Tuxie in Thought

Tis supposed to be winter, yet Uncle MaxMaxx



does a perch in a open window for Bird TV. The weather humans say the Dallas temp to be 73 degrees today --again--just like yesterday. Hmm. 
Looks like Santa will be doing Christmas in short sleeves!

Merry Christmas!!!

Purrs, hugs, headbonks, 
catnip and 
lotsa love to everyone--
From our house to yours!!

xxxxoooo  Noir, Mommy, Daddy Peyton, Uncle MaxMaxx, Brother Earl Gray, Tommy......and yes, even Mooch

Tabby Terrific Memory on Christmas Eve 2014

Ya know, the re-telling of this epic adventure was in order.  :)  I posted this last Christmas, which actually was re-post from another Christmas.  The story makes Tommy smile, and all of our whiskers tickle. Just makes us feel closer to the real King of our household, who I am sure is going between the laps of Tommy's Mommy and Daddy in Heaven. So grab a coffee or some catnip and re-again for the first time and hope you enjoy!  MERRY CHRISTMAS!!

Perry--the cranky (not really) ol' sour puss who will always be the true King Cat of our chateau d'chat. So hard to believe Perry has watched over us from Heaven since 2010.  Eventho our house is filled with lotsa purrs( mine are loudest!) and hisses (Ms. She-bad Mooch), there still is certain kind of quiet. Tommy says I remind her most of Perry.  I'm big like Perry was, before he got sick--and how I make sure I cuddle close to Tommy at night. I hog a pillow just like Perry did too. This talk makes my whiskers tickle which makes me wanna do do two things:  First to show a photo, from 2009, how Perry and ME did get along--kinda.

And the other is Tommy's re-telling of  the Perry and jolly ol' St. Nick Notorious. Let's just say, Tommy has YET to attempt the same yuletide action with any of us. 'cause, I mean, how can you when you hear about:

December 23, 2010

Perry: The Cat Who Beat Up Santa Claus....

Tis the time of year Tommy’s re-tells the story about a Christmas long ago—in 2001 (way before my  Mommy was even born!)-when Tommy wanted to get pictures made with her kitties and Santa Claus. Tommy had a snowshoe Siamese Sammy and 5 ½ month old orange itty but not so bitty tabby kitty Perry then. The kitties gave Tommy so much comfort and joy since Tommy’s daddy went to Heaven in October that year, and just a month later so did Siamese tabby mix before kitty Brenner. He had cancer. So Sammy and Perry made Tommy smile.

   And Tommy thought a picture with Santa would make a lot of smiles.

**On a Saturday afternoon, Tommy packed up Perry and headed to PetsMart to get in line for Santa. She decided to take one kitty at a time. Would be easier she thought. While Tommy and Perry waited, there were other kitties there looking for fur-ever homes. Tommy kinda wanted to get one—so she could have three. But Tommy never had THAT many kitties before! In about 5 years she’d know how that felt….anymew. Tommy and Perry waited as a big black puppy got his turn with Santa. The puppy was sweet and barked just once. Got his picture made and all was good.

*Tommy says you could almost say she glowed.  She loved her some Perry, who had quite the personality. Tommy couldn’t wait for the picture and was happy when Santa motioned them up. By this time Tommy held Perry, in her hands. He  just meowed a couple times. Nothing major, Tommy thought.

**So Tommy says to Santa, “This is Perry.” Santa is jolly and says, “Well, hello Perry” and starts to take Perry out of Tommy’s arms.

*Wrong move, Ol’ St. Nick.

**The next thing, Tommy says, is you heard Perry screamin’ and hissin’ and saw his orange arms just flyin’! Tommy still had a hold of Perry, who had a hold of Santa and Santa’s glasses were coming off his face. Somehow, Tommy held Perry. Peeled him off of Santa and got him in the carrier.

