<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519</id><updated>2011-07-08T04:57:35.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monty Graycat Ponders Out loud</title><subtitle type='html'>I am a Gray Cat. I have a lot to say. I live with my kitty brother Samson, foster cats, 2 bunnies, and 4 ratties.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-1583483602349240231</id><published>2010-07-17T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T22:12:48.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Volunteering and New Toys!</title><content type='html'>Mommy is feeling much better now, so I guess all those purrs you sent, and all the purring we kitties did on her worked! Thanks guys! Mommy says thanks too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't do too much this week, Mommy was sick for the first part of the week, and Jenn came over lots, and helped Mommy feel better. They locked us out of the bedroom though one night, and Samson was MAD! He was being really bad, and banging on the door, and being a pest. Finally they got tired of it and let us back in, but Mommy and Jenn and Lisa were NOT happy with him the next day. Samson just hates getting locked away from Mommy, even if she is just sleeping, or going to the bathroom. He gets all crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy worked on Wednesday and Thursday, and we missed her, since we have gotten used to her being here almost everyday. Mommy only works a few days a week in the summer, and we like it that way. We get lots more cuddles, and playtime, and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TEKKWHR_-hI/AAAAAAAAAZA/vHHz6IjdyhI/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TEKKWHR_-hI/AAAAAAAAAZA/vHHz6IjdyhI/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;We got new stuff from the fundraiser!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we got left alone all morning and afternoon, but we were okay with that, since it was all for a good cause! Today was a fundraiser for the Animal Love Foundation, which is where we all come from, and who Mommy fosters for. They had a big car wash and dog wash, with handmade pet toys, a bake sale, a BBQ, and a draw! The local radio station even came to help spread the word, and play some great music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa went with Mommy to help out, and they helped out at the BBQ, taking money and getting buns ready while another volunteer did the actual grilling. They saw lots of adorable doggies, and nice people, and raised money to help pay for all the sick kittens they have right now, and spays, neuters, medical costs and of course the essential items like food, litter etc. Lots of people came, and Mommy's mother got her car washed too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and Lisa said it was a lot of fun, though Mommy ended up with a bad sunburn. Mommy is well...PALE. People always tell her she is the palest person they have ever seen, and Mommy jokes that she is one step away from albino. Mommy wears 60spf sunscreen, but she still got burned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TEKMMYxXvUI/AAAAAAAAAZY/TilMwNmuVH8/s1600/lobster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TEKMMYxXvUI/AAAAAAAAAZY/TilMwNmuVH8/s320/lobster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mommy says she looks like one of these now!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BEST part about the fundraiser though... NEW TOYS! Mommy got 5 new toys for us! Three catnip pillows, a kitty kicker, and a piggy tail. Two of the catnip pillows have cows on them, just for Lexy, but of course she shares with us too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TEKKqZVfKuI/AAAAAAAAAZI/exJ7TDP8dCI/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TEKKqZVfKuI/AAAAAAAAAZI/exJ7TDP8dCI/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lexy models her new cow-print toys&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kitty kicker is fun! It has crinkles in it, and lots of catnip, and its the perfect size to grab on to and bunny kick like crazy! I LOVE catnip, and these toys are nice and strong, and the toys are so much fun! The piggy tail is a curly knitted "tail" with a bell on then end. We already got one from an adopt-a-thon that Lexy went to, and Mommy knew we liked it, so she got us a nice dark purple one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TEKJ-9BsvGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/2s6QX2iAgr0/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TEKJ-9BsvGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/2s6QX2iAgr0/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Samson checks out the new toys. Which one should he play with first?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of ways your Mommies can help out local rescue groups, and if they already don't, urge your Mommies or Daddies to volunteer as foster parents, or drivers to pick-up or take sick kitties to vets or adoption events, or even help on the websites. There are so many great volunteers out there, helping out all the kitties and doggies and other animals who need homes, and I am thankful for every single one of them! If not for them, I would have been *gulp* put to sleep, and wouldn't have my wonderful home, and Mommy, and all of you nice cats to talk to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-1583483602349240231?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/1583483602349240231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/07/volunteering-and-new-toys.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/1583483602349240231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/1583483602349240231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/07/volunteering-and-new-toys.html' title='Volunteering and New Toys!'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TEKKWHR_-hI/AAAAAAAAAZA/vHHz6IjdyhI/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-6503939679723484878</id><published>2010-07-14T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T01:16:13.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Better!</title><content type='html'>Well, it was much cooler on the weekend, and I am feeling much better! I am even getting my meow back!&lt;br /&gt;It sounds a little funny, not my usual glorious voice, but its better than nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed snuggling Mommy when she was gone, but the night before she left, she had her new girlfriend sleep over, so I got cuddles from both of them! And Lisa was nice and fed and played and cuddled us, and remembered to give me cat nip! She even let the bunnies out to run, and turned on our Fling-a-ma-String toy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy Mommy is back though, because she needs me! On the Sunday morning Mommy was coming home, she woke up feeling kinda yucky, and when they stopped for coffee, she REALLY started feeling bad. Its a good thing Jenn (her girlfriend) pulled the car over, cause Mommy had to puke! Now, us kitties are pretty good barfers, we can do it pretty often, between hairballs, eating cat grass, or eating too fast. But Mommy almost NEVER throws up. She says she only threw up ONCE since she was in something called grade 3, so apparently that is a very long time, like a million years or something, and it means that Mommy has to be pretty sick for her to actually barfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it turns out Mommy caught a bad cold just like we had, probably from the kids where she works. Mommy works part time as a nanny, taking care of two little kids. I guess last Thursday, the little boy had a bad cold, and got his germies all over Mommy and made her sick! