Kitteh Update

Whistle

I got a new piece of yarn! My birthday is coming up in August!
Momma came home and gave us Greenies!

Fish

I'm singing in the Catty Chorus this year! I'm singing a solo of "There are Greenies in Gilead" and get to wear a choir robe! My paper, "Why Cats Are So Great" won 2nd prize in the Essay Contest! I think my grades are good, as always!

Andy
Busy. Spring is busy. Monitoring squirrels and birds. Later, tater.

Dubby
I hate Fluffy XXXXXXXX! She says I am stupid! She is mean to me everyday at Cat School. She told Mrs. Velvet Paws that I was the kitteh who ate the birthday cookies! I did not!

When we practiced our choral song, one of the younger kittehs pointed at my paws and laughed. I started crying and Prof. Whiskers asked me to go to his office! He was nice to me and licked my head but I feel sad.

I WILL NOT wash my nose! Nobody can make me. That dirt looks just like nose freckles.

I do not like anyone but Sister, my dog. I want to stay at home with her. I don't want to go to Cat School ever ever again.

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

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

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.

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!!!!!!!!!)

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

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

Today is a Limited Access Day. That means we cats cannot go everywhere in our own house. Some doors are closed to us. I begged and scratched outside of LD's room but Mom hollered that she was busy getting the room ready for Aunt LLS's visit. Then, she wouldn't let me in the Kids bathroom because she was busy cleaning it. Then the Study Bathroom, then this, then that!

I gave up and got on her bed to take a snooze. I found Fish, Dubby and Andy sleeping there already.

I do not care for Limited Access Days.
I belong everywhere and I like to know what is going on.

Whistle

SUPER TUESDAY

How the Animal Delegates plan to vote:



ANDY "John McCain All the Way!"




SISTER "I'm for Hillary."




WHISTLE "Obama"




FISH "I'm thinking about this..."




DUBBY "Mittens! I want Mittens!"




Actual Conversation...

Dubby: I'm voting for Mittens!
Sister: Who, dear?
Dubby: The one called 'Mittens'!
Sister: I'm not sure that's quite right, dear.
Go back to your homework.
Dubby: Yes, m'am.

Guest Blogger: Andy the Cat

Christmas, the Santa Paws and all that is for kittens and young cats, but She asked for my list:

to eat a meal in peace without Dubby, Whistle and Fish sniffing me and putting their heads in my cat food

for all the neighborhood dogs to stay home and away from my yard

to worship in Methodist church sanctuary across the street without being "shoo-ed" out

That's it. I want to say that the spiritual part of Christmas is wonderful to me. I'm not talking about getting special canned food or even the extra cat cookies, I mean, humans seem to be happier and kinder with one another.

Also, if I get to speak at Midnight on Christmas Eve and the Christ Child is here, I'll thank him for putting in the Holy Book about people being stewards of animals. Years ago, people read that passage to mean that they could use or do whatever they wish to animals. Now, more humans seem to understand that we are part of God's good creation and deserve the honor God gives us.

Too busy to blog often but She asked me,

Andy the Cat

Dear Little Man Kitty,
You want to know what a collar is? A collar is a piece of fabric which goes around your neck. A beautiful bell hangs on the fabric. If you are an outdoor cat, you get an award tag saying whose you are and where you got your shots (aka "owies"). Lots of cats wear collars.
We wear collars for several reasons. First, our Mom saw a movie "Lady and the Tramp" when she was a girl. It's a dog movie so don't bother watching it, ok? The yard dog in the movie gets a collar to show that he belongs to his people. He likes it. It's a sign of human-pet ownership. Another reason we wear collars is because Andy wears a collar. He's an outdoor/indoor kitty. If he gets lost or hurt outside, his collar will help him get home and help. Finally, the bells on collars helps our Mom find us when we are cat hiding. You know what that is don't you? Like when Fish goes on Retreat under the wing chair in the living room. He stays there for hours thinking deep cat thoughts. But, if Mom gets lonely for him, she calls his name and he will ring his bell for her to find him. He says he rings his bell from under the chair because he is irritated, but really he wants Mom to find him and scratch his polka dot cat tummy.
We have collars. We have leather collars with pewter accents for special occasions. We have soft collars to wear when we are being "cool". Our everyday collars are blue. Andy loses a collar 'bout everyday. Mom finds his collars on the ground underneath the azalea bushes and on the driveway. I take my collar off when I feel like it. Fish doesn't take off his collar. Not. Ever. Dubby keeps his collar on these days because sometimes he remembers where he lived before and the collar reminds him that his a forever cat in our family now.

We love you, LMK. You are a fine Cat Cousin. We all say this.

Whistle, your cousin

Here I am. When Mom is gone, I lose inspiration to blog. She's home now.

Here's the news from here:

I hate suitcases. Mom leaves with them. Don't like 'em.

Dubby did ewwws around the house while she was gone.

Fish loves Mom so much that he is writing poems about her.

Sister works hard so when she rests, I clean her ears for her. She is my dog.

We can't sleep in Mom's room when she's gone. He closed the door. Don't like this either.

The best thing happened! Aunt Songbird sent us a Thanksgiving Present. I have a card to prove this! She wrote it to the "catboys". I have new treats. I'm not sure I'll share them...

I took my collar off. Dubby took his collar off. Fish refuses to take his collar off. Andy took off his collar.

I love vacation days like today. No school until Monday!

