Tabby Talk Part 1

Dude, what is up with you? You hated me since the start!
Nope, Max I don't hate you. Don't like you much, but don't hate you.
Why? What did I ever do to you?
Hey, Tommy let you in. And you had to be all kitteny cute!
Huh?
Oh, yea. I remember. It was little after Sammy went to Heaven and..
Word tell, he hated YOU!
Sammy did not! Yea, some tension but we' curl at times. I hated he got sick
Perry, we've never curled. You just air swat at me.
Hush, I'm talkin'! From the first second you saw Tommy...
I was all over her! Tommy just seemed so nice and like she loved me right off.
That was the problem...she DID.
And Tommy smelled like vanilla!
Hmm. Is that why you hog the bottom of the ice cream bowl when it's vanilla?
Hee, Hee. Whatever dude. The deal is you are jelly-US! Green ain't your color! .
Nope. Ain't either. Grown man cat-City Tiger of this Jungle, I am and..
Me and my sister and chum Peyton all moved in! Ruined your style!
As I said-
And I say, that blew your fur covered brain. Then my sister had babies!
Grrr. Those four little mice were born. Two of em left, but, ugh- the worst ones stayed!
Those are my nephews, dude-watch your fangs!
Watch the tail,fat boy! You know I'll swat you in hot cat nip second!

Will Perry and MaxMaxx make up?
Will MaxMaxx roll over and crush Perry?
Will they both forget any of this cuz Tommy shakes the bag of treats?
Stay tuned.
Same cat time!
Same cat channel!

Thursday This

Uncle MaxMaxx

Wanted to show

He could do something more than just well...cat nap. :)

Uncle MaxMaxx was stretched up doing his best gaze out the infamous window by Tommy

As she did her PC work.
Uncle MaxMaxx wanted to shock Tommy enough so she would stop and pay attention to him.

So Uncle MaxMaxx stood up.

Literally.

Crazy Uncle.

Share Sunday

Received two really cool pictures yesterday. And I want everybody to see them!

First: my all black cat chum, Simba, who is sitting in his new bathtub. Simba lives with his human, Ms Master's Degree. They live in Dallas too. Just a little bit aways from us. Tommy really likes how Ms. Master's Degree and Simba re-did their bathroom. Gives Tommy ideas. That scares me.
The second picture is from our chums, Maggy, Zoey and their human Ann. Tommy says she LOVES this picture. Of course she does, it's ME! Tommy says I gotta stop being all arrogant. I don't know what that means. Since she says I need to stop it....I won't. :) A big headbonk to Maggy, Zoey and Ann. I like it lots! THANK YOU!

Enjoy your Sunday everybody!

Thursday Truce

After the crock pot thing yesterday, Tommy seems to love us again. She says the crock pot still heats up--so all is OK. I don't know what that means, but Tommy says stuff is all OK, I'm OK.

Speaking of something heated: cranky ol sour puss, Perry usually avoids us. He hisses at me. Daddy Peyton tries to bump heads with him--I guess cuz they're both ginger tabbies (Perry says he IS orange--whatever!) well, Perry doesn't feel any of that. When it comes to Tommy, he must be the closest to her--always.

But then this picture. Kind of a truce at the OK Kitty Coral. So Perry has his back to Mommy and Uncle MaxMaxx. They all seem at ease. Hmm. Maybe the back side is the BEST side for cranky ol sour pusses...

Don't tell Perry.

ManCat Monday Max

I see some other cats have ManCat Monday so instead of ME, I thought I would show off one of my favorite ManCats: my Uncle MaxMaxx. I say he's fat. He says he's just big boned. Uncle MaxMaxx likes to climb around Tommy's back when she sits at the PC. She laughs and says "Oh, Big Boy!" Uncle MaxMaxx meows then. Against Tommy's legs, MaxMaxx puts ALL his 'big boned weight there and she nearly falls over. A forklift, Tommy says, is needed to pick him up. When Uncle MaxMaxx is stretched on the bed, belly up and snores galore, Tommy says she says he's so cute and how much she loves my Uncle.

Hmm. I bet not as much as ME!

Don't tell Uncle MaxMaxx

Wednesday Wimsy

Mommy finally can lean on me now.

After all the times I've leaned on her.

She's my Best Girl.

And Tommy knows.

Saturday Site

Today it's about ME: Perry! The KING of this city jungle not the Cranky Ol Sour Puss which the kid cat Noir calls me. I am the handsome orange tabby or maybe you'd call me ginger tabby. I like orange because tigers are orange and got stripes---like ME.

Anyway Tom (that's what I call her instead of Tommy) had her get together with her litter of writer friends today. Came home all happy and excited because one of them is gonna be published in some book about chickens. No-wait, that's not it. Hmm. It's chicken soup! I like chicken soup. OK--wait. The kid cat Noir just told me: Chicken Soup for the Soul. Tom's writer friend wrote about being a twin. So? This cat Tom brought in had the kid cat Noir and three others. Oh well, Tom is happy for the writer, so I'll be happy for the writer friend too. I still like chicken soup. Does anybody write about that?

The kid cat Noir posts kitten pictures of himself. Hiss. I was here WAY before any em. Before they invaded MY space and MY Tom. So here's a picture of ME now and one when I was about the kid cat Noir's age. Just something about my pretty orange fur. When Tom took me to the doctor the first time, he said Tom would enjoy my disposition. I didn't know what meant, I was too busy trying to jump off the table. Tom says, through the years I've never bored her. Purr-fect felines are like that.

Speaking of bore, back to my picture. The yawn I have? Even tho I was a kid cat back then- I already ready knew something in the future would bore me to sleep: Noir.

How in the world can I be called cranky when I'm just honest?

Friday at Our House

This is Mommy and my brother Earl Gray. Tommy says he was the last born.
She got up the next morning, and saw four itty bitty baby cats.
When the night before there were three.
Earl Gray arrived...late as usual!

I love my brother. Mommy loves him too. But I think she loves me better.

Don't tell Earl Gray.

Show n Tell Sunday

I wanted to show more pictures to show all my cat chums and their humans. These were when I was really itty bitty and don't remember at all. Mommy says sometimes she misses us being so itty bitty. And when Tommy came home from what she says was getting her praise on....I don't know what means-she had a big ol' thing of ice cream! Does mean our diet is over? There will be some mighty good bottom of the bowl ice cream lickin's when we watch Desperate Housewives tonight! Enjoy the pictures!
Me
Uncle MaxMaxx checks out his niece and nephew (ME!)

Me and Mommy snackin

Earl Gray

Earl Gray and Mommy

Earl Gray and Mommy now