da Spwing Fair, pt 3

Hello again, did effery have a good Thanksgiving?  Burrrrrrrrrrrrp, ummmmm ‘scuse me, still a bit full here, I do luff my turkit!

So anywho, now that that is done, let’s get back to the spring fair…Well now, the next event seems to be the six-legged race.  Let’s take a peek and see how that is going..

:::so anyway, Pepper takes the rope and ties two of hims legs tightly to shorty’s two legs and they stand there all strapped togedder waiting for the contest to start. Surely there will be some competitors think shorty and Pepper. To kill some time waiting, Pepper and Shorty decide to do a quick trial run so Pepper shouts “On You Mark!! Get Set!! Go!!” and off fly Shorty dragging Pepper and hims face is plowing up the earf!! “Halp!” screems Pepper all muffled in the dirt. Shorty run like the wind and don’t even notice that Pepper is not running but being dragged along like a limp rag behind her. She screeches to a halt at the finish line all huffing and puffing and beaming like a chesire cat thinking she must haff just set a personal best record for distance run!! Meanwhile, Poor pitiful, innocent Pepper is all dirty and look like something the cat just dragged in (very literally!!). Shorty turn and finally see Pepper and she think a little more practice in order so she help Pepper to hims feet and they drag themselves back to the starting line for a few more trial runs before the odders get here::::
Pepper (one, fine, little dood)

When they get backto the starting line,they find Maria and Andre there, seems they have been checking effer ten minutes to see iffun other contestants gonna show up.

Maria, Andre, we bin dooin dat too….maybe we awl jus missin eachuffer…wanna wun a pwaktise wap wit us wile we waitin?
Oh Pepper kwit wineing bout da durt up yur nose, now bwush yurself off, yu wuuk a site…….
Sammywhee strolls up , wheeing that they had gotten sidetwacked by the baloon ride and the tatoo parlor.  Gonzo finally shows up and he and sammy prepare fur the race…

Sammywhee, you is runnink the 3 legged race wiff me and the horse race wiff miss chiff.

So strap your back leg to my back leg wiff this here rope and your fron leg to my front leg wiff this here rope and then lets go hang out at the starting line wiff Mijo and However Mijo is runnink wiff, and Pepper and shorty, and Maria and Andre.

Hmmm, these straps aint big enough to fir around the two of us. We toooo big! Well, we will just have to use mommy and daddy’s belts.

::::Gonzo adjusts the two belts on the front and back legs of the two and Team Coony is ready to role……:::::::

Gonzo and Sammywhee wait for the starting gun…… BOOOOMMMMM!!!!

And they are off! Gonzo and Sammywhee waddle around the track, appearing to be in last place…… But wait! I am wrong! Pepper and Shorty are a length behind them. It seems that Shorty is worn out from dragging Pepper in practice runs and Pepper is having to mouth breath because of all the dust and dirt shoved up his nose from shorty draggin him.

It is Maria and Andre right now in front by quite a distance, which is amazing with Andre’s disabilities. But Maria told him that she has a special surprise for him at the end of the race and Andre just loves surprises!

There are a few other teams in the middle and there are still 6 more laps around the track. This race is anyones…… Except for maybe Shorty and Pepper, but they are giving it the ole Meow chat COllege try so we will just have to wait and see…….

On the third lap, Shorty spots Munchie sittin in the bleachers rooting them all on and waves as she and Pepper go by.

Shorty an Pepper stwuggle awong in wast pwace, Shorty is muttering an hissspiting, dat dadgum Gonzo an Sammywhee, hows a kit sposed to wun an keep der pants on witawt a belt..akkkk Pepper is down, bwitches wound his ankuls, lavendar silk bwoomers xsposed fur awl da wurld to see. But Shorty pays no mind, hur eye fixt on Gonzo an Sammy…….Maria and Andre be rite behing Pupper and Sammy, but dey are getting furry tired. It seems dis race iss going on fur a long, long time! But they iss still young, so who knows…maybe…Well, all of a sudden GOnzo looks around and he and Sammy (who is now tied to him and in his pocket at the same time), must have pulled way ahead of everykit because there is no longer anykit in sight at all. GOnzo and sammy win the race and get a trophy and a dozen eggs and a package of moobits and a box of ritz crackers.

GOnzo heads off to the recipe tent because he thinks those three ingredients would make a fine appetizer. Dats wat yu tink big boy growls Shorty as she cumms up behind Gonzo a gwabs his tayul…Gonzo cums to a ded stop an suddenwy effuryting cums into focus onse again…he watches stunned as Shorty speeds by dwaggin a barely conshus Pepper who by now has totulwy wost his britches an whos silk lavendar bwoomers awr weady fur da wag bag…….:::well, so, but, anyway, Pepper (down to hims skivies), hims face dragging along in the dirt, feels like there must be more to this game than it appears at the moment. Him just hope that with any luck they will cross the finish line even if it in last place just for the mercy of it all being over with… soon. Him never gonna volunteer for this kind of race ever again, but that neither here nor there. Pepper just go limp and allow Shorty to drag him along and hims hope hims lavender boxer shorts stay intact….:::

And as every kit nears the finish line thinking that they have this race in the bag…..and not naming any names but Gonzo comes to mind……..
they don’t notice that Nicky and Harley…..the 6 legged race champions 3 years running….are sitting smugly in the winners chair nibbling on pretzels and guzzling catnip beer to beat the band. “What took you kits so long to finish this here race? We been here for days!” :::::::::Andre and Maria come in 65th, but beeing young and in love, Maria decides to give Andre his surprise anyway.

MOL, now I wunder just what that surprise was, meeheehee….moofing on, da next stop is da loudest meow and yodeling contest…and here is a report on that by Gonzo…


Henry….Simba…Travis….Tigger…Bob….Maddie….Ashum all purrrpare for the yoddelink contest.

Henri does a practice and breaks 2 water glasses. Simba does a practice and breaks one glass and one cereal bowl. Travis stuffs big cotton balls in his humungous ear holes and cracks one window. Maddie sings out a melodic tune and doesn’t go for volume, as much as tone and melody this year. She puts on a fine performance.

Ashum steps up to the platform and attempts his yodel. A high Maine coon squeek and chirp comes out and all the kits around laugh their tails off. Ashum starts to tear up a bit, and gonzo jumps in and claps his paws together wildly for his buddy ashum.

That was a fine comedic yodeling routine you did for the competition! we never ever had an entry like that! It is sure to win somefing for sure ashum! Encore Encore!!!!!!

Ashum wipes away his tears and gives out annother maine squeek and chirp and all the kits clap wildly for him as well. He steps down and gives gonzo a big mushy kiss between the ears for understanding.

Bob, a new comer to the competition goes up and gives it the ole college try. No kit knows what to expect.

Bob breaks 17 car windows, a set of beautiful china plates and gonzo’s life size ceramic white hephalum donated to the white hephalump auction.

