Wowsa Wow: June 12th is OUR BIRTHDAY!!!

Hello everybody!!
Can you believe that these two
itty bitty baby boy kitties:

Are 10 years old today??  

 Yep-- ME and my Brother Earl Gray!! Tommy says she can't 

believe it neither.  Says she it seems like yesterday

Me and Brother both fit in the palm of her hand and had yet to grow

into our ears!  Our human says she loved

  us from the very start, even tho

Tommy did try to find me another furr-ever home. 

Not til her co-worker dilly dallied to make up her mind

as we all sat outside at Starbucks (I didn't get anything)

and I looked into Tommy's eyes, Tommy says she knew

we were furr-ever and never looked back!

So ten whole years later, we still are going strong--

And Tommy still says we are her babies.

And I like it like that!

Brother Earl Gray, our sweet Mommy and ME!

Together then, now and furr-ever! 

PS. I can't believe it's been a year since I was on my OWN blog.

 I told Tommy I wanna to start bloggin' again. The human admits she's missed MY blog too. 

So we are gonna try to do a good move and 

get back into some kind of bloggin' groove! Stay tuned!  

 xxxooo Noir

Sunday Easy and Birthdays

Me and Brother Earl Gray are 9 years old today--
and Tommy almost forgot!
And how could Tommy forget the bestest day ever???

See the little photo? It's one of the first ever 'before' photos of ME and Brother Earl Gray as itty bitty kitties--as we lean against Mommy.
Even if Tommy almost forgot our birthday, our human says we will forever be her babies--and I am OK with that!

Wordless on Wednesday

Oh wow!  I can't believe how long it's been since I blogged!!! --

 And I blame Tommy.

Everything is good. Everything is cool. 

My human just needs to get her priorities back in the right direction: ME!

In the meantime, while I work on Tommy:

Mooch shows how she and Daddy Peyton

 are still all buddy buddy.

Hmm.

Why does Ms. MeanGirlCat still get hissy at ME??

Whatever. 

Tuxie Tuesday

Sweet Mommy




looks out an open window and is 
pretty sure Spring is really 
on the way!

Wordless on Wednesday

Brother Earl Gray

He always seems to go for the cute factor

and Tommy just ooogles over it....

Friday Feast

ME



deciding if Tommy
needs a bit more
 ham on those fingers....

Wordless on Wednesday

ME

On ManCat Monday

Together still with a leg up:

Sister and Brother

aka Edie and MaxMaxx

more so aka 

my sweet Mommy and my hero Uncle!

Lotsa Love Today

To everyone:

Tuxie on Tuesday

My Uncle MaxMaxx



Tommy wants to gussy up Uncle a by getting him a bowtie.
Not sure how that would go over...In the meantime, handsome is as handsome does--
That's my hero, Uncle MaxMaxx!

Wordless Wednesday

The colds are back in Dallas, so...

Brother Earl Gray and ME get

some warmth going on...

How many days til Spring???

Tuesday Tabby

ME





With a little bit of tickle from Tommy on the side. ....I like it!

Wordless on Wednesday

On Monday....

Two mancats

aka

ME and my Uncle MaxMaxx

do what comes pretty naturally.

Not bad. Not bad at all.

Feline Friday Fall Out

My Brother Earl Gray.....

Kinda says it all, huh? 

Tabby Thursday

Daddy Peyton








It is all about a boxful of gingerlicious cuteness!!

Wordless on Wednesday

Mooch...





is she really?  

1st Sunday of 2016

....and nice to know not much has changed in the New Year!

 Mommy, Uncle MaxMaxx, Brother Earl Gray and ME

do our Sunday easy curl best....

2016 is gonna be a good!

Wordless on Wednesday

ME....

That One Tabby Cat and Santa Claus

Me and Perry in 2009--during a peaceful moment

 *****Tis the time of year for re-telling of Tommy’s 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 who passed away cancer. So Sammy and Perry made Tommy smile.  And Tommy thought a picture with Santa would make a lot of smiles.

Perry: The Cat Who Beat Up Santa Claus

*****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.