (10) days!!!!!!

I'll be three (3)!!!!


Yours,

Whistle, I approve this message, my birthday is in 10 days and I am a ginger cat.

Monday, August 11, 2008


ewwwww!,

Whistle, this is MY Blog

Guest Blogger: Dubby


How I Became a Bernaise Sauce Mountain Cat, by Dubby


I asked.
Aunt Songbird said I could be one like my Cousin Sam Who is a Big Dog.
I am furry. My paws are big.
I can go to meetings with Bernaise Sauce Mountain Dogs, just like Sam and Molly.


The End.

Tuesday, August 5, 2008



Fish said some of you don't know that MY BIRTHDAY is in 23 days!

Makes me want to hurl a hairball!!!!!!!!!!

Please, focus on what is important!


Yours,
Fish, whose birthday is coming soon! I approve this message

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Birthday Countdown and Preparations!


30 days until my birthday!

Fish and I commissioned a song in honor of our 3rd birthday from Ginger "Gingie the Cat" Blakely of Batesville, Mississippi. Because we were born the day before Katrina the Hurricane blew away everything, Gingie turned Mr. Morrison's song into one about us. All rescue kitties remember the Storm. Dubbie says the song is "dark" for a party song.


Be sure you sing this loudly and bluesy.


Kittehs On the Storm (adapted from Jim Morrison's Riders on the Storm, 1971)

Kittehs on the storm
Kittehs on the storm
Into this house we're born
Into this world we're thrown
Like a cat without a cookie
An human out alone
Kittehs on the storm

There's a killer on the road
Katrina's squirmin' like a toad
Take a long holiday
Let your kittens play
If ya give Katrina a ride
Sweet memories will die
Katrina on the road, yeah

Meow!

Kittehs on the storm

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Guest Blogger: Dubby


You will NOT believe what happened today!


Andy found a mau-wus in our backyard!

He played with it and the mau-wus ran around!

Mom and LD ran outside thinking he was teasing Verbena, Mom's courtyard toad!

It was a MAU-WUS!

It was little and grey and ran around!


Love from,

Dubby (Fish says I can blog anytime I wish. Whistle said he wasn't going to blog today even if Fish changed back the password. Fish did.)

Sunday, July 20, 2008



Sister, my dog, has the best looking nose in our family!

Fish, I'm tired of being a bully!

Friday, July 18, 2008


Dear Friends:

I am chastened by your comments. I only bite, scratch and kick to get exercise or defend my space. I will try to do better. I think the different ideas about violence are feline v. human because, to me, there is not moral imperative to be gentle. I will try.

Here's a pic of Dubby. He's a fine lil' cat. Mom is worried about his weight. He eats all the time, thinks only of eating and sleeps on the kitchen counter to keep an eye on his food bowl. I think he looks fine. He just has a big cat butt.

Gently,

Fish, This is my blog NOW

Monday, July 14, 2008


Dear Friends:

Whistle got a new nose freckle. Not news, in my opinion, but Dubby said Aunt Songbird wants to see the freckle.

Whistle begged for his blog password. Not.Happening.

I'm reading Thaddeus Cattail's The Trouble with Litter Mates. Well-written and illustrated with sad examples of litter mate malfeasance.

I feel great today. I watched Dubby get his extra toe nails trimmed. No one messed with me.

Fish, this is MY BLOG NOW

Sunday, July 13, 2008


Dear Friends:

I am the new blogger. I beat up Whistle last night and chewed on his ear until he gave me the password.


I changed the password.

Whistle's blog postings bored everyone. Always talking about his birthday and himself. He forgot to mention that August 28th is MY birthday. He's my litter mate. Mama didn't wait until another day to birth me.

While Whistle's interests are limited, my brain moves over the arts, literature, history and architecture. He may read the New Yorker, but I read the NY Times.

I will be posting photos and have a contest.

Fish the Cat

Thursday, June 26, 2008




63 Days Until My Birthday!

Are YOU ready?


Whistle the Cat

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

We have funder here. Our dog, Sister, doesn't like funder.
I will hold paws with her today when she needs comfort. I head butted her earlier and she thanked me.

