Toes and Tummy Tuesday

Hmmmm, maybe I should enter this in Monty Q's full-Monty contest. Is this a full Monty? Or just a parshul Monty? Or a Monty with a twistie? Does anykitty know?



My sweetie Ariel, lookit how I'm grinnin' in that pickshure -- I'm grinnin' cuz I wuz dreamin' about you.

And I got my entry in fur Jeter's kool Squillion kontest! hehehe, I'm goin' fur them monkeys!

Meezer Mancat Monday: Bein' a Good Bruther

This is one of my favrit pickshures of me and Brainball. It shows Brainball real good in all her ginormous floofosity and Lion Kittytude!



Here's some more about my great sistur Brainball's upcomin' Gotcha Day Paw-tay on August 1!

Tyler asked how old Brainball's gonna be. Well, we celabrate her Gotcha Day on August 1 cuz that's when she came to live with Momma and Daddy six years ago, but the vet said she thought Brainball was about three years old back then. So that makes her around nine now.

Monty asked if this was a dress-up kinda thingie or if stripies are ok. This is a furry free-wheelin' paw-tay -- whoever wants to dress up, dress up, and effuryone who wants to come in their burffday suit, do that, and stripes are always superduper! Brainball likes her stripes furry much, hehe.

Karl and Anastasia asked if the paw-tay will be formal and what stuffies effuryone should bring. Nah, it won't be formal. But there will be lotsa good foodies! There will be 'nip, 'niptinis and tunatinis, there will be tuna and lobster and chikken and ham and turkeys and fishies and shrimpies. And fourteen billion squillion tons of stinky goodness! My sistur Marilyn's gonna make them yummy tuna puffs of hers, too! But bring anything you want, maybe even evil coffee stirrers for efurryone to play with, or maybe some nice crunchy buggies.

And hopefully I won't drink too many tunatinis and barf alla way to Mars.

Thankies effurybodies for your nice and sweet komments, and Brainball thanks you, too! We Ballicai are getting furry ecksited about her Paw-tay!

(and hehe, Ariel, I can't wait to snuggle with you and give you kissies!)

Two Furry Impawtant Announsements

My buddy Jeter's Kool Squillion Kontest starts at 12:01 a.m., EST on Sunday, Jooly 15 -- that's less than five hours from now, wowie! Countin' down! I'm gettin' furry ecksited, aren't you?



And guess what's comin' up August 1... it's Brainball's Gotcha Day!




We Ballicai are gonna have a PAW-tay right here on this bloggie, and we hope effurybodies can come!

The Power of Schmooze

(Ackshually, this pickshure oughta be called the power of snooze cuz it shows me snoozin', not schmoozin'... but anyways!)



Wowie wow, I'm so happy -- my superduper buddy Jeter has honored me with the Power of Schmooze Awardie! Thankies so much, Jeter! And if there were a Power of Snooze Awardie, I'd prob'ly be in the runnin' for that, too. And espechully for the Power of SPAZ Awardie! hehehe



Here's some more innfurmashun about the Power of Schmooze:

"As it goes, schmoozing is the natural ability 'to converse casually, especially in order to gain an advantage or make a social connection.' Good schmoozers effortlessly weave their way in and out of the blogosphere, leaving friendly trails and smiles, happily making new friends along the way. They don’t limit their visits to only the rich and successful, but spend some time to say hello to new blogs as well. They are the ones who engage others in meaningful conversations, refusing to let it end at a mere hello - all the while fostering a sense of closeness and friendship."

Cool Beaniez! I love to schmooze, almost as much as I love to snooze and spaz. And now I get to pick some other kitties for the awardie. Hmmmm, thinkin', thinkin' -- this'll be hard cuz effurybodies in the kitty bloggiesphere is so nice and superduper. But here's my picks. Efurrykitty gets to display the awardie on their bloggie and then pick five more kitties as great Schmoozers.

1. My gurlfurriendkitty Ariel. She's not only my sweetie but she's a great schmoozer. She's furry friendly and supportive and a wunnerful friend to efurrykitty.

