Monday With The Meezer!

Mickey the meezer here with my late Monday report of the goings on at our insane asylum.

Here I am waitin' impatiently for my turn.

I'm still limited on 'puter time.

The humans are still lookin' for the right pieces to fix the lesser hunting machine.

So I went explorin' in dog world.

I made sure the food was secured.

Then I rassled with Friday.

She grabbed me by my ear; so I gave up.

And Friday went back to playin' with her cousins, Moon and Star.

While I went on to check out the acton with the mouse huntin'.

The mousies run along the outside of the big window.

I didn't see any.

Petey said he seen them.

They're just out of reach. Two panes of glass away.

Lucky has been keeping a near constant lookout for three days now.

I'm gonna head back to cat land now; Human has finished playin' in our sandbox.

Human Hunting Machines

We were going to do our post on Sunday, but...

We have been unable to use the computer because the humans have been hogging it. We tried to tell them that we have to use it too. That we have a duty to report all that goes on at our house. But they wouldn't get off of it. They were on the internet looking for parts for the lesser hunting machine. It's the gold one on the right.

 

It has been on 269,000 hunts over the years.

The blue one on the left hasn't hunted for a long time.

It is an alien that sprung a leak and spilled all its green blood onto the driveway.

I don't think it will be joining the hunt any time soon.

Humom said it leaked all its blood out because it was sad and that we should have helped it commit suicide when we had the chance.

They are Human's hunting machines.

These are Humom's hunting machines.

Bonnie and Clyde.

Bonnie doesn't hunt anymore either; but Clyde is a workhorse and loves to hunt everyday.

Here is the adorable puppy pic. Esmerelda.
If you would like to buy her or any of the other cuties you can go to www.chicoschihuahuas.com
There is a large assortment to choose from.
You can go to Petey's blog to see some of the other stuff that went on.

Wide World Wednesday!

We  haven't got to blog for the last few days 'cause we Mickey has been in time out in the bathrrom.

Alot.
 Mickey has been a bad boy, whappin' Sooner all over the bedroom.

So, we did as we were told and did some deep contemplating..

We thought we would show you some of the sights from our neck of the woods.

Here is what we came up with:

 This is the view from the back porch. When there are no leaves on the trees you can see Mt. Scott. There is a road that winds its way up to the top. You can see everywhere from there.

 This is what the full moon looks like in the winter time as it rises over the big pine.

It doesn't look like that tonite.

Tonite, it looks like this.



Monday Meezer Report

It's been busy around here. After the mouse hunt in the dining room, Humom went on a cleaning spree to remove any traces of mouse from our house. We were forced to watch from the hallway.

We couldn't see much through the glass, so Humom cleaned it for us.

Much better, thank you.

The new compost bin has been finished and filled.

This is what we had before...

... and this is what we have now.

Humom and T2 painted up and re-purposed some old freebie metal shelves. 

Much nicer; we kitties think.

See all the stuff in the background of these pictures; that's our neighbor, Him's, yard. Him is a collector of free stuff just like our Humom is. Him gave Humom the old shelves and the old fence posts to make this fancy new compost bin.

Here is this weeks Awww...Ain't They Adorable Shot

Momma Fi and her girl puppies.

She had boys last time.

Check Petronious The Arbiter to find out what went on in the rest of the house and out on the front porch. All we know is what we can see from the bathroom window.

Which is not much.

MORE WITH MICKEY

While I enjoyed Petey's post about our mousie; it left me wanting for more.

Now don't get me wrong.

Everything I learnt, I learnt from Pete.

Any ways...

Oh Yeah,
Hunting Protocols.
Something that is so obvious to us cats is totally lost on the humans end.
They do their so called "hunting".
Which for most humans, involves them jumpin' in the metal machine and "navigating" to the nearest mega-mart; then choosing from neatly packaged "comestibles".

And now...

Proper Hunting Protocols.
Sniff the air; take in the essence that is your prey.
Follow that scent and determine its origins.
Then, carefully and cautiously, stalk your prey.

