We are both two years old! Wow! Two at two I guess.
Gus and I love parties. You can see how excited we are in our photo. We had a wonderful birthday party with kitty tuna. I got to lick the sauce and Gus got to eat the lumps. We like it that way best. I like the juice; Gus likes the lumps. Sometimes I eat the lumps, too. Gus is very nice and always lets me wash the lumps when he’s at my house. We are good buddies.
Our mommies and daddies were very nice to us; we even got presents. We got to run and chase each other. I was VERY fast; Gus was VERY FASTER!
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We apologize for the delay in posting our Easter Buddy photos (oh and a short movie too). We had lots of fun on Easter at Timmy’s house… oh and we had a squabble too. Kitty squabbles happen sometimes. But even though we do argue occasionally, we always end up being best buddies.
As most of you already know holidays are for dressing up. Our mommies and daddies think it is cute when we get dressed. They even make us pose for pictures. We are not so sure; you can judge whether you like us in our Easter finery or not.
Gus:
This is me… showing off my tummy, nice shirt and super fancy neck tie. I like wearing these and think they make me very handsome. -Gus
Timmy:
I am laying on the ground… they put a t-shirt on me and made me wear Gus’s tie. I don’t like wearing shirts or ties; it makes me lay very still on the floor! I could not move until they took the clothes off of me. Sometimes I have to do what everyone wants just to keep them happy. I am glad that Gus likes clothes, I don’t. …timmy
The rest of our entire Easter photo gallery may be found on our Photo Gallery page.
Oh and if you’d like to see the video of our Easter squabble….
Oh I love being brushed. It is one of my favorite things. Sometimes I have to work hard to get either mommy or daddy to come into my room and give me brushes; but when I do, I love it!
Mostly I have to yell, otherwise mommy and daddy stay busy doing unimportant things. Many times I have to stand on my scratching post, like a mountain lion, so they can see me being exciting. When they finally hear me and come over to me, I run in front of them to my room. I jump onto my stand, and look handsome!
They know to brush me then… I love being brushed it makes me feel good! Sometimes mommy or daddy say that they find an extra kitty’s worth of fur on me. I like to sniff the fur and watch them put it in a big white bucket.
About a week ago, Mommy found some owies on my back. She and Daddy thought I had just scratched myself. So she cleaned them up, put some bandage spray on them, and made me wear a t-shirt. I thought I was getting better, but it hurt a lot every time she put bandage spray on it, and I had to cry. But this morning, she found a big bald spot on my back. My owies were now very very big.
So she called the vet (I HATE THOSE PEOPLES!!!) and they said to bring me right in. So Mommy and I got in the car (I love car rides, cars are fun) and Mommy got lost- we did not get out of the car at Timmy’s house?!?! I really don’t like it when she gets lost. She shouldn’t do that- we should only visit my friends.
We go into the vet, and I start crying, and I don’t want them to touch me. But Mommy puts me down anyway. (She’s so mean!) The doctor says that they have to give me nice meds, because I’m being so grumpy. Then they tell Mommy that I have an infection and they have to shave me and clean it out, and give me a very big shot of antibiotics.
Then Mommy left me alone. I don’t really know why she left me alone. But when I woke up, Mommy was standing in front of this really weird cage and trying to get me out! Daddy even came with to pick me up. I was really lucky. They brought me home, and it was so fun! Everything is very exciting, and I fall off of things, and I have to eat a lot and give lots of kisses. It makes Mommy and Daddy laugh a lot. They think I’m cute. So I’m talking to them and telling them lots of stories. They like it when I tell them stories.
This is what the world looks like to me right now.
This weekend I took a bit of time to restyle the layout of our site to better suit the mood of the FuzzyGuys. I hope you like it… oh, and apologies go out to the Geek with Laptop who developed the original theme layout.
Please let me know what you think of the new style… does it evoke kitties and informality?
Additionally do not hestitate to tell me what you’d like to see added to our little site.
…webmaster
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I like to help Mommy on laundry day. I’m a good helper. I hold things down for her, and I make sure that she trips a lot over me. So without further ado, here are pictures of me helping. (Sorry they’re blurry, Mommy’s phone isn’t very good.) As you can see, first I hopped into the Laundry baskets.
Then I hopped into the tub, and I was playing with the drain plug. It was very exciting!!!
Then I got tired and I had to take a nap. In the piles of clean laundry. Because I know Mommy and Daddy just LOVE my fur all over their clothes!!
I am pretty certain that my people go into the little room and have lots of fun. For some reason, they go into the room, close the door, have a light on. They make the room noisy AND they leave me outside in the hall.
I yell really loud; they don’t let me in.
I put my feet under the door; they rarely play with me.
I roll on the floor and make cuddly noises; no one comes to hold me.
I just don’t understand.
When they come out of the room; I run in. But there’s nothing there. I jump on the counter and poke my head around the corner, but no one comes to be exciting. I am exciting but they’re gone.
I know the room must be lots of fun. It is VERY interesting. I am pretty sure it must be one of their favorite places.
I just don’t understand why I don’t get to have fun there, too.
Wow, yesterday’s visit with Gus was sure nice.He is my friend.
We had lots of fun and wrestled, talked and chased but now I am tired. I watched birds, laid in the sunshine and yelled lots when Gus got lost. He got lost many times. Sometimes he was lost and hiding behind my back, where I wasn’t looking.
It was so exciting I had to go to sleep… even today I am still sleeping. I get very tired when Gus visits and plays with me.
I came down from my night sleep this morning and cuddled mommy and daddy. I quickly ate my breakfast; I like food. I followed mommy downstairs to her office and quickly laid in her chair… I will churp and purr when mommy or daddy come by and want to give me pets and cuddles. But mostly, I will take a small break and rest from my fun visit. Today I think is going to be a good day; I will sleep some.
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Oh I love being brushed. It is one of my favorite things. Sometimes I have to work hard to get either mommy or daddy to come into my room and give me brushes; but when I do, I love it!
Mostly I have to yell, otherwise mommy and daddy stay busy doing unimportant things. Many times I have to stand on my scratching post, like a mountain lion, so they can see me being exciting. When they finally hear me and come over to me, I run in front of them to my room. I jump onto my stand, and look handsome!
I am pretty certain that my people go into the little room and have lots of fun. For some reason, they go into the room, close the door, have a light on. They make the room noisy AND they leave me outside in the hall.
