Whistle Here

Happy New Year all Ye Kittys!

Our Aunt Songbird is here! She brought ME a copy of the Aristocats! I'll watch it today with her. Just me and maybe Dubby and Fish. Sister can watch too but not on Aunt Songbird's lap. Just me.

We have new weather here. It's cold here. Yes, not hot like we have most of the year. This new weather makes my fur upset and my paws chilly. Adventure Cat went outside today but didn't stay long. He said he had emails to write but it was too cold even for a cat who loves Adventure. Sister likes the cold. Andy slept inside with us because he was cold. Mom says 22 degrees means water bowls free up into little ice rinks for birds.

Our birds are beautiful. I watched them at the bird feeders yesterday and counted thirty hundred twelve birds eating. Some eat at the feeder while others pick food off the ground.

If you don't mind, I need to go tell Fish something so I have to go.

Love,
Whistle This is my blog. Just me.

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

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

Happy New Year

Our family had lots of people over to eat ham, cabbage and black-eyed peas with rice.


The ham was on the kitchen counter.


This picture is not from our house because Mom said she doesn't serve New Year's Day company on red plastic plates.

All I know is that I didn't get any ham. Nobody with furry feet got any.

We had to take our naps in Mom's bedroom. Away from the food and people.



Next year, I'm going the the par tay and eat HAM.


I'll be 3 this year. On August 28th if you need to write this in your new 2008 agenda.

Love,
Whistle

At our house, we get to play "cat baby" everyday.

Mom or LD picks us up and holds us like a baby on our backs.

we don't care for it.

Fish says Santa Claws is watching us to see if we are good so we have to be nice about "cat baby".

Do your people make you do goofy stuff at your house?

Fish

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

Guest Blogger: Fish

Dear Friends,

Monday is my next appointment with Dr. D. my vet. I'll have x-rays taken to see if my leg is healing with the new pins and graft. I know I'm doing well because I walk on my hurt leg and put pressure on it. My leg doesn't hurt.

I'm ready to leave my hermitage and return to the world! I've spent time meditating, thinking, contemplating, reading and having deep thoughts. Now it is time for me to leave my confinement pen and race around the house like a crazy cat. Really.

Thank you for praying for me. I know your prayers helped me heal and continue to do so. Thank you for my birthday presents and for putting up with my brother.

Whistle is cruising for a bruising. As a Brother, I shouldn't let him get on my last nerve. He sticks his paws into my pen to get my cat crunchies. He grabs my tail when I stick it out of the cage (like when I'm sleeping). He gets to sleep with our people in their bed and I can't.

Just so you know,

Fish

Oh, yeah, just paint your cat's rear end for entertainment.

'Nuff said,

Whistle

P.S. Thank you, Aunt S'bird, for helping me have my own blog sign-in. Now I can post what I want.