**The carrier rocked to and fro with Perry still screamin’. Tommy says her she knows her eyes were as wide as all get out. She stared at Santa whose glasses were crooked. When Santa took the glasses off, there was blood above his eyebrow and then Tommy saw blood from Santa's temple. The she saw the blood drops in Santa’s white beard. Tommy was in shock. Didn’t know what to do. The only thing out of her mouth was:

**“He’s had his shots.” 

**Then Tommy started apologizin’. She didn’t know if the police were gonna come and haul off her and Perry. Who would bail them out of the pound? Everybody in the store just stopped and stared. Tommy just apologized over and over. Perry finally got quiet. I guess he had to catch his breath. Mrs. Claus came over and said to Santa: “He got you pretty good.” She left for a few minutes and came back with a first aid kit.

**Tommy just stood there as Mrs. Claus put stuff on Santa's wounds. Santa said, “Oh, it’s all right. He was scared.” Tommy apologized for the millionth time and declined Santa’s to try again. Instead Tommy chose to walk fast, yet tread lightly out of PetsMart just in case the police DID come.

**Once out in the parking lot, two ladies were walking puppies that wanted furr-ever homes. One of em looked at Tommy and asked, “You the one with the cat that tore up Santa?”

*Tommy was embarrassed and nodded.  Then the lady started laughing. The lady walking a puppy came up and was told, “Yea, this is her.” That lady started laughing. Tommy says she had to laugh too. The first lady said, “Well, if Santa is gonna pose with animals, something like this might happen. Ya know, he had the dog right before. That probably spooked him. ”  The first lady wanted to see Perry.  So when Tommy opened the carrier, the first lady, said **"Yea, you look like a fighter!"  And laughed more. They all did. **Tommy realizes the lady could be right. She still felt bad. The first lady says, “Ya know, that was funny. You heard that cat through the store. Santa knows the perils."

** Tommy took Perry home. Sammy never even got the chance to get a picture with Santa. Tommy said no more. Not gonna risk it. 

**And no police ever did show up. *The first time I heard Tommy tell the story, Perry sat close with his ears back. I later got enough nerve to ask him what was he thinking the day he beat up Santa Claus. Perry didn’t want to answer then he realized I wasn’t gonna stop buggin' him.  Perry’s answer?

**The cranky ol sour puss now a feisty feline in Heaven said he went ballistic cuz he didn’t know who Santa WAS! Yep. All the 5 ½ month old Perry saw was a big ol’ stranger in a red suit, with big belly and a bunch white hair and beard. The black puppy getting his picture made before him didn’t scare Perry---SANTA DID. 

** Tommy's never taken any of us to het pictures with Santa. She says her heart just couldn't take it.  Hey, I'd be good.  I wouldn't beat up nobody. Except--well, I would maybe hiss a time or two, to show how ferocious I can be and just in Perry's memory. who is still our King of this house and watches over us-would smile on that!

Sammy and Perry One

Two of  Tommy's smiles..

(Which make ME still smile today! )

On Saturday

So answer ME this:

Do extra doses of cutecat-ness
Translate into more 
Christmas gifts  cheer??

5th is FINE!

Yes, indeedy it is, cuz today is my 5th Blogoversary!  
Yep!! Who woulda thought That after all my threatening
To NOT purr,Tommy finally got the message, 
about ME being part of the world wide web??
HUMANS! At least Tommy  holds my prized prey pretty good.
So in these 5 years, I want to thank all of YOU-
For being with me those first days as I learned my
Way 'round the blogosphere, to tears shed when Perry
ran off to Heaven, to trying to help me grasp WHY Mooch even had to move inside with us (I'm still wondering...)
And to the scary health story-with a happy ending--of my Uncle MaxMaxx,
Then we all got to spend another Christmas together with a New Year
Just round the kitty korner. All this makes me realize how blessed I am.
Tommy says there will be special eats today, my choice to get on her
Lap as we watch as many Perry Mason episodes I wanna watch, and lots o' kisses and cuddles.
Yep, being 5th, with Mommy and Brother Earl Gray is 'specially fine

...because we still got a Caturday

to get our curl on too!

Have a wonderful weekend everybody--

xxxooo Noir

Day After Christmas

Mooch.

  Ms. She-is-Bad is kinda mad.

See, Santa didn't bring the

Cashmere covered window sill perch

Her Royal HIghness wanted.

