Bedtime for Bingo Bango & Bongo

This is how bedtime goes down:

i sleep on the couch in the piano room which is my favorite cause it smell like Jenn. When i am all settled in my couch Laire usually jumps up and wedges herself in between me and the couch breathing wonderful doggy breath into my face {i only gagged once}. this lasts only for about 5mins, then she settles on her own bed. NEXT Beatrix scans the horizon for villeins and flies while perched on the back of the couch looming over me. THEN Mikey joins . . . last time there WAS a fly buzzing in the window so that provided 10 mins of extreme entertainment and roll playing as they both took on the characters of Sherlock Holmes and Watson to search for the bug. AFTER the inspection of the room is done Mikey settles down by my legs and Bea likes to snuggle up right by my face. Sometimes they tag team and switch. They enjoy waking me up with their butts in my face or looming over me like i was a germ in a petri dish.

-- Dana

Memories, All Alone in the Moonlight

In case you've missed your kit-cats and their brawls and want to remember them vividly:

The Fight

The Stand Off

The Attack

The Corner-Look

And Peace. For Now.

--Kelly

Beatrix Potter

Beloved Wonderful Follwers,

On behalf of the International Insane Cat Society {IICS}, I would like to introduce you to Beatrix Potter. Do not let her sweet sky blue eyes and velvety pink nose fool you. She is psycho, crazy, cracked, nuts, lost her marbles, and beyond all help. She enjoys dancing across the floor toting q-tips and pencils. She is very much a morning cat I have discovered, as she bounces across the couch shoving her face in my hands demanding for a pet. She too is a bob tail Siemens rescue cat . . . which is probably why she is partly . . . no not partly . . . more like 98% unwell.

{i went upstairs to get her and she was all set up for a glamor shot}

-- Dana