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So, Mommy was fixing a friend's 'puter yesterday, and it had a mouse attached to it (we haf a laptop and mommy doesn't use a mouse, just the touchpad), and it hadded this red light in it that keeped blinking and blinking and blinking, and, well, I HAD to whap it. It was blinking at me! i mean, really, I HAD TO WHAP IT. Every time she taked her hand off it, I jumped up on the table and WHAPPED it hard. One time if flied off the table and smacked into the cabinet on the other side of the room. It was really funny. Mommy says I didn't kill it too bad and that it still werked when she returned the 'puter.
Oh, and I haf a new whapping technique. When I'm on my dining room table and mommy scritches my tummy, I wiggle myself over to somefing and whap it over wif my head. I get scritches and whap at the same time!
The Extraordinary Gold Star Award was created by - Storm, The Furry Fighter - and is for Bloggers who have achieved or done something special. The award celebrates beyond what is ordinary or usual.
1) Post the explanation and rules of the award and link back to the blogger who presented you with the award and repeat the reason why you received it.
2) Pass the Award on to two other Bloggers who you think deserve it and explain why.
I would like to give this award to
Mom Robyn because she is so very special to all of us cats in the blogosphere, and always is there to help us when we haf prollems.
KC and Missy's Mom ML hero to pregnant kitties and their kittens, and also someone who is always there to help anyone who needs it.
The Hotties and KC and ML and The Mites and the rest of the babies can help Mom Robyn and Mom ML pick out who to give the award to!
I haf somefing to confess: I eated too much stinky goodess for breakfest and could not finish my ham snack today. I'm so 'barassed
We hadded a great christmas! we hope you all did too!!
I gotted HAM! and that leads to my rule for Meezer Rule Wednesday:
mot pawk mif yer muf ful.
Don't talk wif your mouth full. Stuff falls out and then it's not worth eating again.
and all frough the house
the Meezers was running
and made mommy grouse
The stockings was hanged
by the tv wif care
in hopes that saint santy paws
soon would be here
The Meezers weren't settled or
snuggled in bed
but mommy hadded an ice pack
slapped on her head
when up on the stairs
there arose such a clatter
daddy sprang from his bed
to see what was the matter
the nightlight shone on the
white tiled floor
the Meezers were hiding
behind the litterbox room door
with a "QUIET" and a "STOP IT"
and "get out here on the double"
we knowed in a moment
we might be in deep trouble
"Now Miles, Now Sammy,
you both know the rules
HEY POOSIE - listen up
WHAPPY, you too
Get into the bedroom
get into the bed, settle down
now cover your head
As sad Meezers before the wild races run
when met with their scheming for a paw in mom's eye
they sneaked down the stairs
and in their tents they did lie
And then in a twinkling we heard on the roof
Santy Paws? VISHUS DEER? we might need some proof
We drew in our heads and conferred with each other
and then down the stairs came there came.....
She was dressed in all fleece from her head to her feet
and also old socks, her feet weren't so sweet
a huge glass of water she grasped in her hand
she looked quite a fright, for so early at night
Her eyes, how they squinted! her dimples, how funny!
her cheeks were all pale, her nose was all runny
her big funny mouth was drawn up in a bow
and she mumbled and grumbled and then stubbed her toe
the stick of a popsicle was stuck in her teeth, her hair stood straight up
circling her head like a wreath
she had a round face and a round little belly
kind of like a snowman, made out of jelly
she was wobbly and bobbly, and mumbling no sense
and we was laffin and laffin in the dark of the tents
but with a glare of her eye and a twist of her head
soon gave us to know - uh oh, we're dead
She spoke not a werd, but went straight to the sink
and filled up her glass, and took a long drink
and laying a finger aside of her nose
and giving a nod, up the stairs she rose
She jumped into bed, so we knew we were safe
we ran up the stairs and kissied her face
We heard her exclaim as she drifted to sleep
Merry Christmas my Meezers
NOW GO TO SLEEP.
Merry Christmas to all of our wonderful friends! We hope you all get just what you wish for!
oh wait, we mean
YAY! We love having stuff put on us to make us look........er......FESTIVE!
SPESHUL NOTICE: If any kitty sented us a chrissymouse card and it gotted returned, please yell at our lady in the bloo shorts (and bloo parka). Now, get this. We gotted a pakage today (which we will post about over the weekend) and the lady in the bloo shorts and parka asked mommy who "Meezer" was. Mommy said that we were the kitties and we haf lots of kitty friends who send us stuff. WELL, it seems that there was an akshual BEAN named SAM MEEZER who lived here a few years before mommy moved in, AND he's a personal friend of the lady in the bloo shorts and parka AND he doesn't live too far from here. Yesterday we gotted a card addressed to us, and she sent it back because she thought it was for the BEAN named SAM MEEZER. How's THAT for weird?
We gotted a great award from Cheysuli!
Miles would like to pass this on to the Hotties.
We would like to jointly pass this on to Max and Buddah - they are the reason we are blogging, and we absolutely love them!
