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

Mikey Mouse Man of the Hour

Since Kelly and I are the only ones in the house, the cats have become wild for attention. They sit and watch TV with us, go to the bathroom with us, mow the lawn with us and demand hugs and kisses.

Mikey flirts with us all the time . . . here he can't choose which lap he wants to dig his little dagger claws into so he chose the middle of the couch . . . i think he thinks its his pride rock.

{Mufasa Mikey - his wrestler name if he ever were to go pro}

-- 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

Mikey

Hello My Dear Sweet Followers,

Let me introduce you to Mikey {which is short for Michelangelo}. He is a feral bob tale Siemens rescue cat that Jenn adopted just last year i believe it was. Now Mikey is a very smooth talking spindly legged bandit of the night who DECIDED to get a badder infection {to put in the simplest terms} RIGHT before Jenn was going to leave on her family vacation. Splendid time Mikey {yes we all thought so too}. Anyhoo, here he is in his most proudest moments. ENJOY.

{kelly has this amazing ability to read cats minds}

{watching TV with us on the couch}

{devouring his wet food as well as getting food wedged in his cone}

-- Dana