::::tigger looks over at Bob:::::::;;

Quite a set of Pipes there you got Bob. Let me introduce myself to you. My name is Tigger and I run the safety siren business in town. Here is my business card. When there is a town emergency I have to climb the 700 foot radio tower behind the leaning tower of Pizza and put out a loud howl to alert all of the townspeople.

I am looking for an apprentice, being that I am getting up in years and I am not really fond of heights as well.

If you want a job give me a call.

Now step back and let a pro show you how it is done…….

:::::Tigger puts out a blood currdling howl and the fire departments and police departments and the marines from 5 villages surrounding send out crews because they hear the safety siren go off in the meow chat village and think for sure they are needed…….

Bob bows to Tigger and kisses her paws!!!

Okeedokee, beat that everykit
Gonzo, Tigger, and Stumpy

Once hur ears stop winging an hur hearing weturns to sumwat normal, an awl da mergency vehicals haf been sent bak, Shorty cunsults wit Bandit offur da winner uf dis contest..Shorty steps up in fwont uf da cwoud, atenshun pwease,atenshun pwease,ATTENSHUN PWEASE..tank yu. Now, we had a hawrd time desiding, effury was ferry dood. We nawwoed it down to two,Tigger an Bob. Sinse dis is a amatoor contest an Tigger is a pwofresshunal we have desided to make Bob awr no.1 lowdest meower dis year. Concatulations Bob , take a bow. Tank yu awl fur pawticipating an bettur luuk nexks year..

(shorty do get a bit offishus sumtimes)

Next up ish da gurl kits loudest meows….

Up furst is Shorty, wit Pepper and seben kittlins, she has had plenty of practice,fur shure..

Shorty steps up fwont an center, memememe,yodoleehoooo,memememe..otay i weady now.


Da leefs fawl off da twees an da gwound shakes a bit…..Yu meowed deer,meows Pepper skreeching to a halt neckst to Shorty, hope I dint keep yu waiting..Next up is Meadow Catnip.:::::Meadow walks up and clears her throat. She looks for Beau and sees he is standing in the wings watching her and she smiles. One…two…deep breath…….three…….
Out comes the loudest MEEZER meow that any kit will ever hear. Beau falls bacwards on his keester from the sheer volume of that meow. He never knew Meadow had it in her. The other kits stand in awe of Meadow’s meezer meow:::::::Mamacita comes up next and looks at hur Titan. Hur meow iss a furry loud meezer meow, but doesn’t equal Meadow’s meow. Cita tells Meadow dat she really iss da queen ob meezer meows so far.

Bandit holds hiss paws ofur hiss ears an wonders if he will effur be able to hear again. Otay, Ladies, it wass close but the bloo ribbon goes to Shorty. In second place iss Meadow an third iss Mamacita. Bandit gifs the bloo ribbon an a gold water bowl to Shorty. You must haf a lot ob practice yelling at all you kits an dat hubbykit ob yurs. Concatulashuns. Bandit gifs Meadow the red ribbon fur second place. He also gifs hur a silver water bowl. Concatulashuns. It wass furry hard to decide between you an Shorty, but I fink she hass had more practice cause she broke the meter wen it went past screeeech! Then he calls up Mamacita an gifs hur a kiss onna cheek. Cita, you were sure out singed in dis competition. Here iss yur white ribbon an a bronze water bowl. Concatulashuns, little sisterkit.

MOL, that musta been one noisy bunch…my earholes is ringing an I wasn’t even there…

Okeedoke, that’s it fur today…

Till next time



Happy Hollydays, Furball Style

Hi der, seems like a long time, no meow.  But here I is and I got some more tayuls fur you!  So, let’s get dis show on da road…..


“If laughter is the best medicine, then a kitten is the purr-fect prescription. A kitten’s antics will make you smile, help you forget your worries, and bring happiness to your day.”

Now ain’t dat da twoof!  And us older kits aren’t ‘sactly slouches in those departments either.  Thanks fur those meows of wisdom, gramma Pou.  A wise kit you are.  Gramma Poucette is also furry musically inclined.  She teaches the kitlins to play all kids of instruments, having taken offur the job from great gramma Minnette.  And she plays at all the weddinks.  In hur younger days she worked on the Village newspaper, had hur own column effun, called Poucettes Purrings!  Yup, a furry talented ladykit is my gramma Pou.


Meowing bout news, got a bit uf happy ending real world news to tell ya.   Da Catnip famblys mom runs da A Home At Last cat rescue up in Lawn Guyland, (Long Island) , Mew York, with a couple of friends.  Now dey go out trapping feral kits and where possible, taming dem down and finding dem homes.  Or if not tameable, then spay/neuter/release.  Anywho, a couple days ago dey found a young kit up in a tree.  It was there for three days, and they called and they called and they called all kinds of folk to try to get dem to help them get the kitten down, with no luck but bad.  Finally they found a tree company dat agreed to come to the rescue.  The kittlin is down and being cared for by da ladies.  And we think dat  dose fellas at Tim-A-Tree in East North Point Lawn Guyland deserve a big round uf  appawse! (applause).  Well done Tim Sr. and Tim Jr. !


Remember when Goalie NYC went to the bridge shortly before kitmas?  Goalie was an only kit and hur mom, Aunty Faye was left kitless.  Such a sad thing for the hollydays.  Now of course MCV is a place for animals, so what were all the furs to do?  They all loved Aunty Faye and didn’t want to lose hur.  Well a meeting was called and a vote was taken.  All the furries contributed their extra furs to donate to her so she wouldn’t feel out of place, and that is how Aunty Faye became the furst fishtail, (official, from the wheespeek dialect), don’t ask, human kit with full village privileges.  There is one other human kit in the Village, Unka John.  When he retired to Hawaii he sadly gave his beluffed Tita to another village family, rather than put her through the rigors of the long trip and very long quarantine.


Some prime examples of Calicotude!  Remember when Meadow Catnip went to the vet for a skin problem?  The vet took skin scrapings from Meadows face and she repaid him with a good chomp!  And when a vet tech got out the needles to draw blood from Narcissa NY, Narcissa in return, got out hur toofurs and claws.  That one ended Narcissa 1 , vet tech 0!  Meeheehee, no shortage uf red lions on da village kits charts!

A bit more bout Miss Narcissa.  She was a holy terror fur sure!  Her human family fostered da babykits what had to be bottle-raised, and Miss Narcissa was in charge of teaching them to hunt.  She was very good at the job.  She was a very smart and clever kit, too.  Doors in hur house had to be kept locked.  She knew how to open them and on occasion, finding one not locked, she would open it and let hurownself into the Out!


Remember when Sandy Paws’ heart attacked him and he ended up in da MCV Horspittal and couldn’t make his Kitmas deliveries?  Perseus, Sirius and the gang borrowed Sammys teleporter, did a bit of tinkering and delivered the presents for him.   They also hoped it would put Pepper back together after his disastrous teleporter trip.  The one where there was a malfunction and Pepper ended up in a gazzillion pieces.  Now, one Pepper is hard nuff to deal with, but hundreds of them, shuddering at the thought.  Eventually Pepper was able to gather up all his “twins”, roll them into a big ball and swallow it.  Problem solved.


