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

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.

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

RGBP Friday Five

Parishioners pushing for carols before you digested your turkey?
Organist refusing to play Advent hymns because he/she already has them planned for Lessons & Carols?
Find yourself reading Luke and thinking of a variety of ways to tell Linus where to stick it? (Lights please.)
Then this quick and easy Friday Five is for you! And for those of you with a more positive attitude, have no fear. I am sure more sacred and reverent Friday Fives will follow.
Please tell us your least favorite/most annoying seasonal....

1) dessert/cookie/family food I like everything. I love Greenies Cat Cookies best of all!
2) beverage (seasonal beer, eggnog w/ way too much egg and not enough nog, etc...) I drink water only so I don't know about the taste of eggnog and beer.
3) tradition (church, family, other) Why can't we climb the Christmas tree? Why bring it inside if we can't climb it, chew it, and play hockey with the ornaments???
4) decoration See Above
5) gift (received or given) Christmas Cat Collars!!!!
BONUS: SONG/CD that makes you want to tell the elves where to stick it. Every CD that ISN'T Jingle Cats

Love from,

Whistle

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

Speaking of Collars

In our house, we wear collars. People enjoy hearing our bells before we jump from doorways.
Andy gets to go outside so he wears a collar for safety. He lost three collars in three days last week! Is he the best or what???

I lost my collar. Now I am running around nekkid. Really.

Dubby is too little for a collar. His neck is about the size of my nose.

When you are nekkid you feel the breeze on your neck when you charge through the house. I feel freed up, ready to race down the hallway!

I know where my "lost" collar is. I'm not telling.

A Wild Cat Named,

Whistle