So until further notice,

Mooch will rest on a pile of

Clothes--like the rest of us. 

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!

From our chateau to yours!

We are blessed to have all

 of you in our lives--

Never let the wonderment end !

xxxooo
Noir, Mommy, Uncle MaxMaxx, Daddy Peyton, 
Brother Earl Gray, Mooch (even her!) 
and Tommy

Itty bitty kitty Tommy gettin' the scoop from a friend-

Christmas Tabby Cat Eve...

Short, sweet simple and to the point:

Just in case there was any doubt...
Make sure milk and catnip are set out :)

Monday ManCat Christmas Memory

Perry--the cranky (not really) ol' sour puss who will always be the
true King Cat of our chateau d'chat. So hard to believe Perry has watched over us from Heaven since 2010.  Eventho our house is filled with lotsa purrs (mine are loudest!) and hisses (Ms. She-bad Mooch), there still is certain kind of quiet. Tommy says I remind her most of Perry.  I'm big like Perry was, before he got sick--and how I make sure I cuddle close to Tommy at night. I hog a pillow just like Perry did too. This talk makes my whiskers tickle which makes me wanna do do two things:  
First to show a photo, from 2009, how Perry and ME did get along--kinda.

And the other is Tommy's re-telling of  Perry's adventure with jolly ol' St. Nick. Let's just say Tommy has YET to attempt the same yuletide action with any of us. 'cause, I mean, how can you when:

December 23, 2010

Perry: The Cat Who Beat Up Santa Claus....

Tis the time of year Tommy’s re-tells the story about a Christmas long ago—in 2001 (way before my  Mommy was even born!)-when Tommy wanted to get pictures made with her kitties and Santa Claus. Tommy had a snowshoe Siamese Sammy and 5 ½ month old orange itty but not so bitty tabby kitty Perry then. The kitties gave Tommy so much comfort and joy since Tommy’s daddy went to Heaven in October that year, and just a month later so did Siamese tabby mix before kitty Brenner. He had cancer. So Sammy and Perry made Tommy smile.

And Tommy thought a picture with Santa would make a lot of smiles.

**On a Saturday afternoon, Tommy packed up Perry and headed to PetsMart to get in line for Santa. She decided to take one kitty at a time. Would be easier she thought. While Tommy and Perry waited, there were other kitties there looking for fur-ever homes. Tommy kinda wanted to get one—so she could have three. But Tommy never had THAT many kitties before! In about 5 years she’d know how that felt….anymew. Tommy and Perry waited as a big black puppy got his turn with Santa. The puppy was sweet and barked just once. Got his picture made and all was good.
**Tommy says you could almost say she glowed.  She loved her some Perry, who had quite the personality. Tommy couldn’t wait for the picture and was happy when Santa motioned them up. Tommy held Perry, in her hands, by this time, and he just meowed a couple times. Nothing major, Tommy thought.
**So Tommy says to Santa, “This is Perry.” Santa is jolly and says, “Well, hello Perry” and starts to take Perry out of Tommy’s arms.
**Wrong move, Ol’ St. Nick.
**The next thing, Tommy says, is you heard Perry screamin’ and hissin’ and saw his orange arms just flyin’! Tommy still had a hold of Perry, who had a hold of Santa and Santa’s glasses were coming off his face. Somehow, Tommy held Perry. Peeled him off of Santa and got him in the carrier.
**The carrier rocked to and fro with Perry still screamin’. Tommy says her she knows her eyes were as wide as all get out. She stared at Santa whose glasses were crooked. When Santa took the glasses off, there was blood above his eyebrow and then Tommy saw blood from Santa's temple. The she saw the blood drops in Santa’s white beard. Tommy was in shock. Didn’t know what to do. The only thing out of her mouth was:
**“He’s had his shots.” 
**Then Tommy started apologizin’. She didn’t know if the police were gonna come and haul off her and Perry. Who would bail them out of the pound? Everybody in the store just stopped and stared. Tommy just apologized over and over. Perry finally got quiet. I guess he had to catch his breath. Mrs. Claus came over and said to Santa: “He got you pretty good.” She left for a few minutes and came back with a first aid kit.
**Tommy just stood there as Mrs. Claus put stuff on Santa's wounds. Santa said, “Oh, it’s all right. He was scared.” Tommy apologized for the millionth time and declined Santa’s to try again. Instead Tommy chose to walk fast, yet tread lightly out of PetsMart just in case the police DID come. 
**Once out in the parking lot, two ladies were walking puppies that wanted furr-ever homes. One of em looked at Tommy and asked, “You the one with the cat that tore up Santa?”
**Tommy was embarrassed and nodded.  Then the lady started laughing. The lady walking a puppy came up and was told, “Yea, this is her.” That lady started laughing. Tommy says she had to laugh too. The first lady said, “Well, if Santa is gonna pose with animals, something like this might happen. Ya know, he had the dog right before. That probably spooked him. ”  The first lady wanted to see Perry.  So when Tommy opened the carrier, the first lady, said **"Yea, you look like a fighter!"  And laughed more. They all did. 
**Tommy realizes the lady could be right. She still felt bad. The first lady says, “Ya know, that was funny. You heard that cat through the store. Santa knows the perils." 
** Tommy took Perry home. Sammy never even got the chance to get a picture with Santa. Tommy said no more. Not gonna risk it. 
**And no police ever did show up. 
**The first time I heard Tommy tell the story, Perry sat close with his ears back. I later got enough nerve to ask him what was he thinking the day he beat up Santa Claus. Perry didn’t want to answer then he realized I wasn’t gonna stop buggin' him.  Perry’s answer?
**The cranky ol sour puss now a feisty feline in Heaven said he went ballistic cuz he didn’t know who Santa WAS! Yep. All the 5 ½ month old Perry saw was a big ol’ stranger in a red suit, with big belly and a bunch white hair and beard. The black puppy getting his picture made before him didn’t scare Perry---SANTA DID. 