Now not all da kits in the village celebrate Kitmas, some celebrate Chanukah.  Among them are Grampa Nortee and South Flawida Sam.  They decided to have a Chanukah party and invited all the other villagers to come on down and join them for a few days of fun in the sun.  All offur da village furs were dragging out swim suits and summer clothes to pack in their bags and heading off to south Flawida. Good food and fun in the sun, what more could a furry ask .  Did I mention good food?  The furs begin to arrive, Dr. Maxie Rose brings her pawmade appulsauce to go with da latkes.  Da Whees arrive with kitmas matzoh ball shoup,  your guess is as good as mine, food coloring maybe.  Sam and Nortee been doing lots of cooking, too, and there is nuff food to feed an army.  But da way these furs eat, yu need nuff to feed an army.  Shorty and Pepper arrive wit the kittlins. While Shorty heads to the kitchen to help out and the kittlins go out to play, Pepper flops in front of the tv.  Gramma Munchie, also known as the Munchinator, makes her way through the buffay,( buffet).  Shorty is invited to park her parasol in the umbrella stand, where she is assured it will be quite safe, and a whole lot safer for the rest of us, several are thinking.  

The party proceeds, everyone is having a wonderful time, eating, swimming, snoozing in the sun, eating.  And then, Shorty calls out,  “Pepper, Pepper you better come, I don’t feel so good.”  Shorty looks around for a nice quiet place.  There she thinks, behind the couch.  Pepper, out in the pool practicing his butterfly stroke for the summer Olympkits, hears her and comes running.  He finds her behind the couch.  “Akkkkkkkkkkkkkk,” he screeches, seeing her huffing and puffing and panting in distress.   “Shorty is in labor! Our twins are coming!”  He sees that it is too  late to get Shorty to the horspittal and calls for Dr. Maxierose to assist.  Having calmed a bit, Pepper starts to think, never a good thing. ” Too bad she couldn’t have waited for Mew Years,”he muses.  ” But, then they are not here yet.  Maybe she can keep dis labor thing going anuffur fifty hours or so.  Then they could be the Mew Years babys we been searching for.”

Gonzo, overhearing Pepper, meows, “That’s it Shory, hold dem in till Mew Years.  Or  maybe we can use da teleporter to transport  us ahead.”  After these meows of encouragement, Gonzo turns to the others, Shorty has quite an audience by now, and tells them how since Pepper and Shorty are tired of coming up with names for all his brofurs and sisfurs, this time he got to name them.  And he had decided  their names would be Achoo and Blessyu.  He really wanted to call one of them Gesundheit, but he couldn’t figure out how to spell it.

Meanwhile, back behind the couch, Shorty continues to puff and pant, feeling pretty bad by now, when suddenly she lets out a loud burp. And efferything comes to a halt.  She gets up and heads for the buffay asking, “What’s fur dessert?  I hope there is some of that honey cake left.”

“On, no you don’t, Shorty.  Your not getting out of this!” Pepper meows , as he drags her back behind the couch.  Seeing this, Grampa Nortee pulls Pepper away from her, smacking him upside the head.  “There is not gonna be any violence at MY Chanukah party!”

Pepper goes off to a corner to sulk.  He dabs at his eyes with his little blue hankie, the one with the snowmankits on it and the tatting around the edge.  “What bout gettin in all the noospapers fur hafing the first kittlins of the Mew Year? What bout going on Jay Lenokit and that David Lettermankits shows with da twins? What bout all the stores sending kittylitter and toys for the first five years.  What bout dat, huh?”  Pepper is as depressed as a bunch of sardines without a can, whateffur dat means.  “Der gots to be a way!”


Remember Madam Altos Cathouse?  No, not that kind of cathouse, shame on you!  Madam Altos Cathouse was a website, sadly lost, created by the very talented human mom of one of the villagers, Captain Video, CV for short.  CV is the village batchelorkit, having managed to evade meowraige even though he has charmed many a village cutie.  Madam Alto created adventures starring many of the villagers, in pictures and words.  Effery was always happy to have a part in one of these escapades.  Ya nose, we actually have a surprising amount of talent in the village moms, in a number of areas, ranging from crafters right on up to science whizzes…yu name it and we probably got it.


Remember Poucettes goggie song?


Dog tags ring, are ya listenin’?
In the lane, the snow is glistenin’.
It’s yellow not white,
I’ve been there tonite,
Markin’ up my winter wonderland.

Smell that tree? That’s my fragrance.
It’s a sign for wand’rin’ vagrants;
“Avoid where I pee,
It’s my property
Marked up as my winter wonderland.”

In the meadow Dad will build a snowman,
Following the classical design.
Then I’ll lift my leg and let it go, man,
So all the world will know that it is mine!

Straight from me to the fencepost,
Flows my natural incense boast-
“Stay off of my turf,
This small piece of earth,
I marked it as my winter wonderland!”

Dis be some of da village talent…these were created by Sammywhees mom!


Okeedoke, dat’s it fur now…jusht saw my bedtime snack runnin by!





Its Kitmas, Why Do I Hear Sirens Instead of Sleighbells

Meows Effry,  did ya think I got lost.  Well I am a busy kit sometimes ya know.  Our humans finally got off der respective tayuls and fixed our pen in the out.  Soooooo, past couple of days I have been furry busy out there having fun.  Fun is impawtant ya know!  Effun humans should have fun sometimes.

Anywho, in between playing in the out, I been cruising the innerweb (internet) haffin some fun on dat facebook place and offur places like  thecuriouscatcafe.com,  you really should come by sometime.  Great bunch of cats hang out there, some pretty nice humans , too.

Anywho, dats neither here nor there.  First I wanna catch you up on my little adbenture.  Remember I told ya how I was cleaning the cellar and found a secret room.  Well let me tell ya dis!  We found a old book, a kind of ledger, an it gots a name in it,  Captain Kit!  Now I don’t know iffun you are familiar with the Captain, but he was a pirate from way back when, and it looks like we found where he stashed his loot.  Now, the yungkits followed that path in the woods and it led to a cove we didn’t know anything about.  Kits being kits they decided to go swimming and unner the water they found a sunken boat.  As things stand now, Timmy has gone off to the bait shop for diving gear so the grownups can check it out!