2. Mr. Chen and Ollie. Mr. Chen and Ollie are KOOL! They're a lotta fun and they're nice and good-hearted and furry kommoonity-oryented.

3. The Kattonic Cats (Zippy, Sadie, 'n Speedy). They're nice and good-hearted and furry kommoonity-oryented, too, and man oh man do they efur know how to throw a PAWTY!

Toona Sammitches

I'm gonna be with my sweetie Ariel today -- we're gonna teleport somewheres that lets kitties eat toona sammitches all day. I told her we'll eat so many we'll be rollin' onna floor. We'll eat and eat and eat and eat then sleep and snuggle and then eat and eat some more. Then we might kill us an eeeeeevil coffee stirrer or two, fur ecksercize.

And of course I'm gonna give her a kissie. I hope she won't mind my toona breaf, but then she'll have toona breaf, too. hehehe



And I wanted to say: efurrybody go to my buddy Jeter's bloggie on Sunday -- well, he's great to visit effuryday cuz he's such a kool cat, but he's havin' a real nifty-soundin' Squillion Kontest on Sunday, so don't miss it! Jeter's kool and Squillions are kool, so you know the kontest has gotta be kool, too!

Tagged: a Cool New Meme!

I've been taggied for a kool new meme by my bee-yootiful sweetie girlfurr-iend Ariel and by my handsum furr-iend Ramses. And I also wanna thank efurrykitty for your nice words about the spat here yesterday. Both Brainball and Marilyn are feelin' bettur today and they've been snoozin' a lot -- ackshually, all of us Ballicai have been snoozin' a lot today cuz we were all kinda hyper yesterday. Today's been a great day to RELAX.


What were you doing 10 years ago?

10 years ago??? Wowie, that's a long, loooooooong time ago... wuz there dinosauries on the earth way back then??? (oh crud, bettur not let Marilyn hear me say that cuz she'z older than 10...)


What were you doing 1 year ago?

Well, since I'm just ofur a year old, I woulda been an itty bitty kitten. I didn't live with Momma and Daddy and Brainball and Marilyn and Dorydoo yet, since I showed up at Momma and Daddy's back porchie late last year as a straykitty.


Five things you like to eat:

Stinky goodness turkey flavor
TEMPTASHUNS!
Cheddar cheesies
toooooona!
Stinky goodness any flavor


Five songs to which you know all the lyrics:

"TNT" by AC/DC -- it's my theme song

"Run to the Hills" by Iron Maidden

"Livin' on a Purr-ayer" by Jon Bon Jovi -- or iz that Jon Bon Skeezix??

"Come On Feel the NOIZE" by Twisted Sistur

"MAO at the Moon" by Ozzie Ozzborne (I know it's s'pozed to be "Bark at the Moon" but I like "MAO at the Moon" bettur)

(Heavy Metal ROCKZ! *doin' air guitar with my pawsies*)


Five things you would do if you were a millionaire:

Build a bee-yootiful kitty housie for me and Ariel, it would have catwalkies and nooks and krannies to ecksplore and all kindsa kool places to snooze and snuggle in

Build a bigger house for Momma and Daddy so they could have more kitties to live with them

Build a great big huge cat sanckchooary for alla the kitties out there who don't have furrefur homes

Buy fifty gazillion squillion tons of TEMPTASHUNS

Buy a Little Mao CrotchRocket (motorcycle) so I could spazz around the housie even FASTUR!


Five bad habits:

(only FIVE? *whew*...)

Openin' the kitchen kabinnet doors

Jumpin' onna kountur when Momma's cookin'

Sneekin' inna dishwasher and lickin' the foodie dishes

Messin' with my sisturs when they're inna potty

Tryin' to climb inna poopie bags when Momma's scoopin' our boxes


Five things you would never wear again:

Well, if you mean clothies, I've nefur worn clothies, but I don't efur wanna wear cat barfies on my nose again -- sometimes I get nosey when Hairball barfs up a Brainball, oopsie, I mean when Brainball barfs up a hairball.


