Keep your mitts off my nip!

As you know, cats are big fans of our drug of choice: catnip. Cats have different reactions to the potent plant. I become somewhat violent; I roll in the nip and I run about.

I get all melo and like to lick wher the nip smell comes from.

In this instance, Meg got too close to my stash when I was trippin'.

--Jazpurr & Meg

World Cup

So Im pritty much a socker pro. Iv got a bunch of pingpong balls that I play with cuz they're the best size. I did a hedder a few days ago and reely imprezd Ryan.

Im pritty privit when it comes to playing anything, cluding socker, so theres no vid e o of me. There is some of Jaz during a traneing sezshun we had. Hes getting it. He dosnt have the comitment i have tho.

--Meg

A stylish incarceration

I was tri-ing owt a new stile the other day and thot these stripes sooted me well. (She was jealous of my stripes--Jaz. No Im not! Shut you!--Meg) Wat do you think? It reely seems to be a good look for when I play in my jalehouse. I like small confynd spaces, so londry jale is fun. These stripes are nice and warm too. Maybee Ill jist ware them in jale so Mom dosnt get me and Jaz confyoosed. --Meg

You might know us from such museums as the Louvre

A while back Mom did paintings of us. I was first because I'm the favorite.

Not troo! Mom spent more time doing mine so obvusly she likes me best.

Regardless, we got immortalized on canvas. The paintings now hang in the cat zone in the bathr
oom. NO, this is not where the litter box is, this is above our food area. These photos are kind of blurry and dull, but you get the jist.

I look a little pale in mine, but it does a great job of capturing my passion for cleaning my paws.

I like mine OK. My eyes are yoosuly briter, but this angle makes me look thin.

Additionally, Aunt Sarah gave Mom the coolest watercolor ever. Mom really likes the Simpsons TV show, so Aunt Sarah painted her and Ryan and us cats as Simpsons.

That's me on the arm--far from Ryan. Meg's in the middle. Ossum, huh?

--Jazpurr & Meg

These boots are made for Mega?

So won nite there appeerd this boot that looked like me. I was very confyoosed. It looked like me, it felt like me, and it smeled like feet.

I was 'tikularly confyoosed cuz I had just cleened myself and didnt notice anything missing, espech not a part shaped like a boot.

Jazpurr cooldnt even tell wich was me at ferst.

Aunt Missy was over that nite as I was trying to figure out where this thing came from and it disapeered when she left. weerd.

--Mega

I vet you can't guess how NOT fun it was

So Mom did the unthinkable Saturday: She took us to the vet.
The torment of the vet is twofold. Not only is there the absolute terror of being at the vet, but there's the car ride to and from.
So on the way there I did my usual total misery scream the whole time. Mom had Mega and me in the same cage. She thinks it will make us happy to be together. It doesn't.

It yoosully makes me feel better but this time I made some sad cries on the way. On the way back I just looked at Mom thru the cage cracks.

So we get there and it smells all funny. We go in a room and Mom lets us out. "Sweet!" I think. I'm wrong.
A lady comes in and is all petting us and stuff. Then she takes me out of the room and makes me stand on something and expects me to stay there. Dummy. I guess it was a scale: I'm 12 pounds.

I thought the lady was alrite. It was a neet room. I 'splored and just chilld. I'm 13 pounds.

So then ANOTHER lady comes in and by this point I've been shaking and crying the whole time and Mom keeps petting me but that doesn't really make me feel better--she's the one who brought us here.

The other lady poked her fingers all in me and stuff and told Mom I need to lose some wate. Pssht. We'll see about that.

The lady poked me too. Then she totally embarrased me by telling Mom I have a big bowel movement coming. Who says that?! Then she gave me a shot in my hip area, but I couldn't even feel it. Then she left me alone but I was still super scared.

The first lady came back and took me out of the room and then some guy did unspeakable things to me. Mom had told the ladies I was deprezed sometimes--its troo. So I didnt get the shot I got the violatshun insted. The guy put a needle in my place where I stor my yello likwid. Then he poked a needle in my neck and took some red stuff. I was not so happy by the time I got back in the room with Mom. She showed me the cage and I was happy to go back in.

Finally we left and I cried all the way home. It was great to be home though. But for the rest of the day I felt all achey and tired. I slept in my cat bed and didn't eat much. I'm better today though.
I did hear the lady say I needed my teeth cleaned and then she proceded to mention anesthesia and stuff. I hope Mom doesn't take me back for that. That would suck.


Jazpurr & Meg

Baby It's Cold Outside

I'm getting ready for some snowcat building.