Okeedoke, moofin on.  Now ware did I leef off.  Oh yes,  effery had arrived back in the Village from the Mew York twip.  So, anywho,  one of the things Shorty did in Mew York, was shop fur furniture an offur househowld goods.  She had bought a lodge on Mt Freshstep as an annibursary present for Pepper and they planned to spend the hollydays there.  So effery is at the lodge where the things have been delivered getting it in order.  Shorty is busy moving furniture and getting things put away.  Gramma Munchie has sacked out on the sofa in front of the fireplace.  The youngsters are off in the woods in search of da purrfect kitmas tree.  All of a sudden there is a loud thud.  Loud nuff to wake up Munchie.  She and Shorty go running to the kitchen where they find Pepper in a sooty heap in the fireplace.  Up on the roof, Sammywhee opens his eyes and gives a tug on the rope in his paws.  Utho, he thinks as it easily comes out of the chimney.  He hurries to the edge of the roof and looks down, realizing he can’t climb down on his own.  By this time the paramedkits have arrived to carry Pepper, who by this time looks more like a calico than a balack kit, off to the horsepittal (hospital). Sammy yells down for some kit to bring him a ladder and they send up the one from da fire truck.

Now membur back when Pepper went to Iraq an I meowed der was anuffur reason he was glad to get out of town for awhile?  Well, they arrive at the horsepittal and get Pepper into bed.  He opens his eyes and who does he see next to him but Giz da Elder.  Awhile back, Pepper had given Giz a blow-up doll, which did just that, exploding in Gizs’ paws and Giz has been in the horspittal all this time recuperating with the able assistance of Dr Tuxie and the juniour motorcycle club.  Shorty walks into the room and is happy she had the foresight to bring along her parasol, cause the way things seem to be heating up she just might need it.  The sight of it is enough to send Giz back to his bed.   Next morning Dr Tuxie gives his report…

I’ll start with the easy pashents.
First, the tiny tuxie, Pavo, who has been sleeping on GizDaElder’s left shoulder all night is perfectly healfy and has, in fact, lost her first babykit toof.
Second, the tiny tiger, Sirius, has responded well to antibiotics and his fever and infection are gone.
And now the main patient. GizDaElder has responded well to care from the burn unit for his many abrasions, contusions, scuffs, bumps, and other injuries caused by the exploding dollkit. He still needs care from the nurses to change his bandages and medicate all the injuries. However, having the babykits snuggled in with him has allowed us to reduce his blood pressure medicine by half and since he fell asleep with the babykits, allowed us to eliminate his sleeping medicine. His appetite is improving, and he will soon be on whole foods, although we won’t make him catch them himself at his age. His foods will be farm-raised and lightly roasted as soon as we can remove enough bandages to allow him to sit up. Luckily for him, the explosion didn’t damage any of his sharp, white teeth so he will be able to put them to good use.
Now for this multicolored Peppir. Is dis the very same Peppir who brought GizDaElder in last time after subjecting him to unacceptable G forces during the ambulance ride? If so–this is gonna take a villaje.

Transcribed and typed by Perseus

and a couple days later…

We have had to call in security to separate Shorty, Pepper, and GizDaElder. GizDaElder is now sedated and tucked back into his bed where we are working desperately to get his blood pressure back down. Luckily, he did not reopen his multiple lacerations, abrasions, scuffs, bumps or bruises.
Pepper is now in a strait-jacket and is guarded by the Serval Guard. He is sedated also and is being treated for his multiple personality disorder caused (apparently) by a time travel device created and owned by one Sammywhee Raccoon, the engineer extrordinaire.
We have Shorty tucked into bed. Her parasol is in the hopsital safe while we decide what to do with it. A good night’s rest should return her to her senses. (Her and Pepper’s many kittlins are napping in the Green Room quite safely after eating supper and catching some snacks.)
The villaje kits who have been caring for GizDaElder are pacing the floor. They refuse to be distracted by the variety of healthful snacks that are running around their pawkies. If they don’t eat and go to bed soon, I’ll be forced to give them mild sedatives. Then again, they might be coming down with kittenpox.

Dr Tuxie

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, yes, holliday time in Meowchat Village

Today we gots something a little different for you.  I haven’t told you about Princess Lynsi who runs the village jewlery shop.   Anywho, hur mommy also makes jewelry and I wanted to share sum of the lovely meowmorial pieces she has made fur folks who have lost furrfrends to the bridge….

Photo: This is the front and back of one of the memorial pendants I recently made for two dear friends.  This is one pendant,  with the flower side being the front, and the glass-paneled back showing the fur/hair enclosed of the friends' beloved pets.                                                         Photo: These earrings were a special order for a customer last year after she lost her beloved dog, Chevy.  i'm currently working on a memorial necklace for her after the loss of her cat.  I've also made memorial pendants with mementos tucked inside ... to keep close to your heart.  It's a unique way to keep your pet close to you always.

Photo: This necklace was made as a Christmas gift for a friend.  The photo is terrible, as I took it late at night with bad lighting, but ... you get the idea.  ;)This one she made fur mommy,, see da kits head above the flowers and the parasol at the bottom…

Photo: These memorial-style pendants were recently sent to their new owner.  ;)     Photo: This is the front and back of one of the memorial pendants I recently made for two dear friends.  This is one pendant,  with the flower side being the front, and the glass-paneled back showing the fur/hair enclosed of the friends' beloved pets.Photo: Showing both different memorial pendants.  The one to the left has the glass panel on the back; the one to the right is plain on the back.  Both have enclosed fur, hair, and other tiny mementos of their beloved Rainbow Bridge pets.  Necklaces were also added.Photo: Just the memorial pendants, with special remembrances and mementos tucked inside the hearts.

these will hold a bit of fur or other small memento inside

and just one more….every so often she has a giveaway…..Photo: Another view of the necklace for the giveaway!  See the other photo/post on this page for information on how to win it!  Some lucky person will win this one…

go to   https://www.facebook.com/NovegattiDesigns?fref=ts    to enter and just follow the simple instructions!

ok, time to go , the gang will be gathering at  in a few minutes…come on by an meow hello!



A Visit to the Queen

Meows effery, waffin pawkie.  I was gone but now I’m back.  You not gonna get rid uf me dat easily…

Well, now, I had quite an inturesting day yesturday.  When I finished up at the Tea Shoppe for the day I went home and decided to clean up the cellar.   Now don’t ya know, going down the stairs I dropped my mop bucket.  And it just rolled right across the floor.  Anywho, I went offur to pick it up and there was a piece of paper laying there so I picked that up too.  Well to my surprise, the little piece of paper turned out to be a big piece of paper and it came from under the wall.  Now how did it do dat, you may ask.  Well dat’s what I asked anywho.  So I started pokin around on the wall and all of a sudden it opened up.   Behind it was a hallway.  Well, being the brave kit that I am, or stupid kit maybe, matter of opinion I suppose, I grabbed my flashylight and started to explore.  The hall wasn’t really very long and at the end was this big room.  Lots of boxes and crates were stored in there.  Wowsers!  Now where did this stuff come from.  I started opening them and found boxes of old silk and brocade fabrics, beautiful old china and silver, and last but not least a chest full of jewels, iffun ya get my drift.  Then I noticed another door on the other side of the room.  So I did a little more exploring.  Opened it right up and found myownself in what seemed to be da woods beside our house.  Hmmmmmmm, I thought, I don’t need to be wandering in the woods all by myownself, effun iffun there do seem to be da remnants of a path.  I better go call my hubbykit , Timmy.  Well dat’s how I spent my day.  Not shure what’s goin on with this, yet.  Is it pirate treasure , smugglers loot, was it bootleggers booty?  I dunno, but I sure we will find out before too long….but, dat’s how I spent my day.

