Terrific Tuesday

We couldn’t wait for Mom to get home from that work place tonight.

We just had a feeling all three of us were going to go outside.

The birds were singing and the squirrels were running around in our yard.  They didn’t seem to care that we were coming outside to join them.

Here’s a little look at our exciting time tonight.

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Mom, you’ve got lots of work to do.  Where did all these leaves come from?  Did the snow grow them?

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Don’t worry, Mom.  I’ll help clean them up!  Just look at what a fine job I’m doing!!

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Mom says this is my “Hunter Boy” pose.  She said she loves it ‘cuz it shows off all the colors of my furs.

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This is what I did when Mom said we won’t be able to play outside tomorrow night ‘cuz it will be raining.  I wasn’t happy!

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When we came inside Mom turned our toy on for us.  The feather dances all over the place.  It just didn’t seem to have the fascination that all the sights and sounds outside had, though.

Well, we hope you enjoyed our adventure outside.  We also hope that “snow” stuff is gone for good now……..and so does Mom.

 

Caturday Winter Art

Hi, Readers!  Mom’s home today and now she’s seeing what our days are like.  We play hard in the morning and then we nap.  Mom caught me with one of the toys that I had pulled out of the toy box.  She thought I looked so cute.  Then she used LunaPic to change it and make it all arty.  She did all this while I continued to sleep.  Steinbeck was sleeping way up on top of the computer desk so he wasn’t even bothering me………for a change!  I hope you enjoy the picture.

Here’s the original one:

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Here’s how she changed it:

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Don’t forget to check out what our friends did on Athena’s Caturday Art Blog Hop.

Gotcha!

The Pose Small

Mom discovered something this morning when she was looking at her face in a book.

Steinbeck, that’s Facebook.

Whatever.  She discovered that today is my one year Gotcha Anniversary!!!

You mean I’ve had to put up with you for a whole year already?

Yep!  And you love me!

Mom said I could share some of my baby pictures.

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This was the picture they took of me the first time I visited the doctor’s house.  I told Mom to have them take another picture!  Look at my helicopter ears!!!

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This is me exploring the doghouse that Mom’s brother made for her work.  Hemingway and I share it.

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This is me sleeping.  I did a lot of it when I was little.

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In fact, I still do.

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This is me exploring what Hemingway says is a kitty washing machine.

From the Mom:  Hemingway, don’t lie to your little brother.  I would never use that to wash either one of you.  We use that only for the dishes.  No kitties!

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Here I am eating with my big brother.  Hemingway looks really really big here.  Mom said she was glad we became good friends so fast.  If you notice, I am protecting my food in case Hemingway dared to take a bite.

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Here I am playing with my big brother, Hemingway.  He’s still bigger than me, but I’m trying to catch up as fast as I can.

Mom, I just want to thank you for “gotcha’ing” me.  I’m so glad you came to the Humane Society to adopt me.  I just knew we would be the bestest buddies.  Thank you for adopting my big brother, too.

Mom, you made my life special!

 

Help Wanted

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Mom said we are little piggies.

She said, you’re the little piggy, Steinbeck.

All I wanted was this special toy.

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So I closed my eyes and started digging.  I used this foot first.  Then I just kept going.  I noticed that you came over to see what I was doing.

I couldn’t believe the mess you were making!  Look what you did!!

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Now Mom says we have to hire a maid to pick up after us ‘cuz she’s getting tired of doing it and we seem to forget to do it.

How do we hire a maid?  Will the maid take catnip as pay?  I don’t have any human money stuff.  I don’t even know what a maid is.  I’m going to go play with my toys.

Readers, I live with him all the time!

 

Little Brothers…..What More Can I Say?

Mom says I’m a furry, four-footed wrecking ball.  What does she mean by that, Hemingway?

Here, I found a picture on the internet thingy.

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Hey….I don’t look like that!  I do love to play with balls, though.  So do you.Wait a minute!!!  Did you do something to this picture of me?  I look like I weigh a million pounds!!!

Never mind your fluffy tummy.  We all know you love food.  Anyway, Mom calls you a wrecking ball ‘cuz you seem to get into EVERYTHING.

So do you!

I’ve grown up a little so I don’t knock everything off the shelves, tables, desks and bookcases.  Even last night you managed to knock down  a round candle and you were chasing it all over the house.

It was fun!

You also do lots of exploring, as evidenced in the following photo:

Kitty Wash I was just checking things out.  By the way, is this a Kitty Wash machine?  There’s plenty of room for even you!

Steinbeck, get out of there!

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Nobody can see me.  I’m a lamp with a colorful lampshade!

Steinbeck, want to know another way you are a wrecking ball?  You wreck all my peaceful time.Tussle

But you love me!  Besides, this is good exercise for both of us.  Mom said you were supposed to slim down so I’m just helping!

I Don’t Understand!

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Mom told me tonight that I have ants in my pants and Hemingway agreed!!

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I don’t get it. I don’t have any ants and I don’t wear any pants! Besides, even if I did wear pants, none of those colors up there look good to me.

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Is this another one of those human things that I’ll never understand???

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Steinbeck, you’ll grow very old trying to figure out humans!  Mom has told me before that I had ants in my pants so I agreed with her when she told you the same thing.  I figure it must be a family trait or something!

Our Idea of Labor Day

We think humans have it all wrong.

We’ve had “Labor Day” at our house all weekend and we’re tired of it.

There was a man with strange blue feet who brought in some big equipment and sucked up all our hair and smells out of the carpet.  We thought Mom would be mad ‘cuz he made it wet, but she didn’t care.

Before that Mom and her brother were moving furniture all over the place and we couldn’t find anything!  Our favorite sleeping spots were gone.

Then they used that noisy sucky thing on all the carpets.  Way too much work!!!

First of all, this is the perfect day for naps:

This is my inside out, upside down sleeping pose.  Mom says she can’t even tell where my head is.  Believe me, it is still attached!

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This is my adorable pose!  I win!P1040397

 

 

 

 

 

 

Another thing that’s perfect for today is playing with our treat toy.  Mom “hides” treats in it and then we set them free.

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Finally, it is a wonderful day for playing with our toys!!

 

 

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Mom?  Did you notice that this feather thing looks just like Hemingway’s tail???  I think that’s hilarious!

 

 

 

 

 

 

So, we want to wish all of you humans and fur people a…………

Happy Napping Day

Happy Treat Day

Happy Playing Day

But let’s not call this LABOR DAY!!!

High Five!!!

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It’s MY Birthday!!!!  This is the day to celebrate me!!! 

I’m five years old today.  That’s one paw, as I’m showing you in that less than graceful pose Mom took of me one day.  I am now convinced that “High Five” was created so we could celebrate five years.  It’s one paw or one hand!  It works for humans and fur people.  It’s pretty neat.

So, we had a little party today and of course Hemingway had to join in.  Mom says we have to share.  When he has his birthday, I get treats and toys, too…..so I guess it’s only fair.

Here’s what happened when Mom surprised me with the toys and treats.

Let's see what all is here!
Let’s see what all is here!
Hemingway has already decided he gets the carrot and I've decided I want the blue fishy.
Hemingway has already decided he gets the carrot and I’ve decided I want the blue fishy.
Oh how I love you fishy!!!
Oh how I love you fishy!!!
It's you and me forever, fishy!
It’s you and me forever, fishy!

Mom here:  I just want to wish my little orange boy a very happy birthday.  It’s hard to believe he’s five.  I still remember when I first got him and I had no idea he would grow this big.  He’s a good companion for Hemingway, even if they pretend not to like each other all the time.  Thanks for adding so much joy to my life,boys.