Well, I heard from Mom that she's in Idaho. She visited a place called Sandpoint yesterday an' said that she was 'bout ninety miles from Canada ... Then she drove down the 95 to a place near Spokane, WA ... The place is on an indian reservation an' is a CASINO. It's called Coeur D'Alene, Idaho. She is feelin' better from the food poisoning of last week (eeewww ...) ...
This morning she leaves the casino (after saying "bye bye" to our Aunt Montie an' Uncle Harold ... an' the woofies: Whimpy an' Tribles) to drive down to Grandma's sister's house. It's not a furry long drive, but it is rainin' ...
Thinkin' of Aunt Montie reminds me of a story ...
Mom used to walk Whimpy when Aunt Montie lived in California. One day, Mom wanted to see how many miles Whimpy could walk before he "pooped out". (Now you have to know that Whimpy isn't a big guy. He's half Daschund and half Chihuahua.) Anyway, Mom and Whimpy started walking. They walked an' walked an' walked. At about mile eight, Whimpy started showin' signs of tiring. At eight-an'-a-half miles, he started dry heavin' and threw up his water all over the sidewalk. He couldn't walk anymore, but was too wiggly to carry. Mom lifted him by his harness an' carried him like a heavy purse (yep, swingin' him back an' forth while she walked). While she was walkin' the remaining mile or so to get home, a teenager hollered out the window of a passing car: "Hey, lady! You broke your dog!"
I guess that you had to be there ...
One more week of vacation 'til Mom returns. I MISS her a whole bunch ...
DMM
Friday, September 28, 2007
Friday, September 21, 2007
Week One of bein' "cat sat" ...
Well, it has been pretty good for us ('cept for the missin' Mom part) ...
Mom's vacation has been rather awful ('cept for the visitin' relatives part).
She is currently holed up in a hotel in a place called Tumwater with a rather horrible case of food poisoning. She said somethin' 'bout "warmed over woofie poop" ... Sounds nauseatin' to me ...
Feel better, Mom.
DMM
Mom's vacation has been rather awful ('cept for the visitin' relatives part).
She is currently holed up in a hotel in a place called Tumwater with a rather horrible case of food poisoning. She said somethin' 'bout "warmed over woofie poop" ... Sounds nauseatin' to me ...
Feel better, Mom.
DMM
Thursday, September 13, 2007
How I Got My Name meme
I was tagged by Millie for the "How I Got My Name" meme ...
Huckleberry Finn (my brother) and I were named after a line in the movie "Tombstone" spoken by Val Kilmer (as "Doc Holliday"): He says, "I'll be your huckleberry if you'll be my daisy."
Mom always gives middle names to her pets, so I became DaisyMae and my brother became Huckleberry Finn.
My "Maus" name is because Mom paid attention to me ... She'd call me "DaisyMae" and I'd always respond with "Maus" ... One day, she asked me if I wanted to be called "Maus" ... and I responded with "Maus" again, so it stuck. I became DaisyMae Maus ... So we BOTH got to name me!
DMM
I'm not taggin' anyone 'cuz I'm not gonna have the use of Mom's computer while she's gone.
Huckleberry Finn (my brother) and I were named after a line in the movie "Tombstone" spoken by Val Kilmer (as "Doc Holliday"): He says, "I'll be your huckleberry if you'll be my daisy."
Mom always gives middle names to her pets, so I became DaisyMae and my brother became Huckleberry Finn.
My "Maus" name is because Mom paid attention to me ... She'd call me "DaisyMae" and I'd always respond with "Maus" ... One day, she asked me if I wanted to be called "Maus" ... and I responded with "Maus" again, so it stuck. I became DaisyMae Maus ... So we BOTH got to name me!
DMM
I'm not taggin' anyone 'cuz I'm not gonna have the use of Mom's computer while she's gone.
Thursday Thirteen #37: Mom's gone on her vacation trip ... sigh
Thursday Thirteen: How come Mom didn't pack ME?