Kitten Quote

“Like a graceful vase, a cat, even when motionless, seems to flow.”

George F. Will

Kitten Quote

“The cat is civilized � but never fully. As the velvety paws of a cat hide her razor-sharp claws, the sleek body, purring in contentment, conceals the wild spirit that lives in every cat ever born. The cat gave her companionship to us so that we may caress the tiger, and on some level, that must surely be part of the charm. If we’re haunted by our primeval memories still, our cats are not. They live theirs every day. And we share those memories a little whenever we welcome cats into our homes.”

Unknown author

December 16, 2003….a very sad day in the village.  Our dear friend Goalie NYC made her trip to the bridge..

December 12, 2003, a special day fur da Wiscats…the third anniversary of Lou going to the bridge, and the day Poucette became an official Wiscat

And now it’s story time!

A  Visit to the Queen

Pepper decides he wants to go to Ireland to buy some irish linen with which to make new hankies.   He gets the idea to meow he is taking Shorty on this trip because she has been down in the dumps lately.  No flies on that Pepper.  Anywho, arrangements are made to make a trip to the British Isles in Maxie Roses’ balloon.  Shorty goes shopping of course, and Pepper packs his 32 pieces of  Gucci luggage, half of which Shorty quickly unpacks and fills with her own clothes.  Next morning they set sail, and soon they have arrived in Merry Old England.  Pepper heads off to pay his respects to the Queen and manages to get hisownself invited to tea.  A happy time is had by all, the queen becoming so enamored of Pepper she wants to adopt him.  Meanwhile, Shorty, having snagged Ralphies magic wallet while Pepper wasn’t looking, hails a big black taxi and instructs the driver to take her to the best shopping district in town.  She gets out of the cab on a street lined with elegant shops.  She wanders around, looking into shop windows, sometimes going in the door, when suddenly before her, there it is, Harrods!  Shoppers Heaven.  Her eyes are big as saucers as she goes through the doors of this wondrous place.  Up and down the aisles she goes and up and down the escalators.  Shoes and clothes, china and silver, pots and pans,  furniture, appliances, books and records, gourmet foods, anything a shopper could want , all spread out before her. For hours, Shorty wanders the aisles of this shoppers mecca.  At last, tired and hungry, she goes into one of the food areas and orders tea.  Sitting in a comfy booth she falls asleep.

Meanwhile back at the castle, Pepper who has had dinner with the Queen, falls asleep at the foot of her bed.  He awakes suddenly to the realization that it has been some time since he has seen his wifeykit.  He decides he had best go find her.  He makes his way out of the palace and down the street.  Eventually he spies a trail of breadcrumbs.  Hmmmmmm, this could be a clue, he thinks, remembering the story of Hansel and Gretel kit.  So, he follows them and sure enough they lead to the doors of Harrods.  But the store is closed.  He peers in the window and there he sees Shorty, sound asleep.  He knocks and he bangs but she doesn’t hear him.  Next morning, Pepper bids the queen goodby.  She tearfully presents him with a jeweled tiara and scepter as parting gifts  and waves good bye as Pepper, Shorty, MaxieRose and her hubbykit Ashums make their way back to the balloon port.  Maxie wonders to Ash about how they ended up here.  Last thing she remembers was the two of them sailing the rivers of France on a barge and visiting wineries.  Hmmmm, actually,  that might answer her question.  Shorty isn’t really sure how she got back to the castle either, but that’s Meowchat Village for you, all things are possible.  They climb into the balloon and take off for Scotland, Shorty dreaming of woolens and plaids, shortbread and haggis, no scratch the haggis, shudder…ghosts, yeah that’s it , haunted castles…

Kitten Quote

“Patience isn’t in a kitten’s vocabulary. They can’t wait to discover what new adventures are around the corner awaiting them.”

St. Peter’s Lament

Peter said, “There is one thing I know’st.  Among cat angels highest and lowest.  They arrive, don their wings, then of all wicked things, Use my Gates as their new scratching post!”

contributed by Sammywhee, author unknown

June 2003,  The Garfield movie came out

    Shorty in hur private rose garden                           Have you eveer noticed, feline rhymes with devine?

What’s your prefurence in Kitmas trees…long haired or short haired,  remember Sammywhees poll?

December 20, 2003….Remember when the Catnips mom went to the first Purr-fect  Angels holiday party at their vets.  The vet and the techs passed out hugs and gifts, including a voucher for a free spay or neuter, to all the Rescues invited.  Munchies mom said it left a warm fuzzy feeling inside, but Munchie figured she just ate a mouse.

              Planting Roses in the MCV Memorial Park

A joint effort by Wheesmom and Shortys mom

Glancing at clock, Oh my doodness, I gotta get going!  I still need to get in a nap before bedtime or I’m gonna be too tired to go to bed!

TaTa fur now


Kitten quotes courtesy of Poucette Wiscat

The Perils of Gossip and A Happy Ending

Tenshun effery, class ish in sesshion!  Der lots more to know bout us cats….Now da Greek historian, Herodotus, left a record back in da V century BC, saying der were domestic cats in ancient Egypt, nearly 4000 years ago.  Now whether da cats decided to move in with men or vicey versey is not known and der nobuddy from back den around to ask.  Yes, I know, we cats have nine lifes, but dat would be a long time even for us!

Now those ancient Egyptians were pretty smart.  To them, the cat was considered a sacred animal.  The symbol of the Goddess Bastet was depicted as the head of a cat,  and da God of the Sun, Re, or was it Ra, no matter, he long gone into wetirement anywho, was also shown as a cat.   His eyes got narrow or wide depending on where da sun was in the sky, just like ours do.

Cats were well respected by da people back then.  Cats helped to protect da grain supplys and they were admired for der sexuality, grace, motherlyness and even for their mystery!  Death was the penalty for killing a cat, and one could lose a finger , or even a hand fur hurting one.  When the family cat made their trip to the bridge, the members of the family would cut off their headfurs and hold a mourning ceremony.  Cats were embalmed and put into coffins.  Many of these mummys can be found in temples and in the tombs of the Pharohs.  Now not only did cats protect the grain, they were also trained to hunt birds.  Pictures have been found in ancient tombs of cats with their human companion, on the hunt.

Now offur in Greece it took them awhile longer to smarten up.  You see, they had a big problem with rats and that brought in polecats and effun snakes.  Shudder, don’t like snakes, dey effun sneakier than we are.  Anywho, effentually the Greeks smartened up and got theirownselfs some cats.  Problem solved!

Okeedoke, dat’s it fur todays lesson, class dismissed.  Don’t know bout you, but I’m ready for some fun!

