Santa, this is Whistle

Dear Santa,
Hi. How are you? How's it going up there in the North Pole? How is Mrs. Santa Claus?
Tell the reindeer I say, "Hi!"
I've been a good cat again this year. Everybody says I am a good-natured cat. I turned four in August. I make good grades at Cat School. I think I will be Class Favorite this year but if someone else wins, I'll be fine with that.
The picture looks like me in my Halloween costume. I have a collar just like this good-looking ginger cat. I wore my Halloween costume for hours and hours and didn't complain.
Maybe I should give you my Christmas List: I'd like a big bag of Greenies, maybe two or three of the giant size would be good. Please ask Mr. Greenies to make me the poster cat for Greenies. I love Greenies! I would like a few toys but not the toys with batteries because battery cat toys are scary to Dubby, my brother. I would like for my cat bed to be just for me. If you wrote a note to Fish and Dubby saying it was my cat bed they might leave my cat bed alone. Just a hint!
Please bring my dog Sister, a beautiful chewy bone and some tennis balls. She is the best dog in the world.
Love and thank you,
Whistle

A Word from Whistle: Halloween

Happy Halloween!

This black cat reminds me of Cousin Bea in NC. She's shiny black furred like this pic. Some people fear black furred cats. THIS IS FURISM and is WRONG. All cat fur is beautiful, even those fur less kitties.

Cats don't want candy for Trick or Treat. Give Cat Cookies instead!

No Halloween Costumes for Cats! Ever!

Make Halloween a GREENIES holiday! Place open bags of Greenies around your home!

People who are mean to cats go to you-know-where.... See Cat Scripture, 2 Fluffy 12:3-7.

If you have a younger cat, the youngest brother like Dubby, you may MAKE HIM WEAR HIS MOUSE COSTUME FROM LAST YEAR. All day, just sayin'


Whistle, I know this stuff. I am four years old.

News from Around Here

Whistle here.

Cat School finals have everyone in a tizzy. Dubby is convinced Fluffy will be his lab partner next year. He says he is quitting school to become a drop-out and get tattoos. Mom says "NO".

Fish won the Catzinger Longtail Award for Best Behavior, Cat Citizenship, the Rotary Scholarship for Nappage, the Blue Ribbon Hairball Hacking Award and the Chat Prize in French. We aren't supposed to know this until Awards Day but Fish told us. Several. Times.

I'm passing my courses, doing well in String Play, Whiffle Ball and Midnight Meowing.
I'm the year book editor with Blast next year. I need two new cameras!

Today we are practicing Hair Ball Hacking. Mom says if she sees one more attempt left on the floor, we are in trouble. This doesn't make sense! Hacking hairballs is nature's way of cleaning out fur and detritus, like beads and tiny Leggos.

Dubby lost his only friend. According to Dubs, Frank the Flea, was a great friend and chatted Dubby up all day and night. We got flea treatment yesterday. Dubby tried to save Frank who died a horrible chemical-tainted death. I don't mind flea treatment. Mom gives us Greenies when she puts the stuff on us.

Fish got stuck under the bedcovers last night. He complained in a loud Meow until Mom freed him. He's so strange.

Verbena wants privacy. Fish wants to pat Verbena. More later because I see this as a real problem.

Frances the Turtle is moving by the windows. She looks great. I wave at her and she ignores me.

Mom has her suitcase out. I hate this. No Greenies during the day time. Water bowl doesn't get filled and we won't get to listen to Urban Contemporary or Classical music all day long. He's OK but doesn't wait on us hand and paw.

Mom says she heard people meowing at LD's school. She says they are pretending to be at Cat School. Go figure. I wish LD stayed home. She goes and comes and goes again.
I love her. Everyone loves her.

Love from Fish. I approve this post. Everybody else (that mean You Fish and You Dubby) stay OFF my Bloggage!!!

A Prayer from Whistle

Dear God, this is your Whistle.
Thank you for this day. Thank you for all I see around me.
For what is above my head, what is below my paws.
Thank you for everything!

Thank you for my brothers and my nanny, Sister the Dog.
Thank you for my humans.
Thank you for the big clay pot of catnip growing outside the window.
Thank you for all the birds out side; squirrels, too.

Thank you for Greenies, cat food and clean water.
Thank you for fresh litterboxes.
Thank you for the strength to jump high on the Study bookcases.
Thank you that no one saw me knock over the lamp in the dining room.

Thank you for my friends near and far.
Thank you for my green collar.
Thank you that I am dressed in clothes once a year on Halloween.
Thank you for ear scratches, purrs received with delight and bugs.

Thank you for making me and placing me in my home.
Amen.

I Enjoy this Blog

Go see our pal, Maru, whose blog appears here.

He lives in Japan.

Do Japanese cattages have Greenies?

Love from Whistle

This is my blog and I approve this message

Pet News

Sister the Dog: Received certificate from Miss Barky's School of Canine Vocalization.
Top of class in: protective barking, various vocalizations

Whistle: I'm busy with Bottlecap Soccer and Pushing Around the Plantation Blinds. Extra points for games played late at night!

Dubby: Keeps pretending to need tutoring with eating GREENIES fed by Mom's hand. Geez! That cat is a mess! Need to mention he is learning Lap Sitting and doing well, according to Mom.

Fish: Wrote a blistering review of Naughty Naughty Kyle, a book about a Ginger cat who leaves good things around his home for his human. Got an "A" on the report!

Whistle, I don't miss much and this is my blog

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

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.

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

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

Oh Rats!

Aunt LLS has a suitcase on her bed. She's putting stuff into it and will go back to her cats tomorrow.

She gave me a long cat massage today. I don't even feel my old sports injuries from chasing mice, beating up Fish and running madcap through the house late at night.

I feel like a new cat!

I wish she could live with us. She gave us Greenies today! I got most of them!

Sadly,

Whistle,

Greenies, the Preferred Treat of this Blog