What did Mom pack into the black masheen for her trip in the space that I would have taken up (along with my litterbox an' stinky goodness an' Temptations)?
1. An orange four-person tent for one person
2. Aerobed and buckwheat hull pillow in a satin pillowcase
3. Brand-new LL Bean sleeping bag
4. Television set with batteries to watch “CSI” in the tent
5. Large, medium, and super-small plum luggage from LL Bean ... monogrammed
6. Entire wardrobe of jeans, underwear, socks, and bras ... plus t-shirts,swimsuit, jacket, gloves, hat
7. Special Nike shoes that talk to her iPod and the iPod (an' her ugly Birkenstocks an' bloo Crocs for swimmin')
8. Comfy chair an’ some books
9. Purple lantern for in-the-dark trips to the bathroom (an’ toilet paper)
10. $20.00 in quarters so that she can take showers plus shampoo an' mosquito repellant
11. Food and stuff to cook it with including propane
12. Key chain with our photos in it
13. All of the adapters for charging, inflating, etc.
I wanna stow away in the black masheen an’ go with Mom. I’m gonna miss her while she’s gone ... I hope that she’s gonna miss me. She’d BETTER miss me. In fact, she’d better bring me back some furry nice presents!
What did Mom pack into the black masheen for her trip in the space that I would have taken up (along with my litterbox an' stinky goodness an' Temptations)?
1. An orange four-person tent for one person
2. Aerobed and buckwheat hull pillow in a satin pillowcase
3. Brand-new LL Bean sleeping bag
4. Television set with batteries to watch “CSI” in the tent
5. Large, medium, and super-small plum luggage from LL Bean ... monogrammed
6. Entire wardrobe of jeans, underwear, socks, and bras ... plus t-shirts,swimsuit, jacket, gloves, hat
7. Special Nike shoes that talk to her iPod and the iPod (an' her ugly Birkenstocks an' bloo Crocs for swimmin')
8. Comfy chair an’ some books
9. Purple lantern for in-the-dark trips to the bathroom (an’ toilet paper)
10. $20.00 in quarters so that she can take showers plus shampoo an' mosquito repellant
11. Food and stuff to cook it with including propane
12. Key chain with our photos in it
13. All of the adapters for charging, inflating, etc.
I wanna stow away in the black masheen an’ go with Mom. I’m gonna miss her while she’s gone ... I hope that she’s gonna miss me. She’d BETTER miss me. In fact, she’d better bring me back some furry nice presents!
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Happy Birthday to Aunt Toni
Today is our Aunt Toni's birthday. She is the mom of Benjamin Fuzz an' Lucy Fur.
Mom says that she's gonna be visitin' our Aunt Toni (an' Ben an' Lucy) next week. She's not teleportin' there ... She is gonna drive the black masheen up Highway 101. She says that she'll keep an eye out for our furriends. She might see Grr, Midnight & Cocoa or she may even pass by "Castro Valley near the Big Forest" where Skeezix, Rocky the Gutter Cat, Mao, an' Tripper live. Before she gets to our Aunt Toni's house, she's gonna visit with her cousins in Oregon. She'll be seein' Zoey, Cha-Ching, an' the Furballs (plus Gus an' Perla, too).
She says that we're not gonna get to do much bloggin' while she's gone 'cuz havin' our catsitter (Carrie) do the bloggin' might cost extra to rent her thumbs. She says that she might do some remote postin' efurry once in awhile, but that we shouldn't hold our collective breath. Drat!
I think that the best part is that Mom is gonna get to visit our Aunt Montie an' the woofies in Spokane. We miss our Aunt Montie furry much since she moved there two years ago. Mom has promised to gather some of her smells so that we can sniff her when she returns home.
Oh, an' Happy Patriot Day to efurryone ... It's the sixth anniversary of September 11th ... WE SHALL NEVER FORGET!
