Ms. Stella flirts

This weekend I took time off from slave driving That Woman to 

visit my bait bath and bait feeder.
MY chair is nestled in the shade between the two

ANd, right next to it is some bush That Woman calls 'Bird of Paradise', between you and me though I think she's smokin crack cos I ain't never seen no Bird of Paradise on it!  Only thing that guards that monstrosity is the ebil hummers & the ants!

So without further ado
Here I are

Here's me checkin out my domain 

 and here's Mr. Chair playing coy with me

"Oh Mr. Chair,I can see right thru you!"

"Oh stop now, I'm a lady after all"

"Oh I heard that!"

 "Ok Mr. Chair, this is for you!"

"I suppose I shouldn't be so mean, he's normally so supportive"

It's good to be Queen
xoxo

You May Kiss The Paw

 Is it Friday yet?

MIA

Heya Kitties

We have been visiting but sadly not posting much.

I have That Woman working on a top...TOP secret project for 

a very special someone and she's not allowed much time after getting home from her day job

to feed us, cuddle The dryer Lint, and getting right back to the Super Secret Project.

did I mention?  It's Super Secret

SO

since I don't want to be stingy here's me

 hidin' out in my lair 

 Torbie Toes and Tail all pointin' to the  'premium valarian sock'

Life...She is good!

Wordless Wednesday

*completely random shots, I was holding the camera in my other hand and pointing it up. The look on MISS JENGA'S face made me totally LOL!

URGENT REQUEST

Urgent Request! FROM OUR FURIENDS TK & SQUASHIES:

If your cat has been blood typed, and is Type B (Rare but prevalent in Asian breeds,) we need your help.  Squashies is in desperate need of a transfusion. We can't find a Type B donor.

We will pay all expenses to bring the cat and you here to Baltimore.  With a very generous bonus for your time and discomfort. .

Our little girl is running out of options.
Thank you!

Gone Fishin!

 HEY GUYS!! 

  Ollie here.  

It's been like reeeeeely hot so we aren't allowed to go outside with That Woman when she waters and stuff.  (ok, so like we don't trust her anywayz when she has the flying water snake in her hands and we prolly don't hazta tell you why).

So like, That Woman has been busy sewing stuff and then she gets on the computer to post pictures of her stuff, help us visit our furriends online.  Well, the other day I was helping her and you know what I noticed that I never noticed before???  We haz FISH!  And not just any fish but super slinky rainbow fish! A whole yummy pile of 'em!

They lives in their own little pond right on the side of our blogs! I figure they must have a secret water tunnel to go from our blog to That Woman's blog.  One of dese dayz I'm gonna find it.

Me & Clyde just hunkered right down to check it out... 

 well, um, ya,  Clyde's got my back.  

I was like so totally into it and I wasn't eben on Nip.  Boy them fishies sure move around a lot. 

"OH! OH! there's the white deaded maus too!"

*pounce mode activated*

"caaaaaak; caakkkaka; ccaaaaakakaka;"

 "I'm gonna give 'em the ol pounce in 3..2..."

"OWWW, that hurths my nosth... sthupid forth field.  Better try 'The Claw' instead of my nosth"

"Hi little fishies... dont'z minded me; i'm just waivin 'hi'."

"humpf;  this fishing is harder than it looks" 

Hope y'all catch some fun this weekend!     

Note from That Woman:  the letter d on my keyboard will not capitalize, and the shift key on the left side no longer works.  I'm certain the reason for this is that the keyboard has suffered a key function fatality owing to pee wars between Miss Jenga & Missy Jack recently.  We are chalking it up to ColCateral damage.  MOL

Thank you for the kind thoughts about my ear ick.  It seems to be doing better now but I have to do the ear drops which as y'all know is basically Chinese water torture.  I mean it's one thing to dive into a pool and get water in your ears and quite another to drop water into them one drop at a time until you feel it trickle down to the eardrum and then fill up.  *shivers*  At least they don't hurt anymore. 

The images of The Lorax are from my art blog.  I made a baby quilt for a friend.  You can see it here if you like.  

 wait... this isn't my Facebook page?

