Woo hoo!!!!

** Doing a happy dance **

My daddy’s home!
My daddy’s home!
My daddy’s home!
My daddy’s home!
My daddy’s home!

Now I am dizzy and must nap.

Meezer Monday

I loves Easter!! I loves the flowers, Easter baskets, the eggies and the left over prime rib Mommy brought home for my special treat! But what was bestest about this Easter was that Daddy finally came home!! Daddy drove to Las Vegas on 2/19 and has not been home since. However, Daddy’s boss called him Friday morning and asked Daddy if he had a dog (how rude!)…. Daddy told him “no, you know we have Scout the Meezer”… Daddy’s boss said “that’s good, because if you did he would probably bite you since you’ve been gone over a month. You are booked on the 7:00 flight out. Now go see your wife.”

He is already back at the airport to return to Vegas for what Mommy hopes is just a few more days.

Daddy was gone so long that Mommy cried when she saw him. I for one ignored him until last night. How dare he leave us for so long? I forgave him though and all is well. I slept on top of him last night to try and keep him home with us where he belongs; however, he outweighs me by about 200 pounds so I lost that battle.

Hmpf!

Busted

I am somewhere I am *not supposed to be* and I got busted! I was in the Bubbie's room investigating because the door was slightly ajar. Usually it is closed even when he is here so I won't furry up his stuff. But there was an opportunity and I took full advantage of it!! How was I supposed to know Mommy was lurking down the hall with the camera in her hands?!

Dagnabbit!

Oh, if you biggify the picture and look at the photo to the left of me, you can see a picture of Mommy on her first birthday. Grandpapa is giving her a birthday smooch. Mommy looks so young and tiny there. It is hard to believe that she is turning 42 in 25 days.

Tuna Tuesday!!!

Mommy told me today that since I am being such a good Nurse Scouty to her that I deserved to be rewarded! That made me happy because Mommy is my favoritist person ever! I love Daddy, but I have been in Mommy's life longer than he has so she is my bestest bean! Guess what my reward was??!!?!?!!?!

TUNA!!!!!

Not just any tuna mind you, but albacore! I got half a can for breakfast this morning. In honor of this occasion, Mommy and I wrote a little song. Please sing it to the tune of "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star"...

Tuna, tuna, tasty fish
How I love you in my dish.

Eat it up, that was my goal.
Then I even licked the bowl.

Tuna, tuna, tasty fish
How I love you in my dish.

Meezer Monday 7

Here is another “tail” of one who came before me…

It is once again about Judina. Judina liked tomatoes…. A lot as a matter of fact…. Everytime Grandmama would cook something with tomato sauce in it she would put the empty can of tomato sauce on the ground for Judina. Judina would take her paw and swipe the inside of the can and then lick her paw clean. She would keep doing it until all the tomato sauce was gone and the can was sparkly clean. Then she would clean her paws like a crazy woman and make certain all the tomato sauce is gone from all her furs.

Grandmama told this story to Mommy (because Mommy was too young to remember ).

I think Judina would have gotten along with Boo Radley since they both liked to help in the kitchen.

On a separate note, Mommy and I are very relieved that Mao came home from his walk-about. We were furry worried!

Party like it is 1999!!

Wowser! I can not believe that today is my 8th Gotchaversary!!! That means I have been with Mommy for 8 years or 96 months or 416 weeks or 2935 days! I came to my furrever home December 18, 1999! Zowie that is bunches and I have loved every minute of it!! Okay, every minute except any car trips or V-E-T visits, or when we moved into the new house, but that is a different story for another time.

I think I will tells you the story about how Mommy and me came to be a family…. It started with a tragedy. On December 13, 1999, Mommy had to have Pookie put down because unbeknownst to her, he was in the final stages of renal failure. Mommy was distraught and very, very sad. She held Pookie as he took his final breath and lovingly buried him in the back yard of her parents’ home. She bought a St. Francis statue to be his grave marker that has a small bird feeder attached. That way he would always have the birdies he loved so much near him. Mommy told me she missed Pookie something fierce and that her heart was breaking. She did not think she wanted another kitty.