Mom says that she's gonna be visitin' our Aunt Toni (an' Ben an' Lucy) next week. She's not teleportin' there ... She is gonna drive the black masheen up Highway 101. She says that she'll keep an eye out for our furriends. She might see Grr, Midnight & Cocoa or she may even pass by "Castro Valley near the Big Forest" where Skeezix, Rocky the Gutter Cat, Mao, an' Tripper live. Before she gets to our Aunt Toni's house, she's gonna visit with her cousins in Oregon. She'll be seein' Zoey, Cha-Ching, an' the Furballs (plus Gus an' Perla, too).
She says that we're not gonna get to do much bloggin' while she's gone 'cuz havin' our catsitter (Carrie) do the bloggin' might cost extra to rent her thumbs. She says that she might do some remote postin' efurry once in awhile, but that we shouldn't hold our collective breath. Drat!
I think that the best part is that Mom is gonna get to visit our Aunt Montie an' the woofies in Spokane. We miss our Aunt Montie furry much since she moved there two years ago. Mom has promised to gather some of her smells so that we can sniff her when she returns home.
Oh, an' Happy Patriot Day to efurryone ... It's the sixth anniversary of September 11th ... WE SHALL NEVER FORGET!
Saturday, September 08, 2007
Saturday Photo Hunt #36: MUSIC
The Saturday Photo Scavenger Hunt theme for this week is MUSIC ... We listen to music all of the time at our house, but it's really difficult to capture a photo of us listen to or dancin' along with the music ... or so I thought ...
Today's entry in the Photo Hunt requires to put on your "imagination caps" ... Yes, you! Put the cap ON! ... an' imagine the theme MUSIC to "Super Mario Brothers" ... Yeah, you 'member it! It sounds somethin' like this:
"Dee, dee, dee, dee-ee-ee, dee, dee, dee"
Well, when our Uncle James was a teenager, he had this game and would play it for hours an' hours an' hours. One of the original Feline Americans, Toby, would dance along to the theme MUSIC an' pat the television screen. He liked to try an' trap Luigi or Mario, but he liked the turtles the best.
You can tell that this is an old photo, 'cuz of the gold drapes, dark wood paneling, an' the ancient television an' cable box. Wow!
Friday, September 07, 2007
Thanks Miles and Sammy Meezer! This was FUN!
Miles an' Sammy at Meezer Tails had this quiz on their bloggie ... It's FUN!
| DaisyMae Maus Noneofyourbusiness's Aliases |
 Your movie star name: Catnip Orland Your fashion designer name is DaisyMae Budapest Your socialite name is Mausie-Buttcheeks 'Vegas Your fly girl / guy name is D Non Your detective name is Panther Montgomery Your barfly name is Temptation 'Niptini Your soap opera name is Maus Coronado Your rock star name is Taffy Cheetah Your Star Wars name is Daidai Nonjak Your punk rock band name is Pissed Off Tampons |
Friday's Feast #36 ... Doesn't the fruit look yummy?
Appetizer
Using only one word, how does grocery shopping make you feel?
SLEEPY.
I don't do much grocery shopping because the lights, muzak, and overyall experience put me to sleep. I cruise around the store nearly sleep-walking. The only grocery store that doesn't make me wanna snooze is Trader Joe's.
Soup
What is your favorite part about the season of Autumn?
The changing of the clocks back an hour. I like it to be dark by 5 PM. In my job, I'm technically finished with student contacts at 1:06 PM (but always have kids in the room at lunch), so I start on a task and am able to work (mostly) uninterrupted until I finish. During the spring and summer, if I'm not paying attention to the clock, I sometimes work until after 7 PM.
What's the problem with that, you ask? Well, they stop paying me at 3:25 PM ... Enough said.
"Dark" reminds me that it's time to go home.
Salad
Have you ever had any bad experiences online?
I had one bad experience on eBay with a Dooney & Bourke handbag that was misrepresented as "authentic," but was a really shoddy knock-off.
Main Course
Name three things that make you happy daily.
I don't have any debt.
My family.
My wonderful tribe of Feline Americans.
Dessert
What one household cleansing or organizing item would you not want to be without?
Clorox all-purpose wipes for cleaning; Cottonelle wipes for cleansing ME.