Love,

Whistle

Interview: Whistle with Dubby

Whistle here.

I'm interviewing Dubby.

Whistle: Tell us, Dubby, how it's going for you...

Dubby: Just great! I love it here! I have EVERYTHING I need: great kitten chow all the time, you, Fish and Andy and my own Nanny Sister!

Plenty to do here! Lots of blinds to play with! Good rugs to knead with my claws! I love my Owners! You let me take a nap with you!

W: Anything bothering you?

D: Nope.

W: Plans for the future?

D: Doing well at Prof. Whisker's Cat School, learning more tricks, pooping in designated areas only, making turkeys for Thanksgiving by outlining my paws....you know, that sort of thing.

W: You are a good kitten. Let me say just like Fish doesn't want anyone to disturb him when he's under his Sacred Turtle Quilt, I don't want you to use my blog. Got it?

D: Oh, sure! No more using your blog!

W: Great. Anything else for our readers?

D: Yeah, I have very clean ears! Whistle cleans my ears and does general grooming for me! Is that the best or what? I smell like my brothers and my Nanny now!

W: You are welcome, lil' fella! Ok. That's the interview. Remember the part about not using my blog...

D: No prob! Wanna play?

W: Sure....

That's the news from here,

Whistle of THIS BLOG WHICH IS MINE, ALL MINE

Scary things...

Our Mom has her suitcase out. She's putting things in it and muttering. We aren't allowed in the room with her suitcase. I don't know if she is hiding things from us or if she is recalling how her Mother's cat "did something in suitcase" years ago as her Mom packed for England.

Anyway, she must be going somewhere again. First, she when to see the Aunts, Assumpta, Bea and Dibley. She stayed a long time.

Then, she went to Nashville to see Cheese, Sue and 1-4 Grace. She stayed a long time.

After that, she packed her suitcase for Atlanta and saw the RevGals. She stayed a long time.

Off to Washington to see PPB and many young gals. She stayed a long time.

Now, here she goes off to see Ireland. Who is that? She will stay a long time.

I don't care for it.

Who will keep our secret water bowls filled? Who will scratch my head and tickle the polka-dots on my tummy?

Who will go get Fish to give him cat cookies when he forgets to come to "Evening Cookie Time"?

Who will keep Dubby from getting into trouble?

Who will let Sister and Andy indoors, let them outdoors, indoors, outdoors...all day long?

Travel is not good. I'm against it. Really, really against it. Don't care for it.

Just so you know how I feel about it,

Whistle

P.S. This is a picture of the suitcases and cases displayed at Ellis Island.

Things are pretty good around here. Fish can jump and fight again. Andy swatted me and hissed. I found catnip on the scratching pad today.

We have a new cat, Dubby. He's small and doesn't smell like us yet. I talked to him some and so did Fish. Sister is scared of him.

Maybe she's just upset that she has another kitten to raise. She leaves the room when Dubby comes in. Dubby walked over to her and rubbed his head on her leg. Sister didn't know what to do with him.

Dubby isn't a Ginger cat. This makes us sad for him. He looks a little bit like Andy because of grey striped fur. Other parts of Dubby are white.

LD keeps Dubby in her room and snuggles with him. I think she should pay more attention to us. I told her so and she said, "Whistle, don't bite Dubby!". I wasn't going to bite Dubby! I was looking for a head scratch and cat cookie.

Oh, here's the rub: the new kitten eats Greenies! I hope he brought his own supply. Like I feel like sharing Greenies with him! We have a big depot of cat cookies from our birthday gifts but these cookies are for us, not little cats who smell funny and are not Ginger.

Otherwise, all is well here and if you need me, I'll be taking a nap in my cat basket.

Sincerely yours,

Whistle

Guess what? Andy is well! He is running around the house and going outside! He is so happy!

When I gave him the big sniff, he didn't hiss!

Is life great or what?

Yours,

Whistle

From the Mailbag

Dear Whistle,
How is Andy?
---A Nother Cat Pal

Dear ANCP,
He's crabby in his confinement pen. He hates it! His owie is getting well. He hisses at us when we stick our paws in his pen.

Dear Whistle:
What do I do about bad breff?
---Pass Me a Breff Mint

Dear Mint,
Have you tried Greenies, the breff refreshing cat cookie? I have great breff because I use Greenies! I use Pittr Pat Mints to keep my meows clear and loud. They help my breff, too.

Dear Whistle,
When is good time for a cat cookie?
---Anon.

Dear Anon,
When is it not a good time to have a cat cookie? Believe me, a cat cookie helps any condition. Like if you are getting hissed at by Andy or if you see your Mom standing near where she keeps the cat cookies or when you feel a bit peaked or if you need to keep your strength up. A cookie is a great idea anytime.

Thanks for your questions! Keep your whiskers clean and as Cousin Meleech says, "Peace of the Paw",

Whistle

Andy!

Yesterday, our neighbors brought Andy to us. Andy has an open wound on his abdomen! The 'rents took him to the emergency vet! Andy got stitched up and has 3 medicines to take. Two are antibiotics, one is for pain!

LD brought Fish's confinement pen back inside and now Andy lives in it! He cannot run around until his stitches are removed!

He meows all the time!

We are so upset! Fish freaked when he saw the pen coming back inside! I got afraid when I heard Andy meowing his pain!

We sniff Andy and sit with him but he is unhappy!

We want Andy well so he can hiss at us and throw his paws at us!

Not. Good. At. All.,

Whistle