We love our dog. She is our Nanny and the best dog ever.

Whistle

Tuesday, June 24, 2008


FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE:

Fish, the Cat, receives the Best Cat in the Entire Whirl prize for waking up our Mom to take our LD to the airport! Mom set her clock to get LD to the airport for 3:50 a.m. but turned off the clock when it buzzed. Fish, ever the vigilant and on-time kitty, woke Mom up! LD arrived at the airport 15 minutes late but made her plane just fine because the Theatre Teacher made the travelers arrive two hours early anyway. Fish was awarded the 7 Greenies All By Himself With No Sharing Award yesterday afternoon.

Congrats, Fish! You are a great Cat!!!


Whistle, proud to call Fish "Bro"

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Guest Blogger: Dubby the Kitten



I love Greenies as much as any cat. But, Whistle is aggressive and grabs my cat cookies. Greenies are big, too! I wish they made a smaller size for Three-Quarters-Cats (my breed!).

Doing fine here and soooo happy! Don't you love summer when a gekko gets into the house? We caught one yesterday! And, I love how we get to run through the house late at night playing Cat Attack!!!

Love,
Dubby

Friday, June 13, 2008

Whistle, here.

I'm back!


I've been on double-secret probation, code orange since my last post!


I am a reformed cat! No more scratching upholstery! No more banging against plantation shutters! No more whatever-it-was-I-wasn't supposed to do....


What you been up to? Catch any gekkos lately?


Whistle

Sunday, May 25, 2008


Many people say to me, "Whistle, when is your birthday?"


My birthday is in 95 days!!!


Glad to help out here,

Whistle the Cat I approve this blog post.

Monday, May 12, 2008



Whew! Busy cats here! Finishing the Spring Term at Prof. Whiskers!

Fish's "Monastic Adventurer: The Story of One Fierce Orange Cat" won the 2008 Herbert Catbowl Prize. My paper on the ethics of Greenie sharing didn't do as well. I had to go see the School Chaplain to discuss my moral maturity. Prof. Whiskers said I didn't have a chance defending my plan to never, ever share Greenies.

Dubby tied for First in Knots with Fluffy but both were happy. Dubby did very well for a first year coming in Second in Most Improved Kitten.


We have a big picnic tonight. Our last class is tomorrow morning when we turn in our text books and sign up for Fall classes!


Whistle

Monday, April 28, 2008

Guest Blogger: Dubby the Kitten

Dubby here.

I am a small cat. I am full grown but small. When you see me with my brothers, Whistle and Fish, I look like a kitten.

I am not a kitten, I'm just short.

I will be big in my heart and purrs. I am big in playfulness. I am big in eating cat cookies.

I am not going to worry about being little instead of big.

I have better paws than any other cats in my house.

Just letting you know.

Dubby

Monday, April 21, 2008

Only 129 days until my birthday.

Please speed up the birthday preparations so you will be ready.


Whistle, almost 3

Sunday, April 20, 2008

Why I Am A Presbyterian Cat

Because cats cannot live in the Vatican.
Read this.
Chico, the Pope's cat lives with neighbors in the Pope's old home.

Rats! This is terrible!

If you are Pope, can't you bring your cats with you wherever you are? Queen Elizabeth takes her own litter box cover wherever she travels and lives!

Whistle, glad to be a Calvie Cat

Tuesday, April 15, 2008




We have trouble in our peaceable kingdom. Sister went out a few minutes ago for her final walk around the yard. Who knows what she does out there? She says she doesn't discuss indelicate things. When the door opened to Outside, Fish blasted into the OUTSIDE. Why would he do this? Nightime is dark and chilly. Now Sister has to stay OUTSIDE until Fish decides to wander back to the door.

Mr. C. says Dubby isn't growing much. He says Dubby may be full-grown now. We've had Dubby as our brother for 8 months. He eats all the time so is he going to grow more? Mr. C. says Dubby is like a three-quarter guitar. Mom looks worried.

We finish Prof. Whisker's classes in May. I'm working on a big project involving dirt kicking in that big tree thing in the family room. I work on it everyday and I'm not finished. The tree has dirt and hasn't fallen over. My work continues...