Thursday, September 06, 2007
Guess what arrived today?
Yep! It arrived all the way from New Hamster! It's our Holiday Gizzy Quilt handmade by Millie an' Jasmine's momma. Isn't it beautiful?
We were the furry first to order our quilt last Sunday. We forced Mom to set her alarm so that she wouldn't sleep to late an' make us miss our opportunity. We'd been watchin' the bloggie for MONTHS waitin' for them to go on sale. We got quilt #18. As soon as Mom opened the package and set the quilt on the table, Charmee hopped up to check it out. Our package came with a special gift: A catnip quilted ravioli! Charmee uses it like a pillow ... He says that it's furry comfy an' smells delicious!
After Mom took some pictures, she put the quilt away for when Catmas time comes. We cannot wait!
This is our 600th post!
We didn't have a contest this time, but we will when we are close to our 750th post! Watch for it, okay?
We were the furry first to order our quilt last Sunday. We forced Mom to set her alarm so that she wouldn't sleep to late an' make us miss our opportunity. We'd been watchin' the bloggie for MONTHS waitin' for them to go on sale. We got quilt #18. As soon as Mom opened the package and set the quilt on the table, Charmee hopped up to check it out. Our package came with a special gift: A catnip quilted ravioli! Charmee uses it like a pillow ... He says that it's furry comfy an' smells delicious!
After Mom took some pictures, she put the quilt away for when Catmas time comes. We cannot wait!
We didn't have a contest this time, but we will when we are close to our 750th post! Watch for it, okay?
Thursday Thirteen #36: Panda-monium
Recently, Bai Yun ... a Giant panda living at the San Diego Zoo ... gave birth to another panda cub. The captive breeding program at the zoo has been phenominally successful and relations with China ... at least as far as pandas go ... have been mutually beneficial. The pandas are a HUGE tourist draw at the zoo. This baby will assuredly bring in millions of dollars of tourism revenue to America's Finest City. BTW: As of this posting, no one knows the gender of the cub, so no names have been bandied about.
These photographs AREN'T of the new baby ...
The new born cub was so small and fragile that he seemed to be
more of a cat cub than of a panda.
Attention, good care and all the time needed were spent so that the little cub would grow healthy and beautiful.
In a week, he is already acting as a " big " and powerful animal, sniffing around.
At 25 days, the cub begins to look like a panda. The specific black spots have already appeared but he's still blind.
After 30 days, the cub looks like a little pig.
In a couple more days, we have a brand new panda cub able to eat and start to play by his own.
Look at those claws!
When he's 85 days old, no one knows what he's up to ...
But he still is somehow funny and sleeps just like a human baby.
The cub has reached 3 months old! ...
Precious!
These photographs AREN'T of the new baby ...
The new born cub was so small and fragile that he seemed to be
more of a cat cub than of a panda.
Attention, good care and all the time needed were spent so that the little cub would grow healthy and beautiful.
In a week, he is already acting as a " big " and powerful animal, sniffing around.
At 25 days, the cub begins to look like a panda. The specific black spots have already appeared but he's still blind.
After 30 days, the cub looks like a little pig.
In a couple more days, we have a brand new panda cub able to eat and start to play by his own.
Look at those claws!
When he's 85 days old, no one knows what he's up to ...
But he still is somehow funny and sleeps just like a human baby.
The cub has reached 3 months old! ...
Precious!
Wednesday, September 05, 2007
Oregon-bound Squillions!
Lookie! Mom finally finished the squillions for our cousins who live in Oregon ...
Meet the Zoey and the Furballs squillions! An' Zoey's mom's sister (our Mom's cousin) is gettin' Gus and Perla squillions!
(Back row): Gus, Chewbacca the Wookitty, Smoke, Gandalf the Gray
(Front row): Perla, Cha-Ching, Zoey
Be sure to be watching for the man in the bloo shorts to deliver the squillions right to your doors! Whoo hoo!
DMM
Meet the Zoey and the Furballs squillions! An' Zoey's mom's sister (our Mom's cousin) is gettin' Gus and Perla squillions!
