Hi, Punkin here. Lookit what we got in the mail today. Just for buyin' cat litter.  

Thank You, I'm Done

The bathin' fit has passed. Thanks to a good brushin' by the mom. I was so glad to get that outta my system that I posed for this photo which shows off my squishy girl belly. After the photo shot I got an amazing belly rub which put me into sheer bliss. And now I no longer feel compelled to lick everything, for now.

How To Keep 'Em Guessin'

First, walk 'round and sniff the air. Second, start sniffin' the humans. Third, sniff the furniture. Fourth, give yourself a bath. Fifth, walk away. They'll start to think you're crazy. Then anything you do will be excused as just bein' a crazy cat. That way they'll never know what you're up to. And last but not least; when in doubt (like a cat ever really is) look cute.

Crybaby 101

I have my humans trained so well; that when the water fountain needs to be cleaned; all I have to do is sit beside it and cry "Mow, mow". Then one of them gets up and cleans and fills it for me. I allowed the mom to take this picture of me to show my gratitude.

So, to train your humans all you have to do is sit and whine piteously beside what you want and they will give it to you, just to shut you up. Works for me. Now go on and try it for yourselves.

My Tongue Is Possessed

This is terrible. I've been on a lickin' tear lately.
I can't stop lickin' things. It all started at the party and now I can't stop. I'm even lickin' the door jamb. Somebody stop me.

The Rain Has Come

It's finally raining, for real, I thought it would never rain again. Lookit, the birds are even happy about it. This is the first real rain we've had since October. The humans said it will rain for about a week. Yah !



All that rain made me want to give myself a bath. Yeah I know, give myself my own bath. It's almost unheard of, good thing I did though, with all those Lucky Baths that HGL was givin' at Finny and Buddy's party. He hasn't given me a bath all weekend.


















Here's an update on Baby's puppies. Look how big thay are getting. They are 2 weeks old now and keepin' her very busy. They are cute but noisy. She can feed every one of them without any help from the mom. The mom keeps a close eye on them all, since
Baby doesn't have alot of puppy experience yet. Chico likes to keep an eye on them too.

Introduction To Punkinese

Petey has been so nice as to allow the other cats to have a say on the blog. Really, he is just too lazy to do it every day, so he's gonna let the others help from time to time.

Punkin will be doing todays post. Punkin is a 10 year old Red Flame Maine Coon. He has an "M" on his forehead, it stands for "Meanie". But you'd be a meanie too if you had megacolon. Don't worry, it's under control and he's doing well and has outlived all the vets predictions. Megacolon is a congenital defect where you have lack of muscle tone in the large intestine and colon. He is small for a Maine Coon at only 12lbs, but more than makes up for it with his spirit. He's just too mean to die. Also, Punkin only speaks Punkinese, so all of his dialogue is translated to the best of my ability. As it is a very difficult language to master. Many arguments ensue at our household because of the language barrier between the cats. Intervention is frequently necessary.



Mrah. Marh mow. Reah mrew rar. Mreah wouh, mow mruh.

Hi, I'm Fuzzybutt Punkin. I'd like to say that Petey is a whiny crybaby and a stinky bruddy. That's why the mom calls him Stinky Pete sometimes. Why they ever let him in the house I'll never understand.

Murh ruh. Erouw mow mrar. Mer rhow mreh mer.

I have my own Personal Punchingbag. Her name is Luna. The humans got her just for me. I like to beat her up. She is a dumb-dumb sissyfur who likes to chase her tail.

Mrow row. Mreow reow. Mrah rarh mrurh. Rharh.

She still acts like a big dumb kitten. I bite her on the neck until she gets mad, then she sits on me. Then I get madder and then we have a big fight. Many furs fly.

I Got The Pokies

At 2PM CST on Thursday March 9, 2006 - I was whisked away from my home and subjected to a tortuous car ride and the humiliation of a public physical examination. Upon my return home at approximately 3PM on said afternoon, I immediately retired to bed in my condo. Only to emerge once to use the facilities. It wasn't until 10:30PM on Friday March 10, 2006 that I was recovered enough to resume my normal duties. It is only now, Saturady March 11, 2006 that I am able to retell those events that took place.


The nerve of those humans. Wake me up from a perfectly good sleep, just to take me to the V-E-T. Did I ask to go to the V-E-T? NO I DID NOT. Was I sick? NO I WAS NOT. Did they listen when I said no, "I don't wanna go"? NO THEY DID NOT. And to stop any rumors that may be flying around the house, I was not faking it. Just because any of you others did not feel like crap after that ordeal, does not give you the right to dismiss me. And to Punkin; during the ride to the V-E-T, I did not find it funny that every time I said "NO", you said "WAY". Furthermore, the V-E-T is not F-U-N. I offer the following photographic evidence to prove the sorry shape I was in.