How to Beat the Heat

in triple digit heat, Ollie demonstrates how he likes to cool off, as soon as I get out of the shower, he's in it coolin his buns! MOL 

Wordless Wednesday

With Miss Jenga & Oliver

That Woman's been out with an ear icky.  We will return tomorrow with regular posting. 

xoxo

Pawparazzi Guard

Since Ms. Stella is being served with a lawsuit

she has upped the security around here with some hired muscle.

Word on the the street is she went way waaaay underground and ferreted out the notorious 

"Mr. Grey" 

Mr. Grey's has a reputation for excessive and malicious violence.  Not even the major heavyweights in the underground crime syndicate hire him as his methods are so heinous even to them.

Any and all intrusions today were met with Ninja speed and the perpatrators instantly dispatched.  

The photos below were taken by a random citizen who was delivering Cat Litter to the premises.  Don't scroll down if you are of a fainty disposition (or a bb kitteh)

Mr. Grey: "you feelin' lucky punk?"

 MG: "Go ahead, Make.My.Day.  Human!"

"That's right!  Back off punk!  You better count them digits when you get home, I think you'll find you might be missing a few!"

Any attempts at libelous activity were met with equal ferocity.

MG: "What exactly do you think you are doing with this?"

That's right- nothing! Because it's difficult to write when your instruments are being ruthlessly tortured!

 MG: "Don't fink I don't thee your hanths there, asth sthoon asth I finishth wif disth paperths you are nextth!"

Nor could he be lured by 'humanly wiles' of distraction

MG:"Oh, so you think you can use the ol' neck scritching relaxation technique on me eh?  Well I was trained by the best & every day for many moons I was subjected to this form of torture until I became immune to it's effects!"

 "HA HAH!  FEE, I TOLD YOU STHO!"

*sigh*  

Guess the maurading press will have to suck it up and 

maybe get some actual work done this fine Sunday. 

Good job Mr. Grey!  I hope Ms. Stella is paying you well~

MG: "paid?" 

Super Secret Footage

Of an event that ROCKED the CatBlogosphere.  

 (and quite possibly the funniest blog post to come along in some while. 

That's right kitties,

You saw it here first:  For those who are squeamish or for little bitteh kitteh's, viewer discretion is advised.

What you see below is what took place just prior to 'the gassing heard round the world'.  Witnessing The Kings valiant efforts to evade capture and the inevitable -tutoring- that followed. 

  *sniff*

such a brave, brave soul!

Oh yes kitties; The Cat world continues to mourn the loss

Somehow, we manage to continue on

sigh

xoxo

Ms. Stella O'Houligan  

Ahhhh Friday...

If I were a human, today might be meaningful

possibly

enjoy your (continued) workless days kitties! 

xoxo

Ms. Stella

Furrrsday

The Truth Will Out

Heya Hepcats!

It has come to my attentions that I gotta make a statement in my own defense about recent incidents involving a certain cretin,  Ornj Goon,  Ornj Mancat.

I had nothing what so ever to do with him eating wasps I tell you!

I never did say 'they tasted like orange stripey fish'

(no one could have heard that )

NOR did I ever insinuate or otherwise infer 

that after ingestion

magical hallucinations would occur.

(I would certainly have them all ingested by now if this were the case I can assure you)

For evidence in my own defense I present the following:

Exhibit A: does this face look like the face of supreme Feline intelligence to any of you?

(as compared to say,  the photo above which is of course, the epitome of C.A.T.)

Truly, there is no court that would convict me on all this flimsy, highly circumstantial evidence! 

Yes I happened to be lounging out in the grass

 But I was NOT 'lurking with malicious intent'!

Preposterous!  Slander!  Lies I tell you!

And on top of all that he got to use up nearly all my stores of painkillers.

I mean, what am I to do now if I get attacked by a Monarch or some other wildly vicious creature?  

Those little white moths are hellish nightmares!  Oh sure they look all flity and dainty but you can't let that fool you!  They have razor sharp fangs & claws and they spew venom from those tentacles sticking out of their heads!  Aliens!  A Ladycat needs her medicine chest stocked up.  'sall I'm sayin.  