** Tommy's never taken any of us to het pictures with Santa. She says her heart just couldn't take it.  Hey, I'd be good.  I wouldn't beat up nobody. Except--well, I would maybe hiss a time or two, to show how ferocious I can be

**And just in Perry's memory. who is still our

**King of this house and watches over this house-would smile on that!

Sammy and Perry One

Two of  Tommy's smiles..

(Which make ME still smile today! )

xxxooo Noir

December 25, 2012

ManCat on Christmas Eve!

Daddy Peyton

Gets blankee ready for the 
Big Chill s'pose to be in the air 
Where some rain or snow or both
Might bring Dallas a 
White Christmas tomorrow!
Santa Claws should be able to 
Make it anyway, anyhow-right? 

Yep.

Any questions? 

An Orange Tabby Christmas Tale

With Christmas being just 'round the bend, I purred real loud to get  Tommy to re-post this, from 2010, this oh so true story from a Yuletide past!  Still makes my whiskers tickle and Tommy smile. So Merry Christmas indeed! 

DECEMBER 23, 2010

Perry: The Cat Who Beat Up Santa Claus....

Tis the time of year Tommy’s re-tells the story about a Christmas long ago—in 2001 (way before my  Mommy was even born!)-when Tommy wanted to get pictures made with her kitties and Santa Claus. Tommy had a snowshoe Siamese Sammy and 5 ½ month old orange itty but not so bitty tabby kitty Perry then. The kitties gave Tommy so much comfort and joy since Tommy’s daddy went to Heaven in October that year, and just a month later so did Siamese tabby mix before kitty Brenner. He had cancer. So Sammy and Perry made Tommy smile.

And Tommy thought a picture with Santa would make a lot of smiles.