And...
when the time is right; pounce like your life depended upon it.
Don't kill it too quickly; take your time and savor the moment.
Have some fun; life is short; enjoy your catch.
Don't be afraid to play with your food.
Bat it around; feel the softness of its fur or the tickle of it feathers on your paws.

Then...
when you're done played out.
Do what any self-respecting house cat should do...

leave it at the foot of your favorite human; to show them that you are a mighty hunter.

Wishful Wednesday

Wouldn't it be nice if it was this warm again.

Weekend Plans?

Anything fun going on out there?

Me, I'm gonna help Humom do a jigsaw puzzle on the computer. Then, I'll supervise the yardwork that the humans are gonna do when it gets warm enough outside. Then I'm gonna do some birdwatching, we have go-finches
That's Puck's butt in the pic. It's from last year. The go-finches haven't let us take their picture yet.

Black Friday!

I bet you thought that we'd post about shopping.

But no, that's Lucky and Puck.

They're sittin' there 'cause the heater points to the desk.

They usually sit on the black file cabinets on the left.

But it sure is cold here...

and we all know that wood is warm and metal is cold.

No Turkey!

Would you believe we didn't get any turkey!
 All because of Chester.
He got all us cats in trouble.
 He went into the kitchen while Humom was taking a break and got up onto the stove and licked some of the butter that was in a skillet that was cooling off and now none of will ever get any of that bird!
So now I'm gonna bite and pounce him.

We Bad!

We learnt from Russell that this is Let's Act Out Month. And since this is what we do best; we thought'd we should share with you some of our Acts. 

1. Tag Team Pester Sissyfur Sooner- This is our personal favorite. We are relentless in our pursuit. Here are the results of our latest pesterin'...

 I swiped Sooner's nose

And....

She swiped me in my eye.

Humom is none too happy. Now she gots to hold me down and put goo on my eyeball.

Meet Chester!

Hi there! My name is  Chester T. Jester. Ain't I a hoot.
Wanna learn some reallly cool stuff about me?
I can squeeze under the bathroom door.
I'm a snuggle bunny & expert cuddler.
I can pester better than any of the other cats.
I'm a huge fan of formal wear; I wear a tuxedo all the time.
I have a moustache.
I'm a self taught computer expert.
My middle name is Trouble.

Hi! I'm Mickey

This is me, Mickey the Maniac Monster Meezer.
I cause chaos and confusion everywhere I go.
Isn't that wonderful.
I'm hard to photograph, that dangly thing on the camera is mezmerizing.

Let me tell you a little about me:
I like to help Humom play games on the computer and do jigsaw puzzles.
I know how to turn off the monitor and play mouse.
And I like to play chase with Sooner.
She does not like to play chase with me though.
I don't think she likes me very much.
I am 2 years old now.
I am half Siamese and half Alleycat.
HockeyPuck and me have the same momma.
My daddy and Puck came from the same litter.
I'm the inbred s**thead.
I'm a craaazy meezer but I'm also a marshmallow.
I have 5 brofurs and a sissyfur, all of them are older than me
except my best friend and partner in crime; Chester the Jester.

Take today for example. I was just laying on the desk,
hogging the mouse and turning the monitor off and on with my butt, while bathing (I'm a multi-tasker you know). When all of the sudden; Chester the Pester comes over and head butts me. Before that he was laying on the file cabinets sandwiched between Puck and Lucky. So then I bit him on the neck for head butting me because he bit me yesterday and I didn't get to bite him back right then. Then Humom shoved us over into Puck and Lucky and Puck got all growly and hissy. He doesn't like us very much when we intrude upon his solitude.

WELCOME

Hello and welcome to our blog. We are Chester & Mickey. we heard about this blogosphere from our brofur Petronious the Arbiter. He has a blog too; but he doesn't know how to hack in like we do. Face it Petey - We're younger, smarter, and faster than you.

And besides, we're cuter too.

What we intend to do here, we do not know. We do know how to entertain ourselves and we bet we can entertain you too. Any takers?