Pshhht! He's such a baby.

ManCat Mon...

Oops.  Guess it's Tuesday already.  Well, this weekend was jam packed with me doing a lot of this. 

Ever since That Woman figured out that I was out eating wasps (which made my face swell up) she hasn't let me out of her sight!  

Until she get's off her hind end some time and knocks down the nest I'm not allowed to go out when she has her coffee (so she doesn't go out either cos I givez her 'The Face').  Pah! 

dumb ol wasps anywayz

not like they even tasted gud

It was nice gettin all the attentions tho.  specially coz since the grey plushiemonster gets 'em alla time.  

Yup; I'm still the baby too.  

Cat we talk?

MOOOOOOM!  You really want to be taking a photo of ME not that dumb square thing in the background.  Whassa matter with you? And no need to type either.  Look at my big feets! 

(of course if they want to see what that is they can go HERE:)

Why Cat People are twitchy...(suckers)

Because it starts with hundreds of dollars (and several of these) 

 and ends up like this:

 Sir Clyde, the boneless (aka, Mr. Dryer Lint)

  

Riddle of the day: 

 How do you get an 11 lb cat into a tiny space where water could come flying out at any time?

 beat's me... (maybe we should ask Schrodinger)

'Old Toeless' thinks this is a riot! 

BTW: That is a seamstresses' cutting board she's on

and yes

it's cardboard.

Wordless Wednesday

Oh but when it rains...

Doesn't it just pour?

My beloved Ollie was found like this a week ago:

sound asleep in the bag

 which isn't like him at all.

So upon closer inspection I could tell the left side of his face looked a lot bigger than the right! 

OMCats! *worry, worry, fret, fret*

after staying up all night watching him I finally fell asleep for an hour only to wake up and find him in the living room, on the floor rolling around chriping and happy & not swollen anywhere.

WTF?

Naturally, he went to the vets.  After many tests, a poke & prod here and there he was uncerimoniously returned to me and I was informed me was the picture of health.  At just 12 months old he weighs in at 11 pounds.  Teeth, gums, coat; everything fine.  No lumps, no  bumps, no fleas, nothing out of the ordinary.  He was sent home with clavamox drops to fight any possible internal infection just to be safe.

Couple days later he started perking up, wasn't sleeping all day and even had a paw whapping good time with Clyde his little buddie.

Then, Friday night,

 back in the bag, and same side all swolled up.

Again, I stayed up with him all night (with tears in my eyes at his obvious discomfort and my utter helplessness)  I did have some pain meds that I adminstered and he drifted off to la-la land but stayed in his bag.



Next morning: right as rain

a small hard bump left where the swollen area was. 

This time I called the vet rather than commit another *gulp 500* to the cause.

The vet said he didn't honestly know.  He felt it was a gland or lymph node reaction to something. I think it may be the new treats I gave them.  They are the Natural Balance Rabbit. 

Ollie wasn't taken much with them but he did eat them.

Now we are undergoing a scientific experiment

It was Friday night when he last had a reaction & I'm pretty sure I had given the rabbit treats that eve. as opposed to the Salmon Temptations. 

Per Dr.'s orders I am to wait a few days and give him a rabbit treat and see what happens.

I hate to do it; given that he will get all swollen again, but Dr. is right (and so is Missy Teri) that it's better to know for sure even if it means a little discomfort. (and I still have a couple syringes of pain meds)

In other Drug Related news:

Here is  Ms. Stella,

this should serve as a warning to bb kitteh's everywhere, when you hit the ol' valarian bag

you may find yourself on some fringe of the carpet with a piece of cardboard as your only friend. 

I don't think Clyde was paying attention:

note the position of his paws (as if he's the victim of a hold up in his sleeps)

and the closeness of the valarian bag.

I think some kitty re-hab may be in order here. 

Terrible Tuxie Toesday Tude

Go Away!

That should cover it...

O- Lollie!

Sound Asleep.

A Hard Day's Night indeed!

Wordless Wednesday

Tuxie Toosday

Miss Jack; gettin' ready to take off running!