The Cheezits: Colby and Cheddar: playing with dad

Friday, September 5, 2008

It's Whappin' Time!

I needs the Daddy. I am in a whappin' mood, and he always likes to play ruf (at least until I puts the bitey on his hand).

Here's a pikshur of me and the Daddy playin' together.

Lots of times, it's Cheddar who is the jumpy, racin' around, tail-on-fire kitteh.

Usually, I like to curl up and just, you know, show off my floofiness and stuff. Colby can make fun all he wants, cause you know whats?

Sometimes I get treats for doing stuff like that! Da beans say, "Awww, look at Cheddar, he's bein' so cute!"

And then I get treats. Course, they give them to Colby, too, cause he comes over and makes nice when they're treats around!

So, anyway, that's how it goes, usually.

But today I am in a bitey, whappin' mood!

I don't know why.

I fink I will go party wif some of my kitteh friends that know how to play.

Off to the Bad Kitteh Carnival of Chaos!

~Cheddar

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.