It's Time To Get Lucky

Hi,Hi,Hi-HGL here. Yesterday every cat but me had to go to the V-E-T. It was so boring without any one to play with but Hunter the guard dog. He's allright, but I don't see why they couldn't leave my friend Nova out for me to play with. I would've watched her so she wouldn't get into anything. This is a picture of our guard dog and guard dog in training. The Great White Hunter and Super Sport Nova. Hunter is a White German Shepherd/Lab/Husky mix, he's 2 years old and Nova is a German Shepherd/Black Lab mix, she's 5 months old. They are very good at protecting us from any threats. Like landscaping trailers and motorcycles and anyone that walks by; 'cause we live on a corner. I like Nova 'cause us darkies gotta stick together. Hunter is OK, but way too serious, he's always patroling the backyard to make sure we are secure.

Had to stop and licky toes. Ok , where was I. OH YEAH, we gotted a new birdie feeder so we can have more birds to get at. Wait, more birdies to look at. Ok, if you say so; moms, Humph. I'll just lick my toes some more. Good, got that outta my system.

I like to do my posting while I sit on the mom's lap. I can reach the keyboard much better from there. See, me at work. Mr.Clean.

I get to do the post today 'cause Petey is still sleepin' off the pokies he gotted yesterday. I checked on him to see if he wanted to do it and he just said "Murr-leave me to sleep". So I took that as a NO. And now some interesting facts about me:

1. After a bath , my fur looks and smells just like a brand new plush toy.

2. I caught a bird from inside the house(I bet no other cat has done that). The bird was on the outside too.

3. I can open the cabinet doors in the kithcen. I learned that one from Petey.

4. I like to snuggle the mom.

5. I eat dog food.

6. I'm always happy.

7. I'm bigger in cat than on film. I weigh 15 lbs.

8. I try to give everyone a bath.

9. I have a squishy girl cat belly. No I don't think of that as a fault.

10. I like belly rubs, lots and lots.

What A Weekend

This is my bruddy Punkin
His nose isn't dirty, he just has spots on it
He likes to lay in the sun/shade
I was investifgating the brown grasses
They didn't taste too good


Thanks Magoo for a great time. It was so nice to hang out with everyone. Stupid humans wouldn't let us stay longer. It's not like there was anything to do at home. Napcar was no fun 'cause it was a road course. Although I did get to spend time outside with my bruddy Punkin. The weather was wonderful. I rolled around on the patio and explored the back yard. Punkin just layed in the sun/shade. Lucky slept all day yesterday, he must have partied too hard, and didn't get to go outside. That was nice 'cause he always spoils it for the rest of us.

Today I was real busy. I had to work, and hard work it was. Real tiring big brain stuff. I helped my humans do the layout for the bathroom tile. I got right there in the tub and helped draw the lines on the wall and measure with the level and everything. OK, nap time.

They're Here

WE GOT PUPPIES!!!
LOTS OF PUPPIES!!!
Count 'em up
There's 8
Can you believe it?
How could so many fit inside?
We were only 2 puppies shy of tying the record.
They were borned on March 1st between 5:30pm and 10pm.
All are healthy and good sized for being so many.
There are 2 chocolate blues, 2 chocolate and white, 2 fawn and white, 1 black, and 1 fawn brindled black. The mom is Chicos Poogie Baby and the Dad is Chico Chewy Brown. It was a very easy delivery for Baby 'cause she is built for making babies. That's why she's named Baby and 'cause she's the mom and Chico's baby.

Athena is the winner. We are not familiar with you. If you leave me a link in the comments or email your snail mail directly. I will have my staff send you a little something something.

I'm Sorry Mom

I didn't leave the squishy pile on the floor for you. I left it for the dad , for leaving the door closed all night. Besides it was on his side of the bed anyway ( also I peed on his clothes on the floor-take that dad-now we're even).

Yes! We Got Puppies!

But no one has guessed the exact number.
So we 're gonna continue to receive entries until someone guesses right.
The winner will be notified by e-mail and then pictures will be posted.
Until then, keep guessing.
One hint, there was more than you think.
But not a record.

Puppy Update

Still no puppies yet. But it won't be long now 'cause Baby didn't eat her breakfast this morning. I offered to eat it for her but the mom wouldn't let me. Something 'bout messing up my diet(still 17 # and holding). So, keep those guesses coming.