Sunday, May 23, 2010

Happy Gotcha Day

Today is my Gotcha day. May 23, 2008 is the day I came home from the Santa Maria animal shelter. Tomorrow is our 2nd "Blogoversary" too, it's been a great couple of years. We hope for many great new adventures from the new house to tell you about.

I'll roll around on the concreet in celebrayshun of these grand events.

Friday, May 14, 2010

New house

The latest developments...
I got scooped up into the PTU yesterday and taken in the car to a new place. All of my stuff was there!! I was happy to see the couch, and the chair, the TV, my climbing tower, the tables, and most importantly the bed. They were taken and put into a new building that smells all weird and stuff. I have carefully been sneaking around checking out all of the new surroundings, the coolest new thing is the floor. It's not hard like the floor at my other house, it's furry! It's pretty comfy to sit, run, lay and jump around on. I guess the innernet doesn't work there yet, so I sent my mum with this post to the old house to type it up for me.
We'll get pictures of it up soon, but right now it's a big messy box filled house, which is fun for me cause I love boxes.

Note from Mum: We have moved into a new house on base, and by new I mean brand spankin new. The old houses here on Vandenberg are getting torn down with the new ones getting built up. Hope to have internet at the new house soon, but the phone lines are not functioning yet...grrr.

Thursday, May 13, 2010


My Mum says that Discombobyoolated means Angry and Confused. That is what I am right now! Angry and Confused! I have no pictures, because I don't think you would like to see the expression that I have had on my face for the past two days. Over the course of the past two days my house has gone from fully furnished, to no couch, no smooshy chair, and no tables. At least the peepul thought it would be good to keep the bed, I don't know where all of the stuff went and that makes me angry and confused.

I'll keep you posted as things develop...

Sunday, May 9, 2010

Berd watchin

Nearly every time I go outside these days I am heckled by these silly little berds, I think they are are sparrows or finches, or something. I've tried to chase them but they fly away too fast. I am biding my time waiting for them to make a mistake, I will get them.

Hiding out is a vital part of my plan, today I figured out that I can hide in the flower bed (I don't think Mum was too happy that I skwashed the daffy dills.
This is the little twerp that I am dealing with, he has 2 friends that join in his heckling too.

Here is this annoying berd of mine on live action footage.

Thursday, May 6, 2010

The "Easter" Tee shurt from Skeezix

Heer is my Mum modeling off the tee shurt that Skeezix sent us for winnin a contest at Easter time from the Cat's Meow Blog.

Ok, Mum, it is time for you to stop showin up on my blog now, this is two days in a row.

Sunday, May 2, 2010

Trouble with Berds

I've been going outside a lot lately, it almost got me in trouble yesterday, me and Mum both got scaird. I chased this berd across the street, he was runnin fast, my Mum said he was a Kill Deer, so I thought I'd catch him and show him to Skeezix (he doesn't like Deers so I think he'd like this kind of berd). Well, he ran across the street so I followed him, I didn't look both ways when I crossed the road when the berd chased me back toward the house. A car was passing the house at that exact same time, luckily the driver saw me, and stopped, he was going slow so he was a good driver. I ran to the door really fast with my tail all poofted. Mum picked me up and cuddled me, cause we were both scaird.
This is the kinda berd it was, we just learned they are really called Kildare, not Killdeer.

Here I am watching one of the other berds outside of my house. I am going to catch one, if they would just stay on the ground.

We have other new pics, but we are gonna save them for some other posts.


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