July 3rd, A Strange Day and We are Home!

I awoke to a disturbing condition playing on my senses. I saw the ceiling of our home, with new lights ablaze, as through a prism. Oddly enough this felt as if things were as they should be and the concern I had was of the more pressing variety, my getting to my morning treat with my fellows, which caused me to try to move and find my fellows and Dad. 
Imagine my surprise when I was stuck fast and could not move at all off of the position I had been in when I awoke. Concerned I tried all paws with only a slight rocking back and forth being the result. I then saw a long dark thing waving in front of my eyes, or maybe I should say my kaleidoscopic vision, a thing with some claw at the end and hairs coming off. No there were several of these waving about in the air. They are my legs but I cannot control them. They just wave about with a mind of their own. 
Suddenly I saw Rumpy. I meowed to him 'Dood, help me get up. I seem to be stuck.' No regular meow came out only a strange hissing. He ran over to me and gave a look of disgust and whacked me a good one. Suddenly on my feet I scuttled over to Dad and looked up and asked for my treat. His nose wrinkled and he kicked me over to the couch. What gives? The family were looking at me and Dad said: "Where did THAT come from?"

I could not get off my back! My legs were waving in the air!

Well furends what is all this then?

What is all this then?

What is all this then?

What is all this then?

Why its a Birthday Dedication!

Happy 130th Birthday Franz Kafka!

The Tomcat Family and Dad are Laughing!!

Hey you have to admit I had you going there. I think that tribute to Franz's "The Metamorphosis" was pretty darn good.

So thats done.
We are officially back in our home since Monday morning. It was a really odd day as those men were still around painting and climbing and pushing our furniture about. Things finally settled down after 6 when they left. Dad looked as tired as we felt. 

It is very strange getting used to the new smells. We have been working overtime rubbing our scent on things. I was done by bed time and took my normal spot next to Dad. Fitz ran right in along with Buttons and Toby. Rumpy is a bit put out. Buddy is all into the newness. He has been like a kitten running and playing. He NEVER played with string toys with Dad. Now he is right in the thick of it. 

Yes this new home is good. We wish all our friends a happy 4th and will be visiting you all this weekend. We will have pictures too!

Timmy Tomcat
(Timmy walks away laughing to himself: "Franz... Meow... Legs waving... Meow...")

Tributes and Our Homeless-Hiss!

We were saddened by the news that a Catblogosphere Legend has crossed the Rainbow Bridge. Skeezix your feline sense of fashion shook the world and we will miss your excellent commentary on the glitterati and regular cats as us. We are Pinking Up so you can see all you Blog Buddies so much easier from the Bridge. Purrs Furend!

Until we shall meet again keep the Bridge Fashionable. 

We also want to put a tribute to Marigold who went to the Bridge on the 16th after a fight with FIP. She had been adopted by Laura of Heaven Sent after Rose of Rose and the Royals Died and her kitties needed new homes.

Fly Free Dear Marigold!

As you know FIP is a very deadly virus and Laura fought the good fight with her vets for Marigold. 

The Furriends of the Cat Blogosphere have an Auction running to help defray the huge vet bill. Please stop by and maybe bid on some items.
Hurry it closes on Friday!!

Quint of Colehaus Cats has donated a Special One Off Painting that is very nice. 

Furriends of the CB Auction for Marigold

Now a word on Homeless-Hiss!

Seems the Dad got a bug in his bonnet (not that he wears them but maybe he would look ok, hmmmm) about the places our family has, well, worn a bit. Now being clawless but not clueless I must admit my brofurs have done a bit of damage alteration to the carpets. Since through the use of Torture Behavior Modification and Training they are now Claws-Off the old guy (old old guy) decided to splunge and get new. Then he thinks (so rare in humans these days) "Hey, I am having this done why not do the paint too!" 

Yeah Dad! Just peachy. Did you think to discuss this furst? No. Dad if you just drop the T from paint you have what this has caused. PAIN! We have been ripped from our home and thrust into that cubby-hole he calls an office. (We have a sneaky cat-chute into another room while he is all cramped. MOL)

We have paid him back in spades by running wild all night long Sunday and Monday. We finally settled down  last night at 1am. We were bushed. 

So that is the Saga. I heard Dad giving the contractor Dood a bit of an  ear as he wants to be finished by Friday. 

We have pretty good Squirrel and B-Word TV. (Hah TTT's)

Our Toby Tomcats B-Day is Thursday so we will have a party when we are back in our home and all our friends will be invited. Angel Pee Girl will also be a guest of honor as her Got-Cha day was June 20 when she met Dad. 

Have fun and torture you hoomans
We do!

Timmy Tomcat

Homeless Man-Cat Monday!

