Happy New Year's Eve!

Hi, it's Fancy!

I heard dat one of my fans requested a pikshur of *me* when the Petcam Giveaway came up, so here I am in all my green-eyed, panther-furred glory!

By the way, Mom says to remind you all dat today is the LAST DAY to enter the Petcam Giveaway on her bloggy thingy! So go do dat, and then come back here and feast your eyes on me s'more.

Love,
Fancy (the pretty kitty)

Efurryone's Better Now!

The beans aren't sick any more, yay!

Dat means we gots a new toy, too. Mom finally put it together wif da help of da youngest bean. Here I am, checking it out.

I's also been furry busy helpin' Mom wif all her Halloween stuff.
Dis is called a pumpkin. It looks like it would be good to eat, but dis one isn't, know why? Cause it's fake! Mom says it is called a Funkin.



Mom's going to carve it into a Jack O' Lantern. This Funkin is for carvin' and keepin', instead of carvin' and throwin' away. Da real pumpkins, dey get rotten really fast down here in Florida. I smelleded it and it doesn't smell real, either.

Dat Fancy kitty has been helpin' Mom too. Turns out that Fancy is akshully pretty cool!

She play-fights wif Colby and doesn't put the bitey on him, and dat means I don't get the bitey put on ME when Colby wants to play-fight. And today, when we spilled all our food (which is NOT my fault, Colby snuck up on me and I ranned into it and it just went flyin'!), she went in an mewed at Mom until Mom came out and saw our dish was empty and fixed it all up for us. Dat was pretty smart of Fancy!

Mom says black cats are furry good for Halloween, cause some beans are Super Stitch Us, whatever dat means, and fink black cats are all spooky and bad luck!

Dat's silly, Fancy has just been good luck fur us.

Here's a pikshur of me checkin' out Mom's party invitations for da little beans' Halloween party, and some waxy candle fings and black roses and a styrofoam tombstone she gots. Dey's for decorashuns at Da party. See how I'm being a good watch cat and keepin' the house safe?

Usually, dat's Colby's job but he was on da porch, climbin' the screens and gettin' snails. Dad said, "Bad cat!" at him for dat, but Colby was just tryin' to keep the house safe!

Mom says I am da cute floofy kitteh for photos and cuddlin', and Colby is the speshul attack cat for gettin' stuff like lizards, and Fancy is the emergency back-up girl kitteh dat even likes gettin' petted. cause Mom needs more girls wif all us boy kittehs around!

Careful! You might catch something!

Oh, Hai! Dis is me, in bed. Don't worry, I'm fine. But Efurrybody else here is sick! So I'm thinkin' I might just stay here and be safe.

First it was Fancy, our new black kitteh, who had the sneezes and stuff, and then the boy beans got sick from somebody called "SKEWL." I don't know who skewl is, but he must be really bad, because efurryday the boy beans has to go away to see skewl, and when dey come back they sure are really happy to be home again and away from skewl! Plus, skewl must be furry lazy, cause the boy beans has to do his stuff all the time--they are always saying they have to do "skewl work"! And now dis skewl fellow has gots them sick!

And then even Mom got the sicks from the boy beans, and she goes, "cough cough cough," like she's going to have a hairball. Good thing Dad's home now and can help all the sick beans!

At least dat Fancy girl kitteh is all better now. We kinda sorta get along, but I'm keeping an eye on her, just in case! For instance, she knows dat the window wif the sunbeams in the afternoon is my speshul place, so she's has to find sumwhere else!

Here's her looking all better 'n stuff. She likes to sit wif the beans and get all petted, which is different from me and Colby, but maybe dat's cause she's a girl kitteh.

Fancy Wednesday

Um...hi, efurrybody. I'm Fancy. I'm the new kitty over here at the Cheezits.

I'm really not a bad kitteh, I promise! I just need a new home.

See, I had a home, and then my 'family'...well, they moved. Without me and my brother. They just left us at the shelter. *sigh* And then, my bruvver got 'dopted, but I didn't, and I was by msyelf.

But when the Cheezits' Mom saw me, she said, "You need bruvvers. I know some bruvvers dat need a sister, too!" So she took me home wif her, and I'm very grateful.

Cause I even hab a head cold right now, and by nose is stuffed ub, and I have to take the icky medicine, and I was feeling kinda down all by myself, all sick and missing my bruvver and stuff. I was really lonely. So I'm real happy to have a new home! And I been tryin' real hard to make furriends wif the Cheezits.

Except I don't think the Cheezits want me here furry much. I hasn't even growled at them, but boy have they growled and hissed at me! And Colby even swatted at me a couple times. I'm trying to keep my cool and let them know that I don't want to make trouble, but it's hard! So, if you have any advice for me and Mom and the Cheezits, dat would be great!

Oh, and I know's you are the Cheezits' furiends, but could you maybe please be my furiend, too? I could sure use some.

Thanks,
Fancy