June 30, 2012

Sunny (And Hot) Saturday

The heat wave that is hitting the middle part of our country has arrived in our neck of the woods. Thank goodness for air conditioning!

June 26, 2012

Mom Is Worried About Me

Because I am behaving very well and I am not getting into any trouble and because she and PlusOne thought they saw me limp. How can I misbehave with Miss Eagle Eyes on me all the time? As for whether or not I am feeling well, I'm not sure. I'll let you know. I wonder if I could use this to keep mom home from work today?

June 22, 2012

Too Hot Thursday

It was 96 degrees F yesterday. Today is supposed to be even hotter! It was so hot that Lucky was lying on her belly drinking water out of the bowl. She was also making a mess (water everywhere) and she was lying IN the water mess. Until mom picked her up and carried her over to the air conditioner. After five minutes of that, she was feeling a little better. Thank goodness PlusOne will be home early to turn the air conditioning on.

Stay cool everyone!

June 17, 2012


Huh, you want us to do what? Right now? Uh, can we take a rain check on that.

June 15, 2012

Truthful Thursday

Here's the truth. Mom is a wuss. She doesn't like horror films, scary stuff or just plain freaky stuff. The original Shining movie was a very bad experience for her. (Strangely enough, she can read Stephen King easily, but watching it onscreen is a whole different story.)

So when she was watching TV the other night and they kept having ads for "The Walking Dead", mom was not amused.

She is even more unamused as PlusOne has decided that the show is really cool and he wants to watch all the episodes. On the big TV. In the living room. Where mom would sit and read. Yup, mom is not happy. I told you she's a wuss!

June 13, 2012

Wordy Wednesday

I'm not talking to you, or going near you. You pulled out the grinder and did my nails.

June 8, 2012

Finally Friday

This is how mom feels, crash and burn, thank goodness it's Friday. clunk

June 5, 2012

It Didn't Rain

So mom went out and planted her sunflowers. She planted five different types. Or maybe it was six. She hopes they look as good as these from last year. Or was it the year before?
Here I am checking out last year's crop. They were pretty but not very tasty. Now, imagine if the broccoli could grow that big. YUM!

Mancat Monday

Mancat Rule of the Day:  It is very manly to hog the couch and the remote.

June 2, 2012

Titus on Tuesday: A Defense (and a Tattle)

Let me ask you - is this the face of a criminal???

As you may or may not have heard (if your parents are on that awful Facebook), I was accused of bunn-icide on Sunday (a charge which was later changed to bun-napping after the victim bunny hopped away). But it's soooo not as bad as Mom made it out to be.

See, Mom let me in from outside and didn't notice that there was something in my mouth. Dad pointed out that there were legs hanging from my mouth and Mom tried to get me to go back outside. When I wouldn't go, *she* ran outside, screaming like a little girl. Dad finally got me outside and Mom saw the legs and started running around and screaming. Since it looked like she was playing a super fun game of RAWR, I started chasing her. It was so much fun, but apparently she didn't think it was nearly as fun as I did. She wouldn't stop screaming so Dad told her to go back in the house.

A few minutes later, she came back out with a tasty treat, but I wouldn't drop the legs even for that. In fact, as soon as I saw her, I ran over to show her what I had. Which started the whole running around screaming thing again. Which got me all excited and I started chasing her. hehe Dad sent her back in the house and told her not to come back out. hehe

I finally dropped the legs and Dad noticed that it was a little bunny. He took me in the house and gave me a piece of delicious jerky to distract me and went back outside to see about the bunny. He came back in and told Mom that it was just sitting on the patio, covered in dawg spit. He went to the garage to get something to move it with (or for something way more sad that Mom doesn't even want to think about). By the time he got back, it was hopping away. It hopped under the fence into the neighbor's yard. He said it seemed fine - no limping, no nothing else gross or sad that Mom doesn't want to think about.

Needless to say, Mom was not that thrilled with me. I got a lecture about bunnies and the whole we-do-not-eat-bunnies-they-are-our-friends and we had to go over the whole Feet and Tails Rule. AGAIN. Sheesh. I got checked for fleas (sheesh, eat one bunny a long time ago and bring in a ton of fleas and they never forget it). Any time I go outside now, there's someone standing there - watching me do my stuff and making sure that I don't eat anything. I have not had a good smooch from Mom since early Sunday afternoon. I think I've been punished enough - especially when I didn't do anything wrong.

See, I didn't kill the bunny. He wasn't even harmed. I didn't even bun-nap him. I was just bringing him inside so that we could be friends. Yep, that's it.

Mom did say she was grateful that I didn't drop the bunny in the house - she thinks it would have been mayhem. hehe

Anyway, I DID NOT kill or bun-nap anyone. Mr Bun was my new friend and he wanted to live with us. That is my story and I'm sticking to it.

As for the tattling part - After the whole bunny incident, Mom made Dad take her to the b-a-r and she drank lots of adult beverages to "steady her nerves". And she's taking to calling me "Bitus" - like *I* have an evil twin now.