Five favorite toys:

EVIL COFFEE STIRRERS!!!! kill, kill, KILL!
The red dot thingie! KILL!
Toilet paper cores
Lids off plastic bottles
My oingy boingy monkey that hangies from the doorframe (Momma likes to sing to me: "A Mao and his Monkey, and a Monkey and his Mao")


Five kitties to tag:

Well, I'm not sure who's been taggied and who hasn't, so I'll just say anykitty who wants to play! And as alwayz, love and kissies and snugglies to my Ariel.

Meezer Rule Wednesday: Fussy Sisters!

Ooooh, my two big sisturs had a tiff today! Marilyn's got a bettur explanation of it on her bloggie cuz I didn't see efurrything that happened, but it seems like Marilyn was scratchin' somewheres Brainball didn't want her to scratch, and Marilyn got too close to Brainball afterwards and they started hissin' and then swattin' at each othur.





Momma cutted down on the hosstilitiez real quick by clappin' her hands and nokitty got hurt, but dang, gurls can sure be temperramentle! Marilyn and Brainball don't spat too awful much, hardly at all, really -- and I guess we're lucky they don't spat more than they do cuz they're just so diffrunt, and I think their purr-sonalities clash sometimes.

But I love 'em both, so I didn't take anykitty's side. Just call me the Diplocat.

And speakin' of love, love and huggies and kisses to my Ariel! Me and my sweetie never spat, either *kissies*.

Now for my Meezer Rule: when your sisturs get into a spat, be a Diplocat. How's that? (hey, I'm a poet and I know it, sumetimes I efun show it!)

More Fun With the Pink Wig!

Dorydoo wanted in on the fun with Anastasia's pink wiggie! But she didn't want that funky gray patturned psyckadelick background. So here she is with a stark white background! She thinks the white shows off both the pink wiggie and her black furs lots bettur. And she sez Hi to her little twin sistur Fiona and to handsome black mancat Rascal!



Then me and Dorydoo and Marilyn teamed up to talk Brainball into wearin' the wig. At first she didn't wanna. She's real pracktical, bein' a Navy Seal Tuff Alpha Girlcat and effurything. She said somethin' like, what do I want to go and wear a WIG for??? But we talked her into it, and here she is. She looks a little surly, if you ask me...


I still can't get ofur how purr-etty Ariel looked wearin' the wiggie! My buddy Jeter sez "laffin' and laffin'", well I was "swoonin' and swoonin'" ofur Ariel, hehe!

Meezer Mancat Monday

Karl and Anastasia at The Cat Realm dared me to wear Anastasia's pink punk rock chick wiggie. So here I am, fur Meezer Punk Rock Chick Mancat Monday!

Ariel, do you think pink's a good kolor on me? Kissies, kissies!




And lookie! Jeter's wearin' the wiggie, too. We're two kool mancats! hehehe



Wowie kazowie, look who else just now put on Anastasia's wig: Henry Helton! Doesn't he look just smashin' in pinkies!



Skeezix sure is right: mancats look great in pink!

We Ballicai Rock... and Whatta Great Party!

Cool Beaniez! My buddy Jeter awarded me the Rockin' Boy Blogger Awardie! Thank you so much, buddy! That's such an honor, and I really appreshiate it.


And let's see, I'm gonna award the Rockin' Boy Blogger Awardie to...

Mickey -- Jeter's bruther: an ecksellent, brilliant, and artikulate mancat who I'm thinkin' will be my fyooture bruther-in-law onna these days.

Ben Fuzz -- he's a bee-yootiful kitty, floofy, fun, and fabyoolus, and he's my bruther cuz he's Marilyn's bruther.

Yoggie -- he's another superduper kitty, a good pal, and he's also my bruther cuz he's Marilyn's brother. He's gone for a bit, while his beans are on vakashun, but when he gets back, he'll have a happy surprise.

Ali -- he's a great mancat, sweet and kind, and a great boyfurriend to the lovely Miss Peach.

Caesar -- a sweet and loving kittyboy and an inspiration to us all.

Sheesh, I only get to do five?? I could a LOT MORE. There are so many rockin' boycat bloggers.

