The Cheezits: Colby and Cheddar: July 2008

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

So happy the whole family is together again!

Monday, July 28, 2008

Psst! Cheddar is doing the Q in his sleep!

I tooks a pikshur of him doing the Full Monty and entered it! So, please votes for my bruvver. Here's the pik I took, aren't I a good photographer? His face is cut off a little but dat doesn't matter cause I'm handsomer anyways.

Mom's Back!

Oh boy! Mom is back, and we gots to go in her room and watch the world out of her window, and she gave us treats today for NO reason and we are gettin' lots of attenshun!

Mom was in a place called Callee For Nyah, to meet with other peoples that blog. They didn't have any kitties that blog there, but Mom did see this big funny lookin' woofer called "Raggs" there. Here's a pikshur of him.

We gots very big while Mom was gone. Cheddar has been a big mean old bully and been stealing my toys and I told Mom so. Cheddar says I've been getting him, too, but he lies like that sometimes.

The young bean took good care of us, and so did the Grandma bean, while Mom was gone, but it's good to have her home again!

Sunday, July 6, 2008

Moose

Mom saw this moose in Wyoming. She says it was really thirsty and drinking the whole time they were taking pictures of it. Dat looks like a nice water bowl it's drinking out of!

Saturday, July 5, 2008

Animals are so useful!

Mom says the Native Americans used buffalo for all kinds of things, like making soap from their fat. Ewwww!

We likes our fat just fine where it is, thanks.

Mom went to Wyoming on 'cation, but she has someone looking after us who knows about important stuff like treats, so we is okay.

She sent us back some pictures, like this one of the buffalo fat soap from the Buffalo Bill Historical Center in Cody, Wyoming.

Who Are Dese Orangey Kittehs, Anyway?

Once, we were just two scared little kittens, clinging to our mother. We must have been very poor, because we weren't very clean or healthy and we had (this is so embarrassing) worms and stuff. We lived day-to-day, and we both remember being very hungry, all the time.

It seemed like we were barely old enough to walk when we were taken away from our mother and brought to a strange place, with lots of other cats (and big scary dogs!). We didn't know why, or what we had done. This place became known to us only as the Shelter.

So, there we were: at the Shelter, in a cage, cuddled together, keeping our spirits up and waiting for a chance to escape, not knowing what else to do, when a surprising new face came to see us.

She smiled at us, and looked us over without poking her fingers in our faces. She made sure our itchy ears were cleaned and those embarrassing worms were taken care of. And she didn't put us back into the cage.

Instead, she took us to a new, totally different place. A place where we have lots of food to eat and fresh water to drink. A place where there's always clean litter. Where there are toys to chase and soft places to sleep.

And we learned a new word.

That word is, "Home."

We are Colby and Cheddar. And this is our story.