Okeedoke, I pwomised to meow you just why Pepper was so happy to get out of town for awhile,  dis is one of the reasons.     Pepper had been very busy running all over the Village telling efferyfur he met, that Sammywhee and Mrs Sandy Paws was with child. Now this little tayul did not sit well with anyfur in the Village.  OMD, what would Sandy Paws think?  Would he be so upset that effery would get coal in their Kitmas stocking?  Sandy  Paws, upon hearing the news, hit the floor with a thud..  not to wurry, it wasn’t a heart attack as the villagers first thought.   A good whiff of liver scented smelling saltz soon had him back on his paws.  Eventually the story reaches the ears of Sammywhee.  Being newly meowried, he and Jessica Reindeer had been off somewhere canoodling.  Anywho, Sammy hurries back to the village to hunt down Pepper.  “Pepper,” he whees. “Dats not what I told you!”  Then Sammy explains the real story to the rest of the villagers.  It seems that he and Jessica wanted to have reinwhees, but since s/n is only way to go, it presented them with a problem.  Mrs Paws , on hearing of their predicament, offered to bake some in her oven for them.  At which time Sammy pulls owt a pair of reinwhees and introduces them to effery.    Meeheehee, dis could almosht be one of those Aesops Fable things, on how gossip and rumors can get you in a whole lotta trouble.

By the way, you do know what a whee is don’t you?  For the uniformed, a whee is what some folk call racoons because of the whee sound they make.  Unka Sammywhee and his sisfur Chloewhee were residents of the Treehouse.  And that reminds me of some other unusual residents of the village, the pupkins.   One day , quite a few years back a young kit wandered into the village, a homeless stray by the name of Hagrid.  The Noblekits, who are related to the Treehouse gang , and lived next door, took poor Hagrid in.  With a warm bed and enough to eat, Hagrid grew into a lovely young ladykit.  But Hagrid had a secret.  She was with kit.  And she was single.  She couldn’t help but worry what would happen to her iffun effery found out about this.  Hagrid had made friends with many of the village residents, but her special friend was Lucky da Pup.  When she broke down and told him of hur plight, Lucky proposed on the spot.  Now, what else would a gentlelman doggie do?  Hagrid shed tears of joy, meowed yes and the two of them eloped.  Her babies were due soon and there was no time for a big weddink iffun the babies were  not to be born out of wedlock.  Anywho, the two of them slipped off to be meowried and soon after they returned the pupkins were born.  Hagrid and Lucky lived a happy life with their little fambly until Luckys sad demise a few years ago.  Hagrid still lives in the village.   She is  my dopted mom, Oreos dopted mom, and I am proud to call her gramma, as are many of the other members of the villages younger set.  And she is quite a seamstress too, designing and making just bout all our wedding gowns and hollyday clothes…Anywho dats the story uf Hagrid and Lucky and how the pupkins came to be.

Wanna see a couple more  pickshurs?  Okeedoke

                                                                                           Meeheehee, Unka Lucky da Pup , champion snoozer   

                          Aunty Franci as a babykit                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              This is one uf our favorite hang outs, Toona Fawlls 

And member da story of the hot air balloon ride? 

Wats dat sound?  Ohhhhhhhh, the can opener!  Gotta go , it”s suppertime…see ya round like a donut




School Days and a Herokits Tayul

Willow walks into da classroom and over to the blackboard.   She picks up the pointer and raps it loudly on her desk.  Dood morning class.  Now dat I haff your attention we can begin todays lesson.  We are going to learn about the history of CATS!

Now da first true cats were around bout 12 million years ago, what the humans call da Pliocene Period.  Purrsistant cwitters aren’t we?  Anywho those furry early cats evolved into the Forest Cat, the Asiatic Desert Cat, and the African Wild Cat.  Now dey think us cats of today descended from the African Wild Cat.  And the first domestic cats were in Egypt bout 3000 years ago.  Those  poor guys had to work for a living protecting the Egyptians grain for da rats.  Brrrrrrr, rats, giff me da cweeps dey do.  Now a nice , tasty little bob, dat anuffur case.  But I digress.   Da basic domestic cat is a descendant uf those fellows.  Did ya know cats did not naturally inhapit North America?  Nope, dey didn”t.  The first North American cats came over with the explorers and settlers.  More poor working stiffs they were.  Earned their passage keeping the ships stores safe from those dadgum rats.  Whats wit those humans?  Did they think we were rat chatchers or something?  You ever see a rat?  Some of those buggers are big as me!  Well, anywho, that’s how we got here.

Now the idea of cat breeds didn’t come bout till da middle of the nineteenth century when some human got the bright idea to invent the cat show.  Sheesh.  Well then folk started picking out what they liked on this cat and what they liked on that cat and putting them together to get a new cat.  Kinda like Frankenstein.  Humans!  Sometimes I think dey got too much time on their paws.  How would they like it iffun we did that to them?  NOT ,I think!  But that was how breeds were developed.  And just look at what that has come to.  Poor flat faced Persians with the weepy eyes and runny noses they can barely breathe through.  Harumpf!  Don’t get me wrong, some of my best buds are Persians.  Cousin Caleb is even meowried to one.

Now did you know we cats were the victims of religious persecution for many years.  Yup, just cause some of the pagan religions thought we were Gods,  well guess you can’t blame them for that. Just look at us.   Other folks executed us as agents of the devil!  Luckily the humans developed a brain at last and that little problem is well on the decline.  Shuddering…is there a draft in here?  Well of course we were gods, still are for that matter.  The Egyptians even had hymns about us  like this one..

Oh, holy Cat! Your head is the head of the God of Sun, your nose is the nose of Thoth, who is thrice more majestic than Hermopolis. Your ears are the ears of Osiris who can hear the voices of those who mention him. Your mouth is the mouth of Ammut, the master of life who protect you from dirt. Your heart is the heart of Fut.
Egypt, VI century BC.

Meeheehee, now dats more like it!  Though I must admit I didn’t know a fut could have a heart.  Thought they was always someplace in the chest. Oh, well…..ok that’s nuff school for today…it’s story time..

Remember when Sammywhee meowried Jessica Reindeer and her sister Peter (dont ask) wanted to meowry Pepper

A snowy day.

Snow came to the village just before Kitmas.  Sammywhee went for a walk in the woods and decided to invite his friends to enjoy a day playing in the snow or a day by the fire with Chloewhee.  Gramma Munchie arrives with carmel corn and a video of A Wunnerful Life.  She is not much interested in outdoor sports.  Eating is enough of a sport for her and she is a champion at it.  Chlohwhee makes hot chocolate for effery and gets out mousemallows to toast on the fire.  Meanwhile, in another part of the village, Shorty tells Pepper and all the kittlins to bundle up. She has a surprise for them.  They join her on the porch as a horsie drawn sleigh pulls up in front of the house.  They clamber aboard, even Pepper, although he has on so many clothes he can barely move, and start off down  the street for a tour of the village.  It is beautiful with the snow falling, the houses lit with Kitmas lights and the glowing Kitmas trees in the windows.  Finally , they head for the Treehouse to join the party.  They have a wonderful time playing in the fresh fallen snow, a snowball fight, building a snowman, making snow angels.   And a wonderful day was had by all..even though Pepper only lasted about ten minutes outside.