And guess what else! My furr-iend Parker awarded the Rockin' Blogger Girl Awardie to alla my sisturs, Marilyn, Brainball, and Dorydoo!




I'm so ecksited fur 'em that I'm spazzin' all ofur the house, and my sisturs are furry happy, too. This'll be Marilyn's second awardie, and Brainball and Dorydoo are thrilled -- Brainball efun interrupted her Big Bad Butt Alpha Girlcat Patrol duties to poze for a pickshure.



And Dorydoo's smilin' fur the kamera!



I asked Brainball and Dorydoo who they wanna nominate (Marilyn already nominated some girlkitties with her first awardie), and they picked...

Fiona -- Dorydoo loves Fiona. She thinks of her like a little sister-twin.

Kellie -- Brainball loves Kellie cuz Kellie's a big orange girl like Brainball.

Prinnie -- Dorydoo and Brainball both talk about what a sweet girlcat Prinnie is and whatta good sistur she is to Caesar. And Prinnie is Dorydoo's inspirashun to be nicer to me, hehe!

DaisyMae Maus -- Brainball thinks DaisyMae's fun and sweet and purr-etty, and she's so nice and kind to effuryone.

Jade -- Dorydoo just loves Jade -- she admires Jade's tuff, can-do attitude, her spirit, and her bee-yooty, too!

But we really wanna nominate efurrykitty on the kitty bloggiesphere -- boys and gurls -- cuz you are all superduper kitties and each one furry speshul.

Now to what I did today. I am wore plumb out.


Marilyn and me went to the Kattonic Cats' (Zippy, Sadie, and Speedy) Gotcha Day and Purrthday Party. I was hopin' Ariel would be there and Marilyn was hopin' Mick would be there, but it was a really fun party efun though we missed our sweeties.

Miles Meezer and Sanji helped me kill evil coffee stirrers, and we played tub hockey with ham (I think, or was that a niptini halloosinashun? maybe we just ate the ham) and we also played Kill the Red Dot. I started gettin' smashed on niptinis and tunatinis, and Marilyn didn't want me to have no more and efun started talkin' about takin' me home. Sheesh, she was acktin' more like my momma than like my big sistur. Well, she's a whole lot older than me, so she thinks she's gotta look out for me and take care of me.

Efun though Marilyn wouldn't let me have no more tunatinis (tunatinis is made with toona joice), Parker slipped me one where Marilyn couldn't see, and guess what. I chugged it like a chug monster, then I BARFED. Oh yes, I did... and efurrykitty had to take cofur. My barf went all way to Japan and maybe efun to Mars. The beans in the white coats (yeah, I know how that sounds, hehe) took me to a speshul barfie room and got me all cleaned up and blow-dried, and after I barfed, I felt lots bettur. *whew* boy, am I gonna have a hangofur tomorrow.

Ariel, sweetie, you woulda loved the party (not my barf, but I promise I wouldn't have barfed on you), and I missed you bunchies and bunchies!

I Named My Virchual Squillion After Brainball

I gotta Virchual Squillion. Ain't he just the cutest thing? He's round and orange like my sistur Brainball. So I named him Brainball Jr. cuz I love Brainball so much. She'z the best sistur efur.



I don't reckon it matters that Brainball Jr.'s a boy and Brainball my Sistur's a gurl. There'z so much kitty estrojin in this housie with alla my sisturs -- and sisturs are alwayz GURLS, ya know -- so I decided my Squillion's just gotta be a boy.

Brainball and me snoozed together on the purr pad on the window perchie, and she purred extra-rumbly when I told her my Squillion's name. I think I made her happy!


Whaddya think of my Squillion, sweetiepie Ariel? Isn't he just the cutest thing? Well, not as cute as you, though! And check out the sparkly button Momma helped me make -- ofur to the right, in my sidebar. I hope you like it!

Whatta Great Day!

Yesterday was all kindsa good stuff rolled into one: Fourth of July, and a whole buncha great kitties' purrthdays... and yay, it was my bee-yootiful sweetie Ariel's purrthday! She turned five years old.



Me and Ariel were at Skeezix's great purrthday pawty and Fourth of July bash, and Tripper the Psyko Stray Cat brought some super-primo 'nip. I'm tellin' you what, that was some good stuffies!

