Showing posts with label cat brothers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cat brothers. Show all posts
May 26, 2010
February 5, 2010
Friday Face Off
Hello Everybuddy! Earl Gray here again. Just wanted to show you guys what Noir looked liked after he said I could post on HIS blog again.
Noir is wierd when it comes to chow time. Tommy has a bowl for each of us. Noir never comes to his bowl until everybody has eaten. Noir sits and peaks around the corner.
And all of those little stuffed beanie animals Tommy has- During the night, Noir will tote them and drop em in Tommy's bed. So when Tommy wakes up--she surrounded by more animals than just us. I don't get it really. Those beanie animals don't purr. I just like to glue me to Tommy's leg and fall asleep.
Oh, and we gotta fireplace that Tommy doesn't every really know if the chimney thingy is ever really open--Tommy guesses it must not be when all this smoke comes back in the house and the alarm goes off and we all run under the bed and Tommy has to open the windows and it's freezing outside...the point of this story is, when Tommy isn't trying to burn the house down, Noir likes to try to run up to and get on mantle of the fireplace. The problem with that is--the fireplace is made out of stone.
My brother Noir is kinda in his own zone. Doesn't meow at you, but will stare you down. But ya know, all in all, Noir really isn't so bad.
Just don't tell him I said so.
Not too happy, eh? Oh well. Ya know my brother Noir goes into his own zone sometimes....well, ALOT of times. For one, Noir has this big thing that he's my big brother. Well--he is--kinda. By a couple hours--if that. You know the story, Mom had 4 of us. Three of us were born under Tommy's bed. Tommy put Mom and 3 babies in their own bed, in Tommy's litter box room and shut the door. Tommy woke up the next morning, and there were 4 babies instead of 3. I was number 4. So yea, Noir is older but not THAT older.
Noir is wierd when it comes to chow time. Tommy has a bowl for each of us. Noir never comes to his bowl until everybody has eaten. Noir sits and peaks around the corner.
And all of those little stuffed beanie animals Tommy has- During the night, Noir will tote them and drop em in Tommy's bed. So when Tommy wakes up--she surrounded by more animals than just us. I don't get it really. Those beanie animals don't purr. I just like to glue me to Tommy's leg and fall asleep.
Oh, and we gotta fireplace that Tommy doesn't every really know if the chimney thingy is ever really open--Tommy guesses it must not be when all this smoke comes back in the house and the alarm goes off and we all run under the bed and Tommy has to open the windows and it's freezing outside...the point of this story is, when Tommy isn't trying to burn the house down, Noir likes to try to run up to and get on mantle of the fireplace. The problem with that is--the fireplace is made out of stone.
My brother Noir is kinda in his own zone. Doesn't meow at you, but will stare you down. But ya know, all in all, Noir really isn't so bad.
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