But on December 18th, something made her decide to go to the humane society. She went and visited all the kitties who needed a furrever home. She played with them, snuggled and gave them skritches. She decided then that she needed a new kitty to love. She did not care if it was a kitten or an older kitty. She said she just knew that she had a lot of kitty love to give and a warm, cozy home with toys, food, water, affection and attention. But to Mommy’s disappointment she could not decide on a kitty and none of them “picked” her either. She was about to leave when the office manager came to speak to her.

Mommy told the office manager the story of Pookie. She then led Mommy into her office. There on the bulletin board was a photo of Pookie!! Along with it was a copy of his last will and testament where he left his estate to the humane society for kitties less fortunate than he had been. Mommy cried over that. But the office manager had another surprise in store for her. She wanted to introduce her to a kitty that was found in the Hermitage/Mt. Juliet area on December 13th (the day Pookie died). Mommy was a little taken aback because she lived in that area at the time. So the office manager went and fetched a 6 month old Meezer that they were going to keep as the office pet. The office staff had named this Meezer Precious. Well Precious just climbed up on Mommy’s lap, lifted her nose to Mommy’s ear and would not quit purring! Mommy got picked by a kitty!! It was love at first sight for all involved! Mommy paid the adoption fee and off we went…

Yes, I was once a humane society stray named Precious. Now I am a bonafide, certified house cat named Scout. My name comes from Mommy’s favorite book “To Kill a Mockingbird”. I did not know that there was a guide book for kitties that taught you how to do that, I just thought it was instinct!

So that is my Gotchaversary story of how I came to be Mommy’s evil Siamese. I am happy in my furrever home and I loves my Mommy and Daddy very much! I am pampered, petted, groomed, fed, spoiled, but mostly I am loved a whole, whole lot!!

Mommy’s note: Scouty, I am so glad that we belong to each other! You have been a joy and are a great kiki. You always make me feel happy when you head butt, snuggle, purr, knead and love on me. You have excellent kitty communication skills and are always willing to chat with me. I enjoy that you are a lap kitty and like to beach yourself on me when I am sitting at the desk or in my chair. I get happy when we get ready for bed each night and go through our evening ritual of tucking one another in. I am proud to be your Mommy! I love you!

five on friday

Daddy’s little bean is here again. I have spoken of him here and here. Believe it or not, this time is not so bad. Today I am going to tell you five good things about the Bubbie...

1. He likes to brush me.
2. He is not chasing me this time.
3. He shared his vanilla ice cream with me.
4. He keeps my bowl of crunchies REALLY full.
5. He is good at pulling string.

Maybe I won't have to use any of these spots during his visit.

Not much to say

I really don’t have much to say today. It is raining in Nashville and Mommy told me that is good even thought I really don’t think so. I am not too keen on water unless it is in my bowl and has plenty of ice cubies floating in it for my drinking pleasure.

This photo is from Easter. It is of Mommy looking at me from the window at her parents’ home. My Grandmama and Grandpapa always scoot the chair next to the window for me so I can look outside and check for lizards (mmmmm, lizards) and watch the hummingbirdies. I like that bunches!

Speaking of the hummers, they are soooo quick and sound like they have little jet engines attached to them! Vrooooom! I think they are too fast for me and that I probably would not be able to catch one. Plus they are too small for a meal… Oops, maybe I should learn to think before I type…

Anyhoo, enjoy the picture and have a nice day!

I am not ready for football no matter what Hank says...

Here are some reasons I do not like football:

It makes mommy yell

When mommy jumps out of her chair I fall off of her lap.

I don’t like beer and that is what mommy drinks during games.

Daddy asks too many questions. Mommy says this is because where he grew up football is soccer. I don’t even know what soccer is and I really don’t think I care because it would probably make daddy yell and that is scary too.

The phone rings a lot. Usually it is mommy’s parents wanting to know if she saw what they saw on tv. I don’t like phones. Too loud.

There is no tuna fish involved. Mommy had something she called nachos but they were crunchy with cheese and something green and strong smelling on them. I only eat green grass when the mood hits me and I need to throw up.

Mommy said there are teams with kitty mascots but I am not sure I believe her. Would that be the San Antonio Siamese? Maybe then I could watch.

Does anyone know when the craziness ends? There was football on at the house Saturday, Sunday AND Monday. That was three days of torture.

