GOTCHA DAY on Torbie Thursday

Mooch. Yea. Mooch. HER.
 Two years. Count em. Two.
Seems more like 200...
Since that fateful night Ms. SheStillBad got trapped within about one second and Tommy had to...just HAD to, bring her in! Mommy checked our newest roommate just minutes after Tommy just HAD to bring Mooch in....

Really?

After all this time, I still am kinda out in the litter box on Tommy's decision.

Sure, OK, Mooch was kinda itty bitty to be out on her own--but, but..she was out in the shed, mooching off us for 8 whole months, which was more like  eleventy gazillion. Heck, Mooch lived somewhere before she picked  our backyard. Why couldn't she just go BACK--even after Tommy made sure Mooch got her ladycat surgery? Tommy says Mooch needed to have this surgery even if she stayed in with us or not.

And Tommy even gets real honest and says, she knew Mooch really did have a home, maybe in the next block. Tommy would see Mooch run across the street after she ate on our patio. So Tommy decided once Mooch got all healed from her surgery--if Mooch acted like she wanted to go outside--like get by the door, meow. .you know what we kitties do, Tommy would let Mooch out.

Never happened because Mooch never did it.

The only thing Mooch did for awhile, was look out a window-towards the way she would run across the street. 

Tommy always wondered if she was doing the right thing--keeping Mooch inside and all. I tried to ask Mooch, but hissin'  is what I'd get for an answer. 
Told ya, She-bad!

Anymew, fast forward to Gotcha Day 2014. Mooch doesn't look out  across the street anymore. When Tommy and Mooch spend time together, the newest cat on the block is all speedboat motor purr. 

When it comes to us, "toleration"  the word. Mooch, still doesn't really cuddle with anybody 'cept for Daddy Peyton and Tommy....but I think Mooch really wants to. Even after she does a hiss or two--and  that's not so much anymore either.

So as much as I hate to admit 

I guess Ms. Call Me Ms. Mooch is

here to stay.

*sigh*

Happy 2nd Gotcha Day Anniversary, Mooch!

Tabby Too Cute

Brother Earl Gray

Ya know somethin'?

I think Brother is tryin' to steal

MY place in Tommy's heart!

Why?

Cuz Brother tries to play the "too cute cat' card and

Follows her EVERYWHERE

He even sits by Tommy feeties when she stands

In front of  her litter box mirror and puts

Make up on her face.

 When Brother meows and rubs against Tommy's legs.

She blubbers: 

Oh my Baby Earl GWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!

Thought I was Tommy's Baby? What's up with that? Conspiracy, I tell ya!

Twilight Tabby Tease

ME!

Tommy got  home from work

Gushes all over us like hasn't seen us for DAYS!

Tommy grabs that rusty rickity camera of hers and

Starts to point at ME.  Tommy says

"Oh my baby Noir! You look so cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuute!"

Well,  yes...yes, I know,

However, a man cat who will 4 years old in 10 days
Just doesn't always pose on command--
I mean, humans don't seem to get our command
To clean the box tol we 'command' someplace we shouldn't...
Hence my, "Tabby turns this way, that way and not YOUR way" pose...
.....humans....

Shock Saturday

As Mommy and Brother Earl Gray
Sniffed in Saturday
I looked like this:

Why?

Cuz this morning, Tommy looked like

I'd never done seen her before..

She had on a DRESS!

Ya know, I had to Google Images,

Cuz I wasn't quite sure what it was....

Turns out Tommy was headed to the

Remembering Mom luncheon where humans 

Celebrate and remember the memories of their

Moms in Heaven--
A man human was there from Dallas' TV Channel 8
Filming and interviewing folks, so it may be on the news
Tommy thinks she'll be a star--
I think Tommy oughta clean our litter boxes
We're the stars of THIS here show!

What Those Humans Do

So Tommy opens the shower door to step out

And she looks down sees ME on the rug

Instead of saying:

"Oh my little baby Noir, sweetie pie and best striped mancat in the whole wide universe!"

Tommy says: HOW did you get in here?

See, Tommy shut the door to her litter box right in my face.

Instead of saying:

"Oh my goodness! You're sweetest and strongest snookums Noir in the whole wide universe!"

Tommy says: You need to move or you might get stepped on.

I didn't budge.

So the rug was small.

I pushed the door in to be close to HER.

Who cares if only 15 or minutes passed since the litter box door was shut in my face?

OK. Tommy tried (I think) to not step on me. She did nip some of my tail.

Instead of saying:

"Oh little baby darling Noir, most lovey dovey kitty in the whole wide universe, did I hurt you?"

Tommy says: See, I told you to move!

I budged then. I pawed the door open and took my exit.

I haven't looked at Tommy since.

Well, maybe I did. Just a little. When Tommy put down our food bowls. Priorities.

That's ONE part she got right today.

Humans. Ya gotta love em.