Sorry fur being away for so long but, Hoo-Cat, what a week it has been. Then it got worse!

Our food in not on our tray!
Our beds are in disarray! 
Our favorite toys are put away!
My Oh My What a Day!

Dad told us he was putting a bit of polish on the place but who knew that it would be so, so... MEOW!

Dad has been bagging and boxing and moving and making all too much ruckus.  A week it has been going on. Then today it was over. Or we thought it was. Whew, finally a rest. We line up for our evening treats and ZIP,we were all put in those strange cat boxes with lids and carted off. You can bet your tails we were singing the Cat-Blues

Let Me-OOUUTT
Let Me-OOUUTT
Let Me-OOOOOOOOOOOUT!

We all thought for sure we were going to get the needle and stuff. Imagine our surprise when we were let out and it was not the V-E-T place. We were all on a call to Ceiling Cat as it was very strange. Then we noticed that at least it smelled a bit like Dad. Fitz and Buttens meowed that they had been here before. They said it was a "Foster Room" that Dad is now using as an office. Well Whoopee! It is not home! We are trying to put a good paw forward and chill. Purr for us!

Of course Rumpy is already making like he is boss. 

He Dad, is this your chair! No more!

At least we have Bird-TV.

It seemed a bit small at first but then we all found the cat-chute into another room. That seems like a quiet place all full of Dad stuff with lots and lots of hiding spots.

Well thats the story. Will try and keep you infurmed about whats up with all this crazyness. At least Dad is sleeping with us on the chair. He tries to be good to us, I guess.

Homeless Timmy and Family.

Happy Fathers Day!

Rumpy Bump here taking charge in a Man-Cat way for fathers day.
May all the great Fathers and Dads have a fantastic day.

Now lets get into a bit why Timmy gave me the reigns. 

Dad and I were sitting looking over Tim's post for the Tabby Cat Club and he said: "GooBoy  Rumpy you are really starting to act like a Man-Cat". 

You see I used to flipity-flop all over the keyboard, the mouse, Dad, you get the picture. I now know that if I want to be with Dad while he is using the big puter that I have to sit nice. 

First I come up and give him a Manly Finger Lick

Then I settle in and simply be good.
I then get a nice "GooBoy" from my Dad.

So we as we were being Manly Men Dad says: "Rumpy you have to see this post from one of my favorite cat sites." What is it about Dad? "Why its about GooBoys and I know you really like Tabby's Place." Wow I sure do. Let's see it!

Click on picture to read:
'To be Good' on the Tabby's place Blog

We wish all our GooBoy a wonderful Fathers Day! 

Who thought being good could be, well, so good!
Rumpy Bump Stumpnots

Friday with Fitz

Hi Lady Cats, Ms Fitz here with a beauty tip.

Lets talk about Footsies! 

Give them a good Whiffie. You never know when you may have stepped where some stinky Man-Cat was lounging. Ugh!

Yech! Rumpy! I smell Rumpy! Lick, lick, lick, lick.

Purrfection. Nothing but Man-Cat Toby on my Tootsies.

I never said All Man-Cats are Stinky!
Purrs
Ms Fitz (The Rose Among Thorns)

Buddy Budd wit Funz an da Retractor

He Catz!
Buddy Budd bein heer wit daRetractor Noticer!

Ah doan knowz whut dat Timmerz wuz tinkin? He wen an putta werd inna Bloggie dat izza furbidder werd. It be furbidder cuz we stander inz solidaar-ity wit ar pals at da Trout Towner!

Whut he bin thinker! He shudda sayed: Da B... 
Hoo-Cat! Buddy Budd almoz sayed it! 

He shudds sayed: B-werd Cat Catcher Toy by the maker of Go Cat Feather Toys

So diz a officer Retractor Noticer of da Tomcatz Fambly usin dat Negatoree B-Werd!

Big Tomcat Sorree Sorree too da Trout Townz!
Yep Yep

Now dat Funz comin! 

Furst we gotta veree nize paw painter Paintin by Cole of da Colehaus Cats. 

Painting by Cole of the Colehaus Cats!
Click photo to order yours!

Dad readee ta painter and new rugger da Tomcat Man-Shun! That sum gud gud gud paintin gonna be onna wall!
Yessir 

Now more Funnin! 

Youz all inviter to da Buddy Budd'z owner secretz Gardenz. Buddy bin sharin! Fur da summa you doan gotta be a Bloo ta visiter (sept when Buddy iz havin hiz bloo frens in fur da partee hartee.) 

You all inviter to mah Gardenz. Doan gotta bee Bllue! 

Thanker fur visitin!
Yessir
Your Buddy 
Buddy Budd