Meezer rule - Didja miss me???

I am back in all my Meezer Glory! I did not mean to be gone so long; however, Mommy has been in a funk and was on sabbatical for over six months!

With that being said my Meezer rule is as follows:

If Mommy is not doing that great, it is important to be a nurse to her and to get all the cuddly-wuddly time possible.

By the way, it is PAWSOME to be back!!!!

Meezer Rule

This past weekend Mommy and Daddy allowed a friend of theirs to leave Jackson in our back yard. I need to mention this… Jackson is a WOOFIE!! I don’t like other critters in MY territory much less a woofie for crying out loud!!! I was not happy. Not one single bit.

My Meezer rule for today is it is okay to howl, puff up and act like a Tasmanian Devil to show your displeasure.

Meezer Rule

I only like water in my bowl complete with cubies. Other than that, no thank you!! You go right ahead and soak yourself or intentionally have water on you, but count me out!!

My Meezer rule for today is this:

If Mommy even mentions my name and the word b-a-t-h in the same breath, I have the right to hiss, howl and RUN!!!!

Meezer rule

Just because Mommy goes on sabbatical from her blog DOES NOT mean that I should have to as well!!

My Meezer rule for today is to show Mommy that I am not to be denied with any means necessary. That has included head butting, head whapping, the bitey, a well placed hair ball on HER pillow and sneezing in her face.

Sometimes I am bad but it worked! I’m back, baby!!

I didn't whap anything!!!!

I was all curled up with Mommy last night sound asleep. Then I was falsely accused by Mommy of going on an early morning whapping spree!!!

How dare she? Hmpf!! I was sound asleep with my precious, fuzzy chin nestled in her hand. I didn't do anything.... This time....

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Smoking

For Valentine's Day, I sent my sweetie a package which included a catnip cigar. Being a curious Meezer I HAD TO inspect all things going into the box to Henry. I liked everything in it because it was paw-picked by me but I really was groovin on the nip cigar. Mommy even debated about letting me keep it because I was a smitten kitten.

But I knew Henry was worth it so into the box it went.

A couple of days ago Mommy went to buy my crunchies and picked up a cigar for my very own! She told me she had a treat for me for being such a good nurse to her since she is still so sick with mono. I was laying on my favoritist spot on the couch when she put it next to me. I hissed at it! I am not normally a hissy kitty unless there is another kitty in my territory; however, I hissed at the treat Mommy brought me! Then I whapped it good and hard and ran off to recover.

I still won't go near it. Mommy says I am crazy.

Hmpf!

Meezer rule

If Mommy is sick, do not whap her head and do the uterius dance. This will get you launched from the bed and kicked out of the room....

Update on Mommy

Mommy is back down for the count again. She is back at home with me laying around and napping. I think she overdid things and now I have her back on the bed and couch with me. I have been renamed "Nurse Scouty". My duties include laying on Mommy, getting skritched, and snoozing when she does.

Mommy says my duties DO NOT INCLUDE playing thundering herds of elephants, attacking feet under the blankies, bunny kicking her when I want her to continue or stop skritching, and whapping her head.

Hmph! I will need to figure out if this is in my contract as the Meezer house cat! Stay tuned... I am sure there will be more drama from my Mama...

thurzday thirtene

Here are 13 things I have learned since Mommy got mono...

1. She sleeps about 12-18 hours a day. Not the Meezer requird 22.
2. She does not appreciate having her feet attacked under the covers.
3. Playing thundering herds of elephants on the bed will get you kicked out the room.
4. Daddy is not as good as Mommy at keeping cubies in the water.
5. Whapping her head gets you yelled at.
6. Changing positions every 2 minutes gets you yelled at.
7. Snuggling and quietly purring get you petted which is better than being yelled at.
8. If you make enough biscuits in Mommy's hair she begins to resemble Don King.
9. Mistakenly drinking Gatorade for you what think is water is icky!
10. Bonus! There is no alarm clock to wake you up bright and early.
11. Daddy and my grandparents will both call a squillion times to see if Mommy is okay. This makes Mommy grumpy.
12. When Mommy gets the night sweats she will throw the heavy blankie on me and I have climb out.
13. Mommy won't play with me and that makes me sad.