(Back row): Gus, Chewbacca the Wookitty, Smoke, Gandalf the Gray
(Front row): Perla, Cha-Ching, Zoey
Be sure to be watching for the man in the bloo shorts to deliver the squillions right to your doors! Whoo hoo!
DMM
Monday, September 03, 2007
Dance, dance, dance!
Thanks to Skeezix the Cat and Jeter Harris for this terrific opportunity to showcase Charmee's unique talents (and the dance stylings of Sparky Fuzzypants and ME). Who'd a thunk it?
Star in Your Own JibJab! It's Free!
Sunday, September 02, 2007
In Tribute to our furriends who've moved on ... And those who came before ...
Peaches the woofie ...
and Feline Americans Meemaw, Percy, Cookie Monster, Lacey Bunns, Toby, Fudge Ripple, Dolly Pop, an' Huckleberry Finn.
May years and years in our lives be but moments of waiting for them. 'Til we meet again ...
and Feline Americans Meemaw, Percy, Cookie Monster, Lacey Bunns, Toby, Fudge Ripple, Dolly Pop, an' Huckleberry Finn.
May years and years in our lives be but moments of waiting for them. 'Til we meet again ...
I GOT ONE!
I am so excited! Mom and I just ordered our Bizzy for Gizzy Holiday Special Edition Gizzy Quilt (wow ... that's a mouthful!)!!!
There are only twenty available, an' I'm gettin' one of my furry own.
If you hurry to Millie's bloggie, you might be fortunate enough to get one for yourself ... But you've gotta hurry really fast, 'cuz when they're gone ... They're gone!
There are only twenty available, an' I'm gettin' one of my furry own.
If you hurry to Millie's bloggie, you might be fortunate enough to get one for yourself ... But you've gotta hurry really fast, 'cuz when they're gone ... They're gone!
Birthday Hoax?
I was kinda mystified when Tyler wished me a happy birthday in a comment that he left on my Saturday Photo Scavenger Hunt post ... Birthday? Me?!?
But then I visited my geezer-buddy, Rocky the Gutter Cat, at his bloggie an' saw this!
Wait a goll-darn minute! I had a birthday an' Mom didn't say or do anything special? Is it December already? I missed Christmas AND Sandy Claws? It cannot be!
Well, it turns out that it isn't my birthday at all. Mom says that my birthday is December 31, 1993 an' that I'll be fourteen in four months.
Rocky (an' Tyler) ... Thanks for the "happy birthday" wishes! You're just four months early. Party at my house on New Year's Eve. Don't tell the Feline Americans, okay?
But then I visited my geezer-buddy, Rocky the Gutter Cat, at his bloggie an' saw this!
Wait a goll-darn minute! I had a birthday an' Mom didn't say or do anything special? Is it December already? I missed Christmas AND Sandy Claws? It cannot be!
Well, it turns out that it isn't my birthday at all. Mom says that my birthday is December 31, 1993 an' that I'll be fourteen in four months.
Rocky (an' Tyler) ... Thanks for the "happy birthday" wishes! You're just four months early. Party at my house on New Year's Eve. Don't tell the Feline Americans, okay?
Saturday, September 01, 2007
Saturday Photo Hunt #35: DIRTY
The Saturday Photo Scavenger Hunt theme for this week is DIRTY ... At first, I was kinda confused. Is it "dirty" like messy an' sloppy? Or is it "drrrrrrttttyyy" like Christina Aguilera in butt-less chaps?
Hmmmm ... Do we have somethin' in our archive that would fit for both?
Yep. An' it's featurin' our favorite Feline American photo-hound: Mr. Sparky Fuzzypants.
We've got "dirty": 'Cuz our green carpeting ALWAYS needs to be vacuumed. If you biggify the photo, you can see bits of fur an' cat litter all over the place.
We've also got "drrrrrttttyyyy" 'cuz Mr. Pants is showin' off one of his little pink nippies. Hubba, hubba?
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