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Left - Annie, Top - Patsy, Right - Nikolas, Bottom - Dori |
Speaking of Churus, I am happy to report that there will be more for me to enjoy, as Elly has decided she is not a fan, and Fwank blew chunks after his Churu did not sit well in his tummy. I might point out that Fwank had an enormous amount of kibbies in his tummy at the time as he had nommed not only his bweakfast, but also the rest of mine, Elly’s, Opie’s… and probably some of Peaches. It was impwessive, although Momma did not seem impwessed while cleaning up the pile of warm barf.
OPIE: I hate that word. Pet. It makes us sound like we’re possessions. Owned, like a lamp or a couch.
This past week my Momma woke up with a hurt paw, so I have decided to wecord my weekly weport. For those of yoo who have a stwuggle understanding my meow, I have added a twanscript at the very bottom. Hope yoo enjoy! Love, Dori
Anipals loved to pawty and had Wonderpurr Adventures. And no one loved pawties and adventures more than Herman TattleCat.
After Herm and Belle got meowied on Mackinac Island, Michigan with their huge wedding trending Number One on Twitter, they moved into their first home. There Herman built himself an awesome ManCat Cave.
He was so proud of his ManCat Cave that he made it part of the tour when he and Belle threw their first party. You're welcome to join the tour. You might even recognize some familiar faces among the guests.
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No Pink Poufs allowed in ManCat Cave! I'm talkin' to you, PhiBotticelli. |
DORI: Nothing. Yoo aren’t on today’s
discussion panel.
HERMAN: <eases to feet> Do you have any idea how rude you
really are?
RABBIT: I’m not rude, I’m enthusiastic. So, what’s
today’s Hot Topic? Why are cats afraid of cucumbers?
HERMAN: Don’t be stupid.
RABBT: I wasn’t one of over forty thousand Googling
that question last month, dude.
HERMAN: Today’s Hot Topic is:
Feline Urinary
Blockages Can Be Deadly
RABBIT: Naw. That’s not a good topic. How about Do Cats Fart? Ten thousand average searches on Google last month. Lotsa people desperate to find the source of a bad smell in their living rooms.
Dearest Friends, Well, it’s been a Wonderpurr week at my house, the place where I live. I hope yoo are feeling encouraged by the approach of Spring, even if it’s dwagging it’s foots in yoor part of the world. Please treat yoorself to a pwetty potted tulip to cheer up yoor room décor. No lilies cuz they are toxic to all who nom them, but yoo already know that.
At my house we went for weeks without any rain, so much so
that my momma began to worry about Sassy Squirrel who lives in the tree behind
our catio. I overheard her ask Daddy, “Are they getting enough water?” Daddy –
who has been married long enough to know where Mom was going with this question
– replied, “I’m sure Mother Nature is taking care of them just fine.”
“Mother Nature is a temperamental bee-atch,” Momma replied. “Look
at the death and destruction from the tornadoes she sent to Mississippi and
Arkansas.”
We lived in Mississippi on the Memphis border up until three years ago. Yoo don’t want to fool around with them tornados.