A Lucky Day

Pepper opens his mail and finds a call to arms.  He has been called up by the Meowchat Army for a secret mission.  Da orders been signed by Pres. Shrubbery his ownself.  Considering half da village wants to kill me deadur than a doornail, dis a dood time to get outta town, Pepper thinks.  He puts on his uniform and heads for the MCV airport.  Soon he is flying high in the sky on his way to Iraq.  Upon landing he recieves the details of his mission and proceeds to carrying them out.  He heads off into the desert and starts to dig.  And dig and dig and dig and dig some more.  At last he reaches his goal.  There he his hiding in a hole, ol’ Sadman Hoosane hisownself.  Pepper quickly scruffs him and drags him bock out through the tunnel he dug.  At the end he tosses him into a cage that someone has thoughtfully provided, locks the door and swallows the key.  Meanwhile, back in the village, General Pita, on hearing the new of Peppers deed, heads for his office, grumbling all the way about all the paperwork he now has to do.  Babba goes around the village meowing to effery that none of it is true, that Pepper is just a big liar, he meows.  He has it on good authority that Pepper didn’t lock him up, but wanted to meory him.  That he had been begging and pleading for them to let Sadman go .  Now this finally reaches Shorty.  She grabs her parasol an goes in search of Babba.  She shakes hur parasol at Babba and meows for him to take that back.  Her Pepper is not a liar , he is a hero.  Babba threatens to spank her iffun she dosn’t put the parasol away.  By this time his plane has landed and Pepper disembarks.  He looks around and sees  Shorty beating Babba over the head with her parasol while he spanks her…Sheesh, Pepper thinks, I might as well have stayed in the war zone, its just as bad here.  He goes over to them and meows to Shorty, maybe iffun you stop beating him over the head he will stop spanking you, but to no avail.  Shorty has a mind of her own and she is in a temper.  Pepper decides to go over to the grandstand where General Pita is waiting to present him with a bronze star.  Pepper takes his medal and waves to the cheering crowd, then heads off into the village to find somefur to bronze his bronze star so he can safely put it on the mantle with the bronzed baby shoes…

More later about why Pepper was in so much trouble.

I was looking through the fambl album last night and thought you might like to see  some of them…Gramma Shorty in the fur

Here she is skiing on Mt Freshstep                                          And zooming along in her snowmobile 

Meeheehee, she was something else!

A house without a cat is the home of a scoundrel…..Portugese Proverb

Remember when….OSLO, Norway (AP) – Keiko, the killer whale who gained fame starring in the “Free Willy” movies, has died in a Norwegian bay that he made his home after a 10-year campaign failed to coax him back to the open seas.

Keiko, who was about 26 years old, died Friday after suddenly contracting pneumonia in the Taknes fjord in Norway.***

Okeedoke, I’m gettin behind on my sleep.  Only got in 22 hours today….see ya later


The Weddink That Wasn’t and Other Tayuls

Lookin up,  Oh hi there.  Glad you could stop by.  Didn’t see you at first, I been busy watching those crazy humans.  Membur awhile back I meowed about our new fambly memburs, the baby chigguns?  Well let me tell you.  Those crazy humans been building them a Chicklet Palace, (chicken coop) for the uniformed.  Most uf da work got done in the workshop, but now they carried the pieces to the pen and  are putting it together.  Well, actually, Aunty Fritters been doing most uf da work.  Mommy just help out here and there and stupervised, (supervised).  She does luff to kibbutz.  Anywho, its almost all together, just gotta add the nest box and paint it.  But that’s nuff bout them, we here to meow bout the impawtant stuff, us cats.

Now where did I leave off? Oh, yeah, I was meowing about famblys..Oh, I know , I gonna meow to you da story uf da weddink that wasn’t.  One day it occurred to Pepper that he had never meowried Gonzo. He had dopted him as his sonkit, but they never meowried, and Pepper didn’t want him to feel slighted.  Well, Pepper proposed.  Gonzo told him, not unless you also meowry my brofur, Willy, to whom I am joined at the tayul.  Now this raised some questions with some of the villagers about whether or not it was time to call the kits in the white coats to come get Pepper again.  After all, Gonzo was Peppers very own dopted sonkit.  What could he be thinking!  Gramma Munchie even tried a bit uf reverse sick-ology (physcology), and insisted the the weddink take place.  Effery knows a kit is gonna do just the opposite uf what you want them to do.  It’s one uf da rules! Didn’t work.   Sammywhee,who is also meowried to Pepper, hears the news and asks Pepper iffun that means he can also meowry Peppers wifeykit, Shorty, and Ashum  Meowzers volunteers to be bestmankit.  Meanwhile the other villagers are meowing this situmashun (situation) offur , and to quote Nikki Snowta, “No wonder there no abailable guykits left inna Village!  They all gettin married to each other, and their own sonkits, and dadkits!”  Nikki  shakes her head again, mebbe from the thought of Pepper and Gonzo gettin married..or mebbe it’s just earmites.”   Thank you fur the use of those profound meows Miss Snowta.   Anywho, in the end, the engagement of Gonzilly (Gonzo and Willy)  and  PepshortSammWhee,  (Pepper, Shorty, Sammy, and Chloewhee, who wanted to be included since she was seeing Willy), was on.  And the  tayul continued to spread through the village.   One kit effun suggested they call Jerry Springerkit to see iffun they could get meowried on his show.  Or purrhaps Fox would pick it up for a realty show.  But then!

One morning when the house was empty, Pepper went to his closet and got out his Lavenderkit Gypsy Fortunetellers costume and puts it on.  Then he gets out the Magic 8 Ball and sits down at the kitchen table.   He asks the magic 8 ball a question or two and notices it is  changing colors and sparkling.  He decides maybe he better listen to what it is trying to tell him..The moon is in the seventh house and Jupiter is aligned with Mars ,  it tells him.  This is not the time for a group weddink.  Big trouble is ahead if six or more meowry in the same ceremony.   Well this was all Pepper needed to hear.  He ran to the hellophone and began calling effery to tell them the weddink was postponed.

Now strange as it may seem, when Pepper picked up the phone to call Gonzilly, before he even had a chance to dial, Gonzo was hysterically meowing at him about the strange dream he and Willy had had the night before.  “We can’t get meowried!” he says.  “Something terrible will happen , we will go bald!” he says…”I don’t know why we had this dream, maybe its the Power uf 2!  But the weddink is off.”

And dat my friends is the tayul uf the weddink that wasn’t..and folks think I’m looney toons.  I fink I’m a pretty tame kit compared to my ancestors, and iffun I do on occasion go off da deep end, guess I come by it naturally.  Lookin at clock, okeedoke, think we gots time for one more story.  Hmmmmmm, oh I know,  the one about the time Franci set the meowchat room on fire.  Not to worry, you know Aunty Abymom has the parmedikits and the fire dept on speed dial.

