They're BAAACK!

biped...."That's right. My little flying friends are back and this time they let me come into the chicken yard to take pictures of them. I was only four or five feet away from them as they ran up and down the chicken wire."




biped..."Of course grandma is worried that I will be attacked by the pack of killer flying squirrels. I think that maybe she's got the squirrels mixed up wif the racoon from last week's CSI Las Vegas."



biped...."This little guy wasn't real happy with my being there. You could just barely hear him growling. It was almost the identical sound that smudge makes before he lauches an attack on sheesh."




biped....."hmmm, maybe grandma is right. Is that squirrel looking am me?"

Photo Hunt.....Undesirable

biped....giggles...."What a perfect subject in a house of six cats and two woofies."

biped....."Let see there's never ending supply of undesirable dust bunnies. There are snow drifts of white eskie hair and then there is the most undesirable thing of all. The never ending need for copius amounts of kitty litter. AT least thirty pounds in each week and fourty-fifty pounds of undesirables to carry out. Till this week when our Breeze Kitty Litter system arrived."




biped..."The neatest thing about this stuff is that it automatically comes to our house and a nice man leaves it on our porch. And we almost forgot to say that there is no more undesirable kitty litter crunch underfoot."

The Line is Drawn...

biped...."We conducted a poll today to see if Joya Amabella (Loveable Joy) should become a part of the Ozark Mountaincat clan. It went thusly..."

Angel...."Oh My Yes, slobber, slobber.. wag.. wag...

(while we were conducting the poll, Angel laid next to Grandma's leg, her front legs flailling at the slick floor. 30-40 seconds later she still hadn't managed to stand up and a worried look came on Grandma's face. Finally she managed to at least sit up when Grandma looked down and noticed that she was standing on her tail.)

Princess...."Joya who? There's another cat?"

Smudge....."Curious..."

Ollie....."a BIG hissy NO"

Annie....."Huh? Whatever..."
(We counted that as a yes)

Sheesh...."Hisss."
(we're not sure if she was hissing at Joya or the biped."

Heesh....."Sure as long as we get more Temptashuns."

Wednesday Meet and Greet!

Wordless Wednesday

Toes & Tummy Tuesday!

Where is our Hepper Chair?

annie.....Remember when Goma had the Hepper Pod giveaway? And you could get a third chance to win by giving the Hepper Pod Peoples a suggestion for a new product? Well our biped suggested that they make a Hepper computer chair, especially made for the comfort of all us kitteh's with big butted bipeds.



annie...."As you can see from the above picture, my very life is in danger. I want to be close to my biped, but unfortuneately there is no "safe" place for me."

annie..."We had the biped suggest that they make a computer chair wif a large (very very large) bucket seat.



annie...."We suggested that the arm rests have interchangeable pouches that would keep our heads (and bodies) from sticking out where we could be decapitated if our biped suddenly decides to "twirl" around and head to the fridge."

annie...."The arm rests could be wider than those on this chair with a soda holder built in. No longer would we get in trouble for dumping their soda into the key board. The soft sided cat pouches would snap onto the underside of the arm rest and snap onto the bottom side of the bucket seat. On the outside of the cat pouch there would be pockets to hold Temptashuns and maybe even a nip pocket."




annie...."Well things are getting a little fuzzy for me, so before I pass out I ask you to send the Hepper People a message if you like my (our) idea for a Hepper Chair.