Hope Everyone Has ...

... an eventful Caturday.


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Happy Caturday!

Oscar - determined to fit in a basket that's too small.

Dusty - relaxing on her blanket, located on HER side of Daddy's bed.

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My Street is Currently "Impenetrable"

I'm still here in PA and just texted my roommate to check on the kitties back in Queens. She said Dusty is fine, but Oscar is confused as to why no one has been sleeping in the bed with him (all together now:  AWWWWWWW...). She also mentioned that our street is pretty much "impenetrable" and has yet to be visited by a snow plow.

GREAT. I'm heading back to NYC tomorrow, and have to take the subway to Astoria after arriving at Penn Station. Then I must walk from the subway station to my apartment- all loaded up with luggage and Christmas presents. This is gonna be fun.

I certainly hope my liquor store is open, because I have a hot and steamy date planned with the handsome Mr. B. Limon tomorrow night. How YOU doin?...

UPDATE: I just found the perfect way to get to my apartment (via TDW):

Caturday: Instructions

My Dad Has TWO Basement Cats!

Anyone who is a fan of I Can Has Cheezburger (like me) knows about Ceiling Cat and Basement Cat. Ceiling Cat is white and represents everything good (God), and Basement Cat is black and represents evil (Satan).

As I've mentioned before, both of Dusty's brothers live at my Dad's house. And they both just happen to be completely black ... and live exclusively in the basement...

They're really sweet kitties ... but I definitely watch my back when I'm downstairs doing laundry or watching TV. Speaking of TV - one of them is a BIG fan of the Wanda Sykes Show...

Considering the horrible reviews Wanda has gotten for her new show, this COULD be a sign of demonic possession.

Pennsylvania Thanksgiving - Feast #1

Since my Mom is doing her big meal on Saturday, I went to my Aunt's (actually, my Stepmom's sister) house for Thanksgiving yesterday. We did it buffet-style (AKA 'grab-and-growl'), and the picture above shows all the goodies: turkey, mashed potatoes, gravy, sweet potatoes, stuffing/dressing (which many here in Central PA call 'filling'), and Brussels sprouts. I'm not used to having Brussels sprouts at Thanksgiving - but I see that Bob and Carlos made some too (UPDATE: Kailyn also). Afterwards there was pumpkin and apple pies, pumpkin bread, and fruit salad for dessert.

Bob also took pictures of his adorable animals ... so I thought I would plagiarize his idea and do the same. First of all, here are the two newest members of my Dad's household...

These two kittens (a boy and a girl) don't have names because they are up for adoption. Seriously, if anyone wants an adorable cat (or two), and can make it to Carlisle, PA, please send me an email.

They are so friggin cute, but also lucky to be alive. They were found shortly after birth - dirty and hungry and alone. Perhaps the mother was killed, but whatever happened she abandoned 4 baby kittens who needed to be nursed. So my Dad nursed them by hand - and they grew into healthy little Hell-raisers. Two of the four have been adopted, but these two remain at Dad's house, awaiting a good home. Dad can't keep them, because he already has 9 cats of his own!!

Two of Dad's nine cats are Dusty's brothers. Here is one of them...

Much like their sister, I couldn't get both of "The Boys" (that's what they're called) to sit still long enough for a picture. They look exactly like Dusty - except they are bigger and a little more muscular.

Anywhore, how was YOUR Thanksgiving?!?

A Tale of Two Kitties...

"Hey Oscar, give me some room here! You're too damn big!"

Dusty makes faces and sticks her tongue out at her older brother. "Pffffttttttttttt!"

But then they kiss and make up...

Bestest Friends

Oscar and Dusty are getting along wonderfully - in fact, they are becoming good friends. Oscar is such a sweet cat - if Dusty comes near him, he always "bathes" her face/head (like in the picture above). This is something he always did for Emmy, although Emmy never reciprocated.

Above is Oscar and Dusty sharing Oscar's favorite chair (he has reclaimed it - but she likes to get up there also). As you can see, Oscar is bathing her a little bit - and you can tell by Dusty's face that she is loving it.

Find Teh Kitteh ...

I don't know if it was because I hadn't had any caffeine yet, or because I'm an imbecile (probably a little of both) - but it took me forever to find the real kitty in this picture. Did anyone else have trouble?

Black and White Meat Monday

Here is my baby Oscar - bringing sexy back.

Kitties Everywhere

My Dad and Stepmom have turned into Crazy Cat People - and now have 8 cats that they take care of. Of course they always complain about how eight is just "too much", but there always seems to be room for one more. I always stay with my Dad when I visit my family, so these were my roommates over the past week.

Smokey

Puff

Alex - the 2nd oldest

Gracie - the newest addition

Felix - the oldest. He's about 16-17, and was hit by a car years ago. Felix is a little crazy.

Princess (left) and Blackie (right). These are my two favorites.

Not pictured - Bentley - who is exclusively an outside kitty. He wasn't around when I was taking pictures.