I am a man of discerning tastes

Guest Blogger Igor Wolfgang VonFrankenstein Returns:

You might call me a food connoisseur or maybe just an avid sportsman, but no matter how you look at things, I like to catch me some wide variety of backyard critters. I climb trees to stake out birdies and I always have one eye on the yard across the street where the rabbits dwell. Needless to say, I'm feared in my neighborhood.
Please enjoy the following photos of my recent endeavors.

--Igor

*Editor's Note: The chipmunk did get away.

Lord of the Hum 3: Return of the Flit

Flit has returned to our porch for the third year. Well, we think it's the third year. We know it's the same hummingbird we had last summer because when we first spotted him he was looking for the feeder where it was hung last year.
But to jump back a step, first Mom heard Flit chirping, then she saw him. Then she ran and fixed his sugar water. Don't know what he likes about that stuff. Seems boring to me. Where's the meat?
Well after my taste of Flit (or his lady friend, Flita [don't know which]) last year, I'm pretty bored with the hummingbirds. They're too fast to even give them the time of day. Go buzz around a cheetah, why don't ya!
I'll stay focused on the finches and such that eat the bird seed. At least they're full of sunflowery goodness, not sugar.

--Jazpurr

I am Queen

Why, helo. Chek it out. This is me siting on my throne. Its reely a compooter chare with a extra cooshin, but some time ago I claymed as mine. That makes me royal you kno. Mom likes to call me her princez, but I think Im more of a queen. cuz i rool.

Sometimes I let Mom share it with me, and if she is ever in it by herself I come up and make her move to fit me.

The best part is that its twerly. I kin go rownd and rownd til I puke on Jazpurr's face. Hahahaha!

--Meg

STOP MAKING FUN OF MEEE!!

So aperentlee my toes are on the smal side. Mom and Ryan are alwayz making fun of my toes that are to smal for my body siz. Mom calls me tinee toes.
A parent lee my body kept growing after my toes stopped.
Its not fare. 'sides, I keep them nice and metalik looking with the silver dust I put on every morning. Im the silver-toed Meg, you know. As you kin seen my toes are almos nunexist in this pikture. Its not my falt tho, so stop laffing at me, Jazpurr!

--Meg

Best. Fort. Ever.

Hey ther!

So Mom was haveeng the car pets kleened so everthing had to be off the car pets and we had too be loked in the bathroom all day. But this was grate cuz mom put our jungle jim and cat bed in the bathroom and it was ossum.

As you kin see, my eesel is there. I like to hide behin it and spie on Mom and Ryan.

It was nice and privit but this worm got in my face.

--Meg

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