Crappity. Crap. Crap. Crap. I heard mommy talking on the phone today and she is on to my master plan to become All Supreme Commander of our house. Here's what's going on:
You all know that lately I have been doing a LOT of hollering. I holler when I'm upstairs and Mommy is downstairs. I holler when I am in the kit-chen and mommy is in the living room. I holler when she is upstairs and I am downstairs.
Now, when I holler, she usually hollers back "Miles, what do you want?" and then I holler louder. She will keep hollering back, and then I really turn it on - I start the moaning holler - you all know that one - meeeeeeeooooooowwwwww-rrrrrrr-ooooooooo. Then she freaks out and comes to find me. Well, I have been reducing the time between the normal hollers and the moaning hollers, and SHE STILL COMES RUNNING.
WELL, she figured it all out today. I have been training her to come when I call. Just like when she hollers "MILES!! POOSIE!! WHERE ARE YOU?" and I come booking down the stairs thinking i'm gonna get tem-tay-shuns. She has figured out the cat language and comes running when I holler "MOOOOOOMMMMMM come here!"
She's a smart human. I think I need to trade her in for a dumber model.
Wow, this is a 'barassing Meezer Rule this week:
When you're wandering around the house hollering, and your mommy asks you why you're hollering, don't let her know you forgot what you were hollering about.
I have been making Miles crazy lately. You know that he gotted a big red cat tent from his secret paws Latte, Kaze, and Chase, so now he has a whole freaking campground out in what he calls the "wilderness" by the TV in the living room. Well, lately I have been throwing all of MY toys into the big red cat tent and playing in there. It makes Miles nuts! He sits outside the tent and HOLLERS like crazy! GET OUT OF MY TENT! IT'S MY TENT! MOOOOOOOOMMMMM! Sometimes he sits in the blue tent that has the spicy vixen snuggle in it and hollers from there and mommy laffs because she wants to know how he can be in two tents at the same time - especially since they don't connect. The red tent makes an AWSOME playroom for my toys! It's fun to make him so crazy he whines! Also, when he lays with mommy in the mornings, I jump up on her chest and start kissing her face, and then she has to unsnuggle Miles to try and move me away from her face, so then I get on the other side of her and make her snuggle me instead. Then Miles starts to whine again. So he will come over and jump on me and try and bite my ears . By that time Mommy is getting out of bed. Then at brekfest time I will demand my dish be filled ferst and this throws Miles all out of whack, because he usually gets his dish filled ferst so he doesn't eat my foods. if he puts his head near my bowl, I will leave without eating and this makes Mommy nuts.
Does any of this make me a bad boy? Because I want Santa to leave me some goodies. I don't think I'm bad. Do you?
Update: Our new friends Freckles and Deb, who are Bunny Bloggers tagged us for the random things meme. We are going to do 5:
1. Miles likes to sit on mom's lap and pet her face
2. I like to kissy mommy about 36 times in a row when I'm standing on her chest and pinning her unner the covers. She loves my sweet breaf. hee hee (and NO, she still isn't using moufwash before she gets up).
3. Miles and I make a mommy sammich at night - I lay snuggled by her tummy and MIles lays snuggled against her back. Sometimes if she rolls over, we switch sides, and sometimes we don't.
4. I had stopped whapping the tv remote into mommy's head from the nightstand, but I started doing it again last week. I like to keep her on her toes
5. our nicknames are Squishy and Poosie
YAAAAA HOOOOOOOOOO!! ::doing happy dance:: YAAAAAAA HOOOOOOOOO!!!
::doing happy dance:: WHEEEEEEE!!!!
This is just the coolest thing ever!! My girlfriend Sanjee ordered us the Quest for Ham game that our good friends Skeeter and LC (and their Big Thing) made up! It's OUR Game!! We gotted it yesterday, but mommy maded us wait to open it till today!
It's so much fun!! Everyone should get one! It's great for little beans, and it's fun for adult beans, and the pieces are lots of fun to whap around the board!! Mommy helped us play and Sammy winned the ferst game, but I will win a game too I just know it!
PPBBFFFTTT Miles! I WINNED!!!
If you want one, go see Skeeter and LC!
My sweet girlfriendcat Sanjee (and her lovely mom MomRobyn) sented me the new We Are The Kitties book! I am so happy! It has all kinds of wonderful stuffs inside it!
OH, and Mommy made me the Ham Cookies from Sanjee's blog!!! They are good! More on that tomorrow
I gotted the most speshul chrissymas card from my sweet Tuxie Angel Princess Abby
PLUS - we gotted an awsome pakage from Zooaltry! We gotted a great card, and a pikshur of us that they did, and some pencils from Kennedy Space Center, and a really cool eye-boggling Kennedy Space Center book mard for our We Are the Kitties book, and a gifty certifikate for Mommy! Thank you so much Maggie and Zoey and Anne!!
So, here's a Thursday Thirteen Reasons We Love the Holidays
1. Chrissymas Trees - although we cannot haf one this year because it gotted knocked over last year
3. HAM COOKIES
4. chrissymas cards!! Getting them and sending them!