One night in meowchat, Franci and Tarrigo had been up to something and made one of their usual messes in the room.  Aunty Aby was not pleased and ordered them to clean up.  Now Franci had just gotten a new swiffer, so she decided to get it out.  Then she tried to plug it into the ‘lectric socket.  Franci could be pretty dumb at times.  Well, she managed to short out the ‘lectric and the room caught fire.   Meow about a panic!  Well, Tarrigo to the rescue.  He runs to the closet, you can’t believe how much stuff is stored in that closet, think Fibber McGee, and grabs the fire hose.  He hauls it out and hooks it up and a bunch uf kits grab hold.  They spray and spray and spray till effery last flame is out.  But now they have another problem.  The room is flooded.  What to do, what to do?    I know, Franci and Tarrigo meow and meroof (how cats and dogs communicate), its furry cold outside. Iffun we open the windows the water will freeze.  And that is what they did.  Once the floor froze, effery got out their skates and ended the night with a skating party     Ok, just one more.

Shorty’s Kitmas Dream

Supper ish offur an da kitlins are in bed.  Pepper is sitting in front of da tv.  Shorty curls up in hur faforite chair by da fire with a good book.  The wind is getting stronger.  She looks out the window, watching the snow fall.  The flakes are swirling in the wind.  It’s the first storm of the season she thinks, and looks like its gonna be a whopper.  Maybe we will have a white Kitmas.  Shorty snuggles deeper into her chair and begins to read again.  Her eyes get heavy and soon she is sound asleep.  And then, “Doodness, wats dat?” she meows.  ” It sounds wike shlay bells!  And my paws awr furry cold.”  Then she realizes she is standin in snow.  She looks around and sees a small house, smoke drifting from the chimbly.   The windows are ablaze with light.  She hurries over and knocks on the door  “Come on in , Shorty. It’s bout time you got here.  We gotta a lot of wurk to do.  Sit down there and get started.”   “Is that really you, Sandy Paws?”  she asks as she look at the jolly white cat in the red suit standing in front of her.

“Now who else would I be?” he replies.  “Now get busy.  There is lots to do tonight.”

Shorty goes over to the table filled with toys.  There are boats and planes, bikes and trikes, dolls and dollhouses.  Every toy you can imagine.  Big cans of paint, every color of the rainbow stand ready.  Shorty gets to work.  After awhile she hears a voice.  “Shorty, Shorty, wake up.  Looks like we both fell asleep in our chairs last night.”  She opens her eyes and sees Pepper standing there.  Sitting up she notices her paws.  They are splattered with paint.   Shorty smiles to hurownself as she heads to the kitchen to start bweakfash

Kitten Quote
“Every dog has his day,
But the nights are reserved for the cats.”

Remember 12 Days of Christmas – A Cat’s Rendition

On the twelfth day of Christmas my human gave to me:
Twelve bags of catnip!
Eleven tarter Pounce treats,
Ten ornaments hanging,
Nine wads of Kleenex,
Eight peacock feathers,
Seven stolen Q-tips,
Six feathered balls,
Four munchy house plants,
Three running faucets,
Two fuzzy mousies,
And a hamste-e-er in a plastic ball!!

Remember the Miss Tiffany Lamp…mommy dosn’t member the whole story behind it, only that it had a curse and changed paws a lot

Kitten Quote
A person who loves cats is someone who can’t say no to the whims and pleasures of their feline friend. Whether by sprinkling catnip, sharing a bit of tuna, or scratching behind the ears, it’s hard to resist the wishes of such a sweet companion!”

Kitten Qupte

“Of all God’s creatures, there is only one that cannot be made the slave of the lash. That one is the cat. If man could be crossed with a cat it would improve man, but it would deteriorate the cat.”
Mark Twain

Kitten Quote

“While cats are not always successful as performers, they are marvelous trainers of people. In almost no time at all, a cat can teach its owner that a certain flip of the tail means
‘follow me’ as it leads the way to an empty food bowl or to the closed garden door.”
Louis Camuti, DVM, author of All My Patients Are Under the bed
For Peppers Dream that night    http://forums.connectedbypets.com/viewarch.php?id=33279,33280&key=2003

A Tayul of St. Nicholas
I’m gonna let Perseus tell this story in his own meows, he does it so well
Oh,mrs shorty!
St Nicholas (also known as Sinterclaas) leaves Macedonia by boat. He comes around Spain to Holland and den to here and gets off da boat wid his horsie to go awound to awl da good babykits’ homes. He knows who da dood babykits are cause day have dare sneakfurs or wooden pawkie shoes outside da door wid food for his horsie. After his horsie eats da foodies, St Nicholas refills da sneakfur or wooden pawkie cover wid candy and goodies. When da babykits wake up, day go to da outside and bwing in dare pawkie cobers and gets to curl back up in dare warm beds and eat da candy and pway wid da udder goodies. Sometimes St Nicholas hides da pawkie covers and we gots to find dem. He wights cwoos and puts dem in da pawkie cover to help us.
Didn’t no buddy tell you to puts your sneakfurs outside your door on December 5th before? Dat’s berry sad.
What’s we gonna get dis year? Oh, we just CAN’T wait!

And a Tayul of Black Peter  fwum Gramma Munchie
Shorty, Perseus explained da twadition of St. Nicholas furry well. When mommy was a wittle hoomin, she always got excited when St. Nicholas was supposed to come. She would put her shoosies outside da door and next morning dey wud be filled wiff candy and wittle gifts. It one ob mommies faborite meowmeries ob her childhood. Now dis Knecht Ruprecht character waz a diffurint story. frum what mommy wemembers, Knecht Ruprecht was “Black Peter” in cherman and he was apposed to be St. Nicholas’s helper but only came to da bad children. His clothes was always dirty and full ob soot from al da chimneys. he would bwing a switch wiff him and if da children was bad, dey wud get a switch across da backside instead ob candy and gifts.
Meeheehee, Gramma Munchie said one time when her mommy was furry naughty, Knecht Ruprecht paid her a visit and scared her right out of her underware, meeheehee

Remeber the kitty kitmas songs
santa claws is comming too town
jingly balls
all iys wants fur kitsmass is my too frunt fangs
iy saw mommy whiskerlickin santa claws
do youse meows what iy meows
liddle drummerkit
jingly bells rock
weeze wishes youe a meowie kitsmass
‘osama got runned ober by a raindeer’

Kitten Quote
“Cats always know whether people like or dislike them. They do not always care enough to do anything about it.”
Winifred Carriere

Remember when Gonzo and Willy stole the turkey.  Gonzo kept their mom distracted by trying to steal food from her plate while Willy grabbed the turkey off the counter and dragged it down the hall,  He got it all the way to the bathroom before she realized why Gonzo took off after him so suddenly.

Kitten Quotes courtesy of Poucette Wiscat