**On a Saturday afternoon, Tommy packed up Perry and headed to PetsMart to get in line for Santa. She decided to take one kitty at a time. Would be easier she thought  While Tommy and Perry waited, there were other kitties there looking for fur-ever homes. Tommy kinda wanted to get one—so she could have three. But Tommy never had THAT many kitties before! In about 5 years she’d know how that felt….anymew. Tommy and Perry waited as a big black puppy got his turn with Santa. The puppy was sweet and barked just once. Got his picture made and all was good.
**Tommy says you could almost say she glowed.  She loved her some Perry, who had quite the personality. Tommy couldn't wait for the picture and was happy when Santa motioned them up. Tommy held Perry, in her hands, by this time, and he just meowed a couple times. Nothing major, Tommy thought.
**So Tommy says to Santa, “This is Perry.” Santa is jolly and says, “Well, hello Perry” and starts to take Perry out of Tommy’s arms.
**Wrong move, Ol’ St. Nick.
**The next thing, Tommy says, is you heard Perry screamin’ and hissin’ and saw his orange arms just flyin’! Tommy still had a hold of Perry, who had a hold of Santa and Santa’s glasses were coming off his face. Somehow, Tommy held Perry. Peeled him off of Santa and got him in the carrier.
**The carrier rocked to and fro with Perry still screamin’. Tommy says her she knows her eyes were as wide as all get out. She stared at Santa whose glasses were crooked. When Santa took the glasses off, there was blood above his eyebrow and then Tommy saw blood from Santa's temple. The she saw the blood drops in Santa’s white beard. Tommy was in shock. Didn’t know what to do. The only thing out of her mouth was:
**“He’s had his shots.” 
**Then Tommy started apologizin’. She didn’t know if the police were gonna come and haul off her and Perry. Who would bail them out of the pound? Everybody in the store just stopped and stared. Tommy just apologized over and over. Perry finally got quiet. I guess he had to catch his breath. Mrs. Claus came over and said to Santa: “He got you pretty good.” She left for a few minutes and came back with a first aid kit.
**Tommy just stood there as Mrs. Claus put stuff on Santa's wounds. Santa said, “Oh, it’s all right. He was scared.” Tommy apologized for the millionth time and declined Santa’s to try again. Instead Tommy chose to walk fast, yet tread lightly out of PetSmart just in case the police DID come. 
**Once out in the parking lot, two ladies were walking puppies that wanted furr-ever homes. One of em looked at Tommy and asked, “You the one with the cat that tore up Santa?”
**Tommy was embarrassed and nodded.  Then the lady started laughing. The lady walking a puppy came up and was told, “Yea, this is her.” That lady started laughing. Tommy says she had to laugh too. The first lady said, “Well, if Santa is gonna pose with animals, something like this might happen. Ya know, he had the dog right before. That probably spooked him. ”  The first lady wanted to see Perry.  So when Tommy opened the carrier, the first lady, said **"Yea, you look like a fighter!"  And laughed more. They all did. 
**Tommy realizes the lady could be right. She still felt bad. The first lady says, “Ya know, that was funny. You heard that cat through the store. Santa knows the perils." 
** Tommy took Perry home. Sammy never even got the chance to get a picture with Santa. Tommy said no more. Not gonna risk it. 
**And no police ever did show up. 
**The first time I heard Tommy tell the story, Perry sat close with his ears back. I later got enough nerve to ask him what was he thinking the day he beat up Santa Claus. Perry didn’t want to answer then he realized I wasn’t gonna stop buggin' him.  Perry’s answer?
**The cranky ol sour puss now a feisty feline in Heaven said he went ballistic cuz he didn’t know who Santa WAS! Yep. All the 5 ½ month old Perry saw was a big ol’ stranger in a red suit, with big belly and a bunch white hair and beard. The black puppy getting his picture made before him didn’t scare Perry---SANTA DID. 

** Tommy's never taken any of us to get pictures with Santa. She says her heart just couldn't take it.  Hey, I'd be good.  I wouldn't beat up nobody. Except--well, I would maybe hiss a time or two, to show how ferocious I can be

**And just in Perry's memory. who is still our

**King of this house and watches over this house-would smile on that!

Sammy and Perry One

Two of  Tommy's smiles...

And on this day...

Noir,  Mommy, Daddy Peyton, Brother Earl Gray, Uncle MaxMaxx & Tommy (the human)

xoxox

Wordless Wednesday

Me and Mommy
Click on Mommy's name above 
To see another early post-
We are Wordless there too!  :)