Feline Friday - Dear Santa by Baggy

Dear Santa,

I already got my Christmas gift, the stupid Lady said she wasn't dressing me up this year. She said I had earned that after 18  years and 8 months. She said if I make it to 19 years and 8 months, she was dressing me up. That isn't giving me stuff to live for.

This is what I want:
More treats. Not getting them is annoying.
The dogs to stop running with me in the basement. It annoys me.
The dogs to never sit in my chair. It annoys me.
The dogs to not sniff my butt. It annoys me.
I want to be able to jump on things. Not being able to annoys me.
More sunbeams to sleep in. Cloudy days annoy me.
The dogs to remember I let them live. I could kill them in their sleep. It is my house.

Thanks Santa,

Bagheera

Note: The pictures are from Christmas 2011

I am looking regal

Lady calls this my Grinch pose

----------------------------------------------------

As part of the Blogville New Year's Bash, Baggy and Nin are hosting: "Make the old cats laugh comedy hour."

Please submit your best joke (and picture if you wish), name and name of your blog by December 27th to leeandphodATbellDOTnet. We will post them all on the blog on the 31st.

There will be a prize for the best joke as voted on by the fans.

--------------
Card count:
Us 45
Them 7
All of us 2

Feline Friday - Baggy Edition

Here Baggy shares his feelings about the power being out, having to snuggle with the dogs, having another dog in the house for Christmas and everything else that is on his mind!

Dear Santa - by Baggy

Dear Santa,

12 years ago you made the Lady's Christmas wish come true and brought her a goddamn dog (pardon the expression but I have lived for 17.75 human years - which puts me into my late 80s in cat years so I can say whatever the heck I want). For 12 years I have put up with 4 different stupid dogs. While I admit these latest two, I call them dumb and dumber, are less offensive then the previous ones, I still don't like them.

For Christmas I would like the dogs to disappear or at least not be visible to me.
I want my counter basket to always be there and to always get to sleep in it.
I want food to be in my dish when I want it and not when the stupid people think I should have it.
I want pets when I want them.
I want to get to bite noses when I feel like it.


Thank you for your time,

Bagheera

Another Award! by Lee, Phod, Nin and Baggy

Our good friends Mollie and Alfie gave us this award. Thanks! Since our Lady wouldn't let us give Oscar Style speeches last time, we have distracted her and taken over the blog so we can each give our speech.

Lee: Thanks, I am sweet and deserve all the awards and attention and everything. I am a princess and should be treated like it. Thanks to Mollie and Alfie for acknowledging this. Thanks to the people at Catahoula who rescued me so I could grow up to be a demanding princess. I am not thanking my people cause they make me wear a horrible hug.

Phod: Thanks to my rescuers, my people, my Lee, my Nin, my Baggy and everyone who reads this. I hope you all love me and I make you happy. I try really hard.

Baggy: Clearly this was awarded cause of me. People only tune in for me. I think I should be featured more in this blog. I think it would increase readership. Thanks. 

Nin: What an award is? What speech is? Meow, purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. 

Some people to pass this on to:

The blog that almost always makes me cry (both joy and sorrow):  Mel's Furry Four Legged Foster Friends

The blog that always makes me laugh: Molly the Wally

The blog that always makes me go awwwww I want a kitten! Tails from foster kittens

A day in my Life - by Baggy

Breakfast is served

I think the Lady in the house spends too much time dealing with those stupid dogs. I think she forgets I was her first baby and am the best baby. So I have hijacked this blog today to tell people about a day in my life. I am sure you will all find it much more interesting than a day with those stupid dogs.

I start my day by greeting the Lady at the bedroom door. I like to lay so she basically trips over me. I use this as a time to remind those stupid dogs that I could kill them if I wanted to. I like to keep them in their place.

Napping in the basket that is just for me.

I then wait patiently for the Lady to give me my special food. She feeds me on the counter so the dogs can't get my food. Sometimes Nin will try and steal some food, I let him have some when I am done.

After all the morning excitement it is time for a nap. The lights on the counter are very warm, so I take a nap on the counter.

Nin at the front, me at the back having a nap.

My paw sticking out of my fav sleeping spot

Eventually I get tired of the counter and I grab a drink, tell the dogs off and settle on the couch for a nap. I have the dogs trained to leave me alone and I basically get the couch to myself. I generally don't mind sharing the couch with Nin, as long as he doesn't try to hump me or wrestle. My old body doesn't like wrestling.

After some time, I will feel nature calling so I will saunter to the litter box. On the way I will likely tell the dogs off again.  All this effort will require another nap in my favourite sleep place, under the table between the washer and dryer. The Lady has left bedding for me here. I like to sleep here as no one disturbs me and I don't have to worry about a dog sniffing me or looking at me as they are not allowed in.

My evenings really depend on my mood. I usually come out and demand some more soft food. If I am in the mood I may join the pack on the couch. It is a good chance to show my dominance over the dogs.

Those are the highlights of my life. As you can see, it is really hard to be me.

The Lady says to remind everyone starting tomorrow is pet humiliation, I mean Halloween on the blog. Whatever she says about me and my costume is a lie, I didn't purr. I hated it!