Kitty blessings

I am such a blessed kitty! I got another award from the wunnerful TT Girl. Just have a look at this!



This award goes to kitties who go that extra stretch to be a warm and caring kitty to their parents and others. I woulds likes to give this award to:

My wunnerful boyfriend Henry Helton
The always great twosome of Sammy and Miles
The pawsome Dr. Tweety
The lovely Kaze who is happy the lap lady is back!

Thank you TT!!! I am trying to make Mommy better from her mono. But she is not sleeping the Meezer required 22 hours a day so I don't know how long she will be sicky poo!

Fraidy Cat Five on Friday

Mommy sez that I suffer from neurosis. I wasn’t sure what that meant so I looked it up… I like being able to see things by looking them up online.

Neurosis: a mental and emotional disorder that affects only part of the personality, is accompanied by a less distorted perception of reality than in a psychosis, does not result in disturbance of the use of language, and is accompanied by various physical, physiological, and mental disturbances (as visceral symptoms, anxieties, or phobias)

So my five on Friday are five things that I am scared of (but Mommy sez I am “neurotic” about)…

1. Plastic bags…. They are evil!!! When Mommy or Daddy come home with groceries I run like the wind!! When they change the trash bags and they have to open a new one, I am no where to be found. If I could I would rid the world of horrible plastic bags!
2. Aluminum foil…. I don’t like the noise it makes; however I mostly do not like it because it is shiny. It reminds me of the awful table at the V-E-T’s office. Nuff said….
3. Thunder boomers… I am really skairty over these! I have to either be curled up tight in Mommy’s lap, under the bed or in the back of the closet. I choose the place depending upon where I am when the thunder boomers start! If at all possible I prefer to be in Mommy’s lap! She cuddles me and tells me she will protected me.
4. The doorbell…. I can not begin to explain why this scares me! I can be downstairs laying by the cozy fire and someone will ring the bell and I have to bolt upstairs as fast as my leggies will carry me!
5. Closed doors…. Okay, this one is completely crazy, and I would not zactly call it “scared”; however, if a door is shut to a room (especially Mommy’s bedroom) and I am not in the room with Mommy I will not just scratch at it, I will body slam it!! Daddy watched me one time and said I got a running head start and hurled myself at it while meowing the whole time!! Mommy could not hear me because she was in the shower. Daddy had to carry me in so I could see her and I was so happy that I was in the room with Mommy!!

Oh no's!!

After reading this I am glad I only drink water or milk!!

Bored

I am bored. Bored, bored, bored. I just swatted my last mousie under the thing that gets hot and another under the box that makes things cold. I can’t push the button on the red thingee. No one is here to pull string for me. The sunny spot has moved to the wall and I can’t figure out how to climb onto it.

It ain’t easy being me.

Mommy looks funny part deux...

I told you before that Mommy had an accident and now she has posted the the pictures to show the world...

I don't care what she looks like because I am definitely a Mommy's girl...

Mommy looks funny!

I have been in bed with Mommy since Saturday night. She had an accident. I've been giving her love but she is not doing so good. She said she is going back to work tomorrow so I guess that means I get the bed to myself...

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.

attack!!

i was attacked. not by a vishus annymul but by frozen water. i have a medal i wear around my collar (yes, i am a prissy girl) and when mommy put fresh cubies in my water i had to go take a drink right away... well one thing lead to another some of the cubies got stucked on my medal!!

i looked up at mommy and then i shook my head really hard and a cubie flew off. there were still three more stuck to me. i had to walk with my front paws really far apart so the cubie would touch me as little as possible. at this point mommy started laughing at me. that hurt my feelings but i was more concerned about getting the cubie off my collar.

i shook my head hard again... nothing. mommy hollered for daddy at this point who came running down the stairs. i shook my head again and presto! no more cubie!! daddy was sorry he missed the show and laughed when mommy told him what happened.

humiliation aside, i got some temtayshuns for it. that makes for a happy ending.

i haz a bad habit

i chews my paws... i hope henry helton still gives me purrs!!

i do not know why i do this.. mommy calls it a nervus habit... what do i have to be nervus about? i am an only kitty and am well loved, well fed and get lots of skritches. i just do this...

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

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.