Merry Christmas!

Thank you, Maggy, Zoey, and Miss Ann for the pawsome Christmas card!

Mancat Monday

On Tuesday.  Really, The Mom?

Apparently, she's busy.  Too busy for blogging.  Whatever.

Mancat Monday

It was freezy cold in the Mitten State this weekend.  This is pretty much what we did the whole time.

Mancat Rule of the Day:  It is very manly to use your sister as a blanket cuddle with your sister to make sure she stays warm enough.

In other news, our new header and super cool, rearranged sidebars are courtesy of Miss Ann, Maggy, and Zoey over at Zoolatry.  Thank you, thank you, thank you guys!  We love it!

Mancat Monday

We had some stuff going on in our kitchen this weekend.  Some dudes came over and stoled some of our cabinets and put some different ones in.  Then some other dudes came back and brought us a new countertop.  There was a ton of loud noises and strange dudes and words from the bad word list (courtesy of The Mom) going on.  It required a lot of snoopervision, as you can see.  It totally cut into my nap time.  *BUT* I do like how Dad and The Mom picked a countertop that coordinates with my furs.  Sometimes, they can be pretty considerate.

Mancat Monday

This is me and Dad, chillin' in the manly chair, watching some feetsball.  You can't get manlier than that, right?

Twins on Tuesday

What?  We had our stinky goodness, took a bath, and now we're chilling on top of the fridge. It's warm up here.  What can we say?

Mancat Monday

Dad bought a new sweatshirt this weekend.  I think he made an excellent choice in color.

Mancat Rule of the Day:  It is very manly to match your furs to your people's clothes.  Because kitteh furs go with everything.

Mancat Monday

Dad calls this my Treehouse of Horror.  Whatever. I just crawled in here because I was tired of Tazo whapping me in the head.  Which she did all.weekend.long. Anyway, tonight is Howl-o-ween.  It's The Mom's favorite holiday, mostly because of the (froot)bats, (black)cats, and pumpkins.  (She doesn't get out much.) We gotted to watch this last night.  I sat on her lap so she wouldn't be askeered.  Because I'm manly like that.

We don't have any big plans for tonight.  We're just going to do what we do every year:  Titus is going to sniff the loud, sticky people trick or treaters that come to the door, I'm going to try to run outside at every opportunity, Tazo is going to hide under the bed, and Dad and The Mom are going to take turns handing out candy and trying to keep me and Titus in the house. Should be a super fun night. heh heh

Happy Howl-o-ween, everybuddy!

Mancat Monday

I have no idea what they would do

without my help.

For real.

Mancat Rule of the Day:  It is very manly to do plumbing stuff on the weekend.

Mancat Monday

I don't really have much to say today.  We read our good furriend Parker's bloggie yesterday and gotted really sad.  They found out why she hasn't been feeling good.  Please head over there today and give them all some love.

Mancat Monday

Just chillin' on top of the fridge.  Hoping that The Mom would open the door and I could slide right in there and scope out the snacks.  Unfortunately, that didn't happen. 

We wanted to wish our furriends in Canada a very Happy Thanksgiving!  Do you guys get to eat turkey today?  Will you bring me some?