Mommy says it’s all good cuz her team won last night. I guess that makes it a bit better. Maybe I will get temtayshuns for putting up with her silliness.

Skritches

mommy has been sad lately. she has what she calls "the blues". i sit on her lap and purr, purr, purr and she gives me skritches and give her head butts. she tells me she loves me but she has been so sad. daddy does all he can to make her feel better too.

please go give her head butts so she will know everything is okay. it’s been rough enough that daddy had to help me with the ‘puter today.

hello, it's me

i am sorry i have not been around much lately. sometimes mommy closes the ‘puter when she is done and since i do not have thumbs i can not open it up to write. but today i noticed she left it up when she went to work so i thought i would take the opportunity to write a bit today and catch up on reading cuz i have not read any other kitty blogs in a week and i am behind.

today is going to be a good day becuz we iz supposed to get some rain. i really do not like water all that much (cept for in my bowl) but mommy sez we really do needs it becuz of the drowt in tennessee. so if it makes mommy happy, it makes me happy becuz a happy mommy is more likely to give me tuna to celebrate.

mmmmmm, tuna…..

ok, time for my nap, perchance to dream of tuna…..

Mommy saw big lizzerds!!

Mommy raced jyent lizzerds. i wood have gone but it involved water. yuk.

for daisy and purr, purr, purr, henry helton, i have been bizzy lately and will do your memes this week.

thurzday thirtene

i no its early...

here are 13 reezuns i am glad to be an onlee child and the Bubbie is gone. he brushed me but i do no like chillens...

1. attenshun. i get it all
2. all tuna is MINE!
3. i can hed but all i want
4. i get to sleep in the mittle
5. no one compeets for fud
6. no lowd noyses from the boy
7. no forts are bilt for me i hate that
8. no yelling
9. no stickee hands
10. the floor is dry in the bathroom after showers
11. no chassing
12. i do not have to wach sponge bob
13. i can come owt from under the bed

thurzday thirtene

here is a list of 13 places to hide from little beans:

1. under the bed. obveeyus I know but stick wif what works.
2. under the cowch.
3. in the closet
4. behind the desk
5. behind the tv
6. under the big chair
7. on top of the refrijeratur
8. behind the big plant in the cornur
9. under the covers
10. in the bafroom kabnitt
11. under the dresser
12. in the room ware the little bean is not alloud
13. in mommy’s lap – the saftee zone!!

i new mommy wud defend me!

mommy took matters into her own hands and tryed to chuw on the stickee bean. tanks mommy!! do not bite him too hard, pleze becuz you told him to put fud in my bole.

more reesuns i luv mommy!

oh, and she made him wash the stikee hands.

thanks mommy!!

now i can clime out from under the bed.

i think i deserve tuna.... lots and lots of tuna.

hep me!!

oh no!! daddy's little bean is here!! he is six. he will be seven tomorow. i am older. he is stickee and likes to tuch me. mommy sed no hisses so i tries to run and hide but he finds me! then he tuches me with stickee hands. he is big too. almost as big as mommy (she is what beans call short). he bilds forts and makes a speshul room for me but i still needs to hide, hide, hide!!

he wants to tuch me, but like i sez, he is stickee!!

hep, hep, small blonde bean is in MY howse!! must go hide!!

I be a LuV muFFin

I jsut be SNUGGLIN wif Momy and I B loVin everyminit Of it......

No liZZard, no buGGies, no tuna...

Just Hanginwif Momy....

Life is gUd.

Thought you should see what I am doing today...

I no MoMY has a MeoWGrain but i STiL waNNa go outside. I toluraIDed haviNg my pictur toOK Bcuz it gotthedoor 2 OpeN anD taht is vary vary GOOD Bcuz it maens chassing LiZARds! Go me!

SoRRy Momy is SicK but she sTil put fUD in my bowl and waTER with ICecUBEs n it 2. MoMy wiLL problY goto bed soOn and i waNNa cuRl up with HeR.

My cuzin

That is a piktur of my cuzin, Nittany. I am sad bcuz my ant Ambie tole MoMy that she died lastm onth. I donot usuaLLy like dogs but she wus my cuzin and I am sad.

Momy sez Nittany was over 14 yeers old. I amglad she had a good llife. I sorry i di dnot get 2 meet her. Good bye cuzin Nittany.