7. Chewing on wrapping paper
8. Chewing on bows
9. The Whapping of the Precious Snowmen - more on that next week
10. Ornaments from the chrissymas tree
11. extra tem-tay-shuns
12. the lights!!
Remember, if you want a chrissymas card from us, please email your address to us at themeezers AT gmail DOT com
When you discover a new place that you like to be skritched (like on your chest between your front legs, while sitting on mommy's lap) make shur that you follow your human around the house hollering at them to sit down, pick you up and skritch you. If they ignore you, run through the house hollering until they holler back for you to stop.
Also, we would love to send christmas cards to all of you (we haf pikshur cards that mommy gotted made by a friend!) so if you would like one, please email us at
themeezers AT gmail DOT com
Right after this pikshur, I grabbed the cozy mat and dragged it out of the box and dragged it to the stairs. Mommy was laffin and laffin so she didn't get a pikshur.
Sheesh, someone has been a blog hog the last few days. We need to sit down and make a skjule for posting!!
There's still ham left, so come on in and take a pile!
an open letter to Mommy
As much as I love cuddling you in the sleeping room, when you wake up to use the human litterbox in the middle of the night, would it be too much to ask if you just swished some mouthwash around your mouth 'afore you come back to bed? you wonder why the back of my head smells "funky" it's 'acause your breaf stinks!! and you breathe that breaf all ofur my head!!! it's furry annoying! Also, if i'm going to lay unner your arm, an extra application of that 'nilla smelling deoderant would be nice.
UPDATE: at 7:00 EST we will be moving the Ham Party to Chatzy for a couple of hours for party games and ceiling walking and chatting!
These are my alibi's for me to prove that I DID NOT steal 16 tons of ham from Australia
1. On Auntie Bee's cruise (and ate 13 hams there, but didn't steal any)
2. with my girlfriendcat Sanjee. on the cruise We danced a lot and did arts and crafts too! )
3. At Earl Grey, Titus and Tazo's house helping them set up their tent
4. Playing TENT WARS!!!!! with my buddy Latte
5. At Scooby, Shaggy and Scout's house hanging out
6. At Junior's house hanging out
So, you see, I could not have POSSIBLY stolen 16 tons of ham.
Strangely enough, I have a lot of ham here - in the fridgerfrator, freezer, cabinets, and packed in snow on the patio. Much more ham than I could eat, so I'm having a HAM PARTY!!! Everycat is invited to share the ham with me!! I have ham steaks, ham hocks, ham balls, ham dip, country ham and city ham. Plus cheese for ham an cheese sammiches. Help yourself, play tent wars in my tents, hang out on the couch, or hang over the balcony. It will be lots and lots of fun.
We attended Miss Peach's tea party yesterday and she gave everyone golden roses. She gave one to her mommy for her purrfday. She gave us instructions for the golden roses:
These are magic roses, and if you put your rose in water overnight, there will be six roses there in the morning for you to share with who ever you think has a PEACHY HEART OF GOLD.
My hope is that this golden rose will be on each blog in the Blogosphere!
Well, we are giving golden roses to EVERYONE in the cat blogosphere. We have been so touched by everyone's concern for our mommy and daddy's job situations and for the completely stunning response to Project H.A.M through donations, raffles, contests and games that we could never thank everyone enough. We are so grateful to have such wonderful friends. We sincerely are touched and love you all.
I think I need an alibi for this past weekend.
$5,000 offered to end meat thief's Christmas cheer
The owners of a Sydney meat warehouse are offering a $5,000 reward to help track down 16 tonnes of stolen Christmas ham and bacon.
Police believe the meat was stolen from Zammit Ham and Bacon at Pendle Hill, in Sydney's north-west, sometime between 3:30pm (AEDT) on Saturday and 5:00am on Sunday.
The owner, Anthony Zammit, discovered the theft when he arrived at work early on Sunday morning.
His shock turned to anger when he read the message left by the thieves: 'Thanks... Merry Christmas.'
I wonder if I can borrow Chey's publicist for an official statement.
::BUUURRRPPP:: - 'scuse me.
WOWZA WOWIE WOW!!! I gotted my secret paws gift today from Kaze, Latte and Chase, and OH MY GOSH - it was a super wonderful awsome secret paws gifty!
I totally love my new kittycat tent, and the toys went FLYING as soon as mommy tooked the lid off the box. My tent is big enough for a PARTY!! Come on over everyone and party in the tent! I gotted some of the tem-tay-shuns right away. Sammy tried to take my tent over, but I told him it was MINE from MY secret paws, and that he would haf to wait to get his secret paws gift. Then mommy made me share. I think he stole a mousie and a sparkly ball and hided them somewhere.
Mommy sat down and read the book. She has the original book - she got it when it ferst came out 17 or so years ago. She loves the new pages at the end. She loves the candle too - it's her favorite scent!
Kaze, Latte and Chase, thank you so much - you guys are AWSOME
Here is the slide show: