Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Monday, December 29, 2008
Sunday, December 28, 2008
We were so sad to hear that Icon has gone to the bridge. We will miss him very much. Please stop by and give some comfort to his mom and sisters.
Saturday, December 27, 2008
I also got to climb a tree yesterday ----well, not really. Mom carried me outside and put me in the tree so she could take a picture. I am allowed outside a bit now. Mom always carries me, but she has started to let me down to walk in the grass a bit now, and every once in a while, she puts me in the tree. I kind of like it, but I never get to stay more than a minute or two.
Friday, December 26, 2008
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
My rule for today is to beg your mom until she starts making you your own warm blanket. She hasn't responded to my begging yet. This was when she was working on our bean cousin's afghan.
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Please excuse the mess all around it. Mom has been shopping and hasn't finished wrapping and cleaning up. It is so comfortable.
Monday, December 22, 2008
Sunday, December 21, 2008
And even though it is hard to tell, all three of us are in the picture, because we were all three almost attacking Mom to get more treats. Miss Jade has the nose and whiskers in the right foreground, and Tavi's throat and chest are in the upper left corner. I of course am in the background asking for more treats. If you haven't had any of these treats, you really need to go get some - they are delicious.
Saturday, December 20, 2008
This is a dark picture, but Mom was trying to show the size of it. It is almost the length of a queen size bed, and covers about 2/3 of the mattress width.
And here is a close up of the texture. The pattern is called Basketweave Throw. Mom got the pattern from Lion Brand Yarn. She said it took her about 6 or 7 days/nights of crocheting about 5 hours at a time. She watched DVDs while she worked on it. The good news is that there is enough yarn left over for Mom to crochet or knit a blanket for me, and maybe one for one of our kitty friends.
Friday, December 19, 2008
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Mom went to Papa's and brought back some of our toys, and 2 of the toys she brought back were our nip ravioli's. Oh my goodness, we had forgotten how good the nip is. I had so much fun licking it and rubbing my head on it, and playing with it. Wow!
Monday, December 15, 2008
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Friday, December 12, 2008
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Cloud Chaser, we didn't know you, but we know that this world was much richer for having you in it, and it will be a lonlier place without you. We hope your beans know how very sorry we are. We hope in some small way, the purrs we are sending their way help.
We helped Tiki to the bridge 8 weeks ago today, and the comfort we felt from all over the world, helped a great deal. Please stop by our friends blogs and offer a little bit of comfort to them as well.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Monday, December 8, 2008
Mom was playing with some string with me in a box. I had a lot of fun, but I wasn't exactly looking at Mom, so this is one of our "Outtakes."
We aren't going to tag anyone because we think just about everyone has been tagged. Have a good week everyone!
Saturday, December 6, 2008
Mom went over last night to play with our kitten cousin. She took some not so good videos of the kitten playing. And just as she was about to save our post, Einstein came along and stepped all over the keys and erased them. Mom had to re-upload them.
(BTW - Mom is saying "What's Stupid?" NOT "What Stupid?"
Friday, December 5, 2008
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Here I am taking a nap. If you listen really, really closely, you can hear me snore. Mom was kind enough not to wake me up. She thought I was too cute to disturb. So, my rule for today is... if you look cute when you are sleeping, sometimes, and only sometimes, you will be left alone to continue napping. Other times, Mom's just can't help but disturb you.