We're BAAAAAACK!

Did you miss us? Mom's all done wif dis summer vacation stuff, young beans are back in school, now it's our turn again!
Which meant we had to go to the V.E.T. the other day.

I did NOT like dat at ALL!

But I was furry smart. *preening*

See? Here's a pic of me, Cheddar, hiding in da V.E.T. office.

Okay, I knows you can't see me, because I am cleverly hiding, but I'm behind da scale.

Colby did not like da V.E.T. either. He tried to climb up the metal fing dat's used for weighing big fat goggies and woofers and he got his claws stuck and Mom had to get him down!

So, we gots out claws trimmed, too.

You know what, though? Fancy didn't mind the V.E.T. at all!

Oh, she didn't like riding in da big van, or being in a carrier (she had to share with Colby, but I got mah own because I'm so floofy).

Dis is me again, being floofy in mah carrier.


But Fancy didn't mind da V.E.T once we got dere. She walked all around da V.E.T. office. Here's a pikshur of Colby watching her. He liked to sit on da scale, when he wasn't huddling wif me in dah corner.

Fancy even--you won't BELIEVE this--*purred* at the V.E.T.!!! And she gave Mom head butts while we were dere, too.

Colby says she's a traitor cat.

But you know what? I fink she's just really brave.

What do you fink?

Me in Mah Box

I is getting furry big, just like a Maine Coon should. I bets Colby and Fancy are jealous, cause dey are not fancy kittehs like I am. The downside is dat I am havin a hard time finding a box dat I can fit into! Here is a big under-bed box dat is good for a manly, generous size kitteh like me!

Oh Hai! It's me, Cheddar.

I would like to take issue wif certain kittehs *makes laser eyes at Colby* that have been...hold on, wot's dat phrase Mom told me? Here it is: "Impugning my character."

Ahem. It's true that, on occasion, my meow sounds a bit...squeaky. So much so that, in fact, the beans sometimes call it my "battle squeak." But dat does NOT mean I am a girly cat!

No, I am a big, strong, very-nearly Mancat. See, even "battle squeak" tells you so, because battle means fightin', right? And girls don't fight--oh, wait a minute.

Fancy fights.

Hmm.

Well, anyway, here is a pikshur of me and Colby wif a lizard dat I helped kill. Would a girly kitteh do that?

She would?

Well, it doesn't matter! I may be floofy, but I'm as masculine as dey come. Right, ladies?

um...right?

To All Our Furriends

thanks to zoolatry for most of the good stuff in dis pic!

It's Tocktober Day!

So, Fiona and Orlando bun tell us that today, October 20, is Tocktober Day!

To celebrate Derby's birthday! Yay, Derby!

And dat's why you are seein' Mine.

Mom obviously knows who has da best tocks around these parts!

*preens*

As you can see, I am a furry athletic kitty and my tocks are firm and lean!

Right, Ladies?

Right? Don't furget that I will be a mancat soon!

In January!

please?

✗ (Colby)

Camouflaged Cats!

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!