I got really nipped out, so then me and Ariel went to her place and had a snuggleday togethur. It was a really, really great day!

Tattoo Tuesday

My gurlfurriendkitty Ariel got a superduper tattoo. Lookit, lookit!



Isn't she stunningly gorgus? And she's tuff, too, cuz gettin' a tattoo kinda hurts! Her tattoo is kool, don'tcha think?

So I decided today would be Tattoo Tuesday. Here I am at the tattoo parlor, waitin' my turn. Tattoos might hurt, but I'm a tuff mancat! I wasn't gonna get skeered, nope, nope, not me.



ACK! ulp... Okay, it don't hurt. I mean, it didn't hurt. Well, not too much. And I really like the tattoo I got. Check it out -- you can biggify the pikshure to see the tattoo bettur.


Ariel, I hope you like it! Love and purrs from your MaoMao.

Meezer Mancat Monday

My sisturs Marilyn and Dorydoo are always layin' up here on the receiver, but I finally got a chance to nap up here today! Marilyn's still off visiting Mick, and Dorydoo's sleepin' on the bed fur a change, so that means I get this piece o'prime kitty real estate!


I bettur enjoy it up here while I can.

Here'z a poem for my sweetie Ariel:

The best thing in the wurld would be
If my gurlfurriendkitty was here wif me
We'd run around and play all day
And then we'd snooze the night away.

We'd kill the evil coffee stirrers
Then we'd cuddle togethur and purrrrrrrr
Yeah, the best thing in the world would be
If my gurlfurriendkitty was here wif me.

New Purr Pads!

Momma got us some kool pad things to lay on -- they're called Purr Pads. She put one on the window perch and another on the sewing machine table in front of the bedroom window.

Me and Brainball and Dorydoo tried out the purr pads, and we love 'em! Marilyn will try 'em out when she gets back -- she's off visitin' Mick at his purr pad, hehehe!

Here's Dorydoo, lookin' mighty comfy.



And here's Brainball before she settled down for a snoozy. Brainball especially likes soft, paddy, squishy stuff, prob'ly 'cuz she herself is soft, paddy, and squishy.



And here's a funny pikshure of me and Brainball sharin' a Purr Pad. Momma was gonna fix the one on the perch better for us, but I got impatient 'cuz I wanted to see out the window. There was a mighty interesting buggie out there. So I worked myself in between the window and the pad while Brainball was snoozin', and I got to look out the window and snuggle against the pad at the same time.


I'd love to snuggle on a purr pad with Ariel!

Superfloofy Saturday

Check out Brainball's pawsies:

And here's a pikshure of her in all her floofosity.

Sometimes I gotta wonder what it would be like, bein' that FLOOFY!

Mighty Meezer Hunter!

Us Ballicai and our beans live in the country, and once in a while some interesting critters get into the house... like mousies!

So last night Momma was sittin' at her pooter workin' on a writing project, Marilyn was snoozin' on the JVC, and me and Brainball and Dorydoo were runnin' in a thundering Kitty Elephant Herd. Alla those things are real typickal around here.

But when Momma heard "SQUEAKIE SQUEAKIE SQUEAKIE" from the baffroom, she and Daddy came runnin' to see what me and Brainball and Dorydoo were into... or onto!

Turned out I'd caught a mousie. That mousie must not have been furry smart, comin' into a house with four kitties! I took him into the baffroom to play with him (the baffroom's where I kill Evil Coffee Stirrers, too), and Brainball and Dorydoo were helpin' me out. We were all in the bafftub playin' with the mousie, we were real ecksited. There was so much ruckus that we woke up Marilyn, and she jumped down off the JVC to see what was goin' on.

But when Momma and Daddy got into the baffroom, Daddy tried to take the mousie from us!

Well, I wasn't havin' none of that. I got that mousie in my mouth and run offt with him to the kitchen. Then I started playin' with him again and batted him under the fridgerator thingie. I couldn't get him after that, but Daddy was able to reach the mousie's tail just barely, and he got hold of him and pulled him out. Then Daddy took the mousie outside (the mousie was still alive -- the beans got involved quickly). DAGNABBIT!!!! Why'd he hafta take my mousie?!

