Showing posts with label Ozark Mountain Cats. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ozark Mountain Cats. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Wii Cat of da Ozarks

ollie...."Finally I gots da paddle all to myself!"
ollie...."I is going to be da CHAMPION! I is going to be just as famous as dat Forest Gump guy."
annie...."Oh goody, maybe you should start jogging so we can get sum rest."

ollie...."Don't mind that annie, she's just jealous cuz she can't win at ping pong like I did."


ollie...."Just wait till I'm famous and they deliver da chocolates and catnip bouquet. She's going to regret making fun of da biped and me."

Thursday, August 20, 2009

CAT vs DOG in da Ozarks!

smudge...."hmmmm, do you think I'm brave enough, close enough to wap da doggie?"

annie...."I tink you need to grow a longer arm or lose some of dat belly if you're going to wap her."




smudge...."Maybe this would work."
annie...."Good way to become a three legged cat."


smudge....."WAP! WAP!giggle, giggle, giggle"


princess...."grrrr"



******more wapping followed by more grrrs



biped....."you'd be a lot scarier if you didn't wag your tail while you growled at da kitties."

Thursday, January 29, 2009

Formerly Feral Floof


Yes, its me again. The HEesh of the SHEesh and HEesh combo. I'm not absolutely possitive that sis and I were feral kittens, but we do know that John, the human that rescued us was. Let me correct that, John was feral, not a feral kitten. He lived on the wrong side of the tracks, in the town of Fresno which actually doesn't really even have a right side. John was a cowboy, gardener, plumber, painter when he was sober and feral when he wasn't. His sister lived next door to our biped and he occassionally visited her. Well one Sunday he showed up wif us and a couple empty beer bottles in a box. He knocked on the biped's door and asked her if she wanted a kitten. Well I looked like the biped's beloved Beau James so she immediately chose me. John threatened to leave the other kitten with his sister (another story wif a not so gud ending) so the biped reluctantly took us bof in da house. Can anyfur quess what Grandma Biped said?

Monday, January 26, 2009

Frozen Toesises


Tuesday is supposed to be Tummies and Toes, but Annie (Anahera Maia) was feeling a bit bashful today so all we got was toes. Agewise she's the second from da oldest and is a short haired OMC. What is incredible, is that she was born in California. What a strange place for an Ozark kitty wif a New Zealand name to be found. She was a feral kitten when she was rescued and taken to a place called "The Cat House on the Kings". The Cat House has over 500 kitties of all size, shapes and colors. It even has a retirement home and a special area for Fiv positive kitties. Brofur Olaf also came from da Cat House, about a year after Annie.

Well da biped wants to go to bed so we're going to let her, right after we all jump into the bed. We find it a lot of fun making her bend into prezel shapes when she tries to sleep.

Annie

Saturday, January 17, 2009

We's got Furrends!

Wow, We’re in shock here. We finally woke the biped up about noon and found out we have three new furrends and a lot of visitors to our blog. We even have a foreign non-cat furrend named Brownie. Biped #1 said that Brownie’s blog is in sum languish called Spanish. He lives in the country where all the rich HGTV viewers go to retire. They say on TV that they move to Costa Rica because da people are really nice and its beautiful there. Da Hamsters must be nice too. According to da biped, Brownee said dat der are three towns in his country and in one of them all they have to eat is chocolate ice cream. Another town is made of pasta. Boy it would be really hard to decide which town you’d want to live in. Brofur Willie is ready to start packing when he heard da part about the pasta town, but the skeptical Heesh says he thinks we need to go up to the road and ketch us a bi-lingual biped cuz there may be a little problem wif da translation.

signed,
Biped #1 for OMC's