I hope Fish comes home soon. I hope Dubby is growing and will be big like us. I hope I can excavate the tree by Finals.

Fish, a few Greenies will make everything better

Saturday, April 12, 2008






















"If you can't enjoy fellowship around the food bowl, your theology is wrong", famous prof. of theology up East.

"Wow! That's a fat ginger cat", Dubby the Kitten

"Hey Fish!!! I've a picture of you on my blog!!!! Come see!!", Whistle the Cat



Ha Ha Ha,

Whistle

Sunday, April 6, 2008

well pull my whiskers and call me "hairball"! She is going somewhere again!


what is it with these people? she goes away then comes home and then goes again.


I hate suitcases! Leave one open and let me show you how I feel about suitcases!


Fish, this is my blog and I approve this message.


P.S. Dubby is speed dialing LittleManKitty to invite him over for the week. They want to have a party.

Saturday, April 5, 2008

Guest Blogger: Sister the Dog


I have a good, happy life.

I have work I love as a nanny to my cats: Fish, Whistle and Dubby.

Andy, the outdoor cat is my friend, too.

I sit on my Alpha's lap every morning while he drinks coffee and reads the newspaper.

I spend my days with She who loves me.

I sleep indoors.

My dog dish is filled twice a day with dog crunchies. I have cat crunchies for snacks all day.

I am grateful for God's good care of me.

I was once a lost puppy but now I am a family dog.

Sister

Thursday, April 3, 2008




We've been busy. She came home. That's good.

Prof. Whiskers assigned an interview paper for my class. We must interview the animals in our home.

Fish Interview
Whistle: Fish, why do you run outside when they open the door?
Fish: I am a great explorer. I am the Columbus of this house!
W: What do you see outside?
F: Stuff.
W: Oh...o.k.

Andy Interview
Whistle: Andy, how did you become so cool?
A: What? Get out the way! I need to eat!
W: Wow, you are so cool!
A: Go. Away.
W: Oh...o.k.

Dubby Interview
Whistle: Dubby, what are you doing?
Dubby: Patroling the hallway.
W: Why?
D: I am responsible for looking out the windows here.
W: Oh..o.k.


Yours devotedly,

Whistle

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

AACK!


Suitcase on bed. Trouble ahead. Mom on go. Cats feel woe.

Whistle

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Big news here: Dubby got a new collar. His Christmas collar with polar bears was worn out. Mom got a red collar with beach balls printed on it. She got him to wear the new collar by telling Dubs it was an "Easter" collar.

Dubby loved his blue collar so much because of LMK. Mom says she will let Andy wear the old collar because Andy loses his collar every week or so.

We wear collars so our people can hear us. Besides, we look great!

Fish's collar is over a year old. It looks brand new. Fish believes in good grooming.

I believe in birthdays (MINE!) and Greenies.

Love,

Whistle


Hey! Are any of your people getting out suitcases for next week to go on a ruse?
Lots of talk around here about it.

Monday, March 17, 2008


We told Dubby he had to dress up as the Easter Bunny because he's the youngest in the family!!! He is hiding until next Monday, he says.

Saturday, March 15, 2008

A Poem by Whistle




A temper do I have me now,
Upon my furred and whiskered brow,

No one wilt play with me this day
I'd soon they banish all away,

No bathtub bashing,chase or bite,
For this poor puss...wailing plight.

by Whistle because Prof. Whiskers made us write poetry which is stupid because cat poetry involves the whole cat's movement and subtle meowing, not words in "meter". I am being prepared for a cat world that does not exist! I do not care for Cat Academy!

Friday, March 14, 2008

Rules and Rules and More Rules



I am sick of rules!

I am a Cat. What's with the rules?

Prof. Whiskers won't let us use LOL Cats spelling.

Mom says "Stop scratching the furniture!"

Mr. C. says, "Get out of my closet!"

Fish says, "Leave me alone!"

Dubby says, "It's TIME to PLAY WITH ME NOW!!!"

Sick of rules! I need a cruise!

Whistle