Sheesh.

I don't know why Momma and Daddy wouldn't let me eat the mousie. But they nefur, efur, efur fuss at any of uskitties when we catch a critter. They praise us for bein' Mighty Hunters. It makes us feel so good.

So even though I didn't get to eat the mousie, I did get to catch one and play with him a little, and here I am lookin' mighty satisfied with myself.


Ariel, next time we get togethur, we'll hafta hunt mousies!

Snoozin' and Snugglin' on Thursday

This day started out okay, but it kept gettin' bettur and bettur.

First, I curled up on the clothesies fresh outta the laundry, and that stuffed Meezer was there. Oh well. I didn't pay him no mind cuz he didn't act like a pain in the patuckus. If he had, I'd have knocked his fuzzy britches off.

Then me and my big fuzzy sistur Brianball took a nap togethur. That was much nicer. I love Brainball. She's the best Alpha Cat in the world, and I'm her prota... protti... potti, naw that sure ain't right... (MOMMA!!!! how d'you spell that) ...protégée (thank you).

And best of all I teleported over to see my bee-yootiful girlfurriendkitty, Ariel. Me and her snuggled together and she even let me give her a whisker-kissie, hehehe. We fed each other Temptashuns and guzzled, um drank, tuna juice togethur. I brought her some flowersies and neither one of us ate 'em, hehehe. We purred a whole lot. Then we took a happy catnap togethur.

Ahhh, now this is the life!

Meezer Rule Wednesday

Here's a kool thing we Meezers are doin' at Simply Siamese: Meezer Rule Wednesday, where each of us Meezers shares one of our household rulz we lay down as the Meezers of the Housie.

Here's my rule for this Wednesday: whenever a bean's gotta cup or a mug with an evil coffee stirrer lurkin' inside (and evil coffee stirrers love to lurk!), that coffee stirrer's gotta be plucked out as soon as possible. Then you gotta run, with the coffee stirrer in your mouth, to the best place to do battle, then give that evil coffee stirrer the killing bitey.

And speakin' of killin' Evil Objects... (no, this ain't about that ol' Stuffed Meezer today, but I've been keepin' my eye out for him...)

My buddy Jeter suggested I write a poem about Ariel's bravery, how she kicked that evil yarn's yarny butt! And I thought that was a superduper idea.

So here goez:

I've gotta real kool story to tell
About my gurlfurriendkitty Ariel
She was snuck up on by a piece of yarn
It jumped on her and she said "darn!"
She quickly snagged it with her claw
And whacked it real hard with her paw
Then she gave it a big ol' bitey
Her claws are sharp, her teeths are mighty!
She killed it and put it around her neck
I'm proud of her, she gave it heck!
I just love my purr-etty gurl
She's the bravest kitty in the world!

Stuffed Meezer Tail Tuesday

So I decided to practice my jumpin' skills some more, and I jumped up top of the fridgerator thingie. I was so proud of myself! Except look who I found sittin' up there... that dad-blasted ol' STUFFED MEEZER!

How the heck did he get up there? He can't jump. He can't do nothin'! He can't even MOVE!

So I started lookin' at him closer. Lookit his weird tail. Why's he always keepin' it twisted up like that??

And what's with that tag stickin' outta his butt? I don't trust nothin' with a tag stickin' outta its butt. And them eyes... skeery. (eeeek, MOMMA!!!! no wait. I don't want my bee-yootiful gurlfurriend Ariel to think I'm a wuss.)

Okay (nevermind, Momma). If a stuffed Meezer's gotta be on the fridgerator thingie with me, I'll see if I can make furriends with him. Maybe he's, ya know, just kinda shy. Or somethin'. So, hi stuffed Meezer, sez me. I'm MaoMao. Wanna be my buddy?

And he didn't say nothin'. Well, at least I tried!

For a stuffed Meezer who can't move, he sure gets around. Now I'm wonderin' where he's gonna turn up next!