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you know what that means! I have to lay on Mommy, and purr, and keep her warm and cozy, just like she did when I was sick. It is nice to make her feel better, though she keeps saying that having cat hair up her nose doesn't help her stuffy sinuses, whatever that means!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Jenn came over to help Mommy feel better, and she infringed on my Mommy cuddles again when she slept over. I like having Mommy to myself, but I guess that way I can cuddle two people instead of just one! I still prefer my Mommy though, and so does Samson and Lexy. Samson really likes Jenn though, since she indulges his need for constant belly rubs. If this Jenn gets in the way of my Mommy and Monty time too much though, I may have to poop in her shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we had a pretty boring, normal weekend, and we all feel much better, other than Mommy. I sure hope it doesn't get too hot again soon, since now that its a bit cooler and we aren't as sick, Samson and I can play and wrestle again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all you kitties who live where its hot have good ways to cool down, and have a great day!&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry, no pictures today, Mommy wasn't here to take any on the weekend, and she feels to yucky to take any now!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-6503939679723484878?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/6503939679723484878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/07/feeling-better.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/6503939679723484878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/6503939679723484878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/07/feeling-better.html' title='Feeling Better!'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-3599593393207941145</id><published>2010-07-07T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T15:59:47.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's HOT!! Also, Toby Update</title><content type='html'>It is HOT here where I live!&lt;br /&gt;And it's even worse because its super duper humid too! We are lucky that our apartment doesn't get direct sunlight but it's still VERY hot! Mommy and Lisa have the fans on, and keep all the doors and windows closed to keep the heat out as best they can, but that only helps a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TDUAJHpNWnI/AAAAAAAAAYY/6otulp9dhwE/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TDUAJHpNWnI/AAAAAAAAAYY/6otulp9dhwE/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mmmm the fan blowing on me feels so nice!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We haven't been able to do much at all, no wrestling, no games of Thundering Herd of Elephants, no getting into mischief at all! It's BORING. All we can do is laze around, lay on the tile or in front of the fan, or as Lexy does, lay in the sink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TDT_q0pyCMI/AAAAAAAAAYI/oF0v-bS7drg/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TDT_q0pyCMI/AAAAAAAAAYI/oF0v-bS7drg/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lazy Samson on the new chair aka "The Throne"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is another reason we are being lazy, and that is because we are all not feeling well. I feel the worst of the three of us, and I have even lost my gorgeous voice! All I can do is a funny sounding squeak, and not even a good squeak like Lexy's normal Meow. We all have sore throats, and a little cough. Mommy talked to someone from Animal Love though, and they said to just keep an eye on it, we will probably get over it in a few days, and if not, Mommy will take us to the V-E-T. I don't want to go there, but I DO want my pretty voice back s I can serenade Mommy early in the morning, and talk to her and Lisa and everyone else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TDT_6eTcuDI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/EKQ1nuuKrRE/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TDT_6eTcuDI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/EKQ1nuuKrRE/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Too hot to play!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to know the reason Mommy was talking to Animal Love in the first place? We got GREAT news!&lt;br /&gt;Toby didn't actually go in to Petsmart on Sat, he stayed at Lori's (another great foster home) all weekend, since Lori had a bunch of other kittens that needed their shots. She picked up another kitten that was near by us at the same time. We got to see him, he was fluffy and orange and little like Toby, and his name was Titan! So Toby got a fun weekend, playing with all those other kittens, and on Monday, they all went in for their shots together, and into Petsmart.&amp;nbsp; And then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TDUDOSNa8AI/AAAAAAAAAYw/w1_J2fL9fxs/s1600/monty+toby+cuddles2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TDUDOSNa8AI/AAAAAAAAAYw/w1_J2fL9fxs/s320/monty+toby+cuddles2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Snuggly little Toby and me in the cat tree&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....TODAY HE GOT ADOPTED!!! Lori just called Mommy and told us that both him and Titan got homes today! Not together sadly, but good homes! We are very happy for him, and hope it is a wonderful home full of love, and he is happy there for the rest of his life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We miss him lots, he was our special little buddy, but now I don't get ambushed from above when I walk by the couch, and Lexy is VERY happy to be able to go back in the bathroom! She can drink from her sink again, and as you can see she has reclaimed it as hers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TDT_XEKlw2I/AAAAAAAAAYA/85joXn5AMmk/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TDT_XEKlw2I/AAAAAAAAAYA/85joXn5AMmk/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lexy loves her sink!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I hope you guys aren't as hot as we are! Mommy may just have to break down and buy a used air conditioner! Mommy is going away with a friend this weekend, so Lisa said she will take good care of us. We will miss Mommy of course, but if it cools down and we feel better, maybe we can get Lisa to throw us a catnip Party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TDUAY4AJq4I/AAAAAAAAAYg/hp4IXGnhLh8/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TDUAY4AJq4I/AAAAAAAAAYg/hp4IXGnhLh8/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lexy likes the cool air from the fan blowing on her belly!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you kitties beat the heat? And what do you do when you feel under the weather? We have been getting lots of treats and cuddles cause we feel icky, and fresh catnip from our big plant helps too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great, COOL, Wednesday Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-3599593393207941145?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/3599593393207941145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-hot-also-toby-update.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/3599593393207941145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/3599593393207941145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-hot-also-toby-update.html' title='It&apos;s HOT!! Also, Toby Update'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TDUAJHpNWnI/AAAAAAAAAYY/6otulp9dhwE/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-7552327237321499116</id><published>2010-07-03T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T02:36:42.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Toby and Good Luck!</title><content type='html'>Well, it's very early on Saturday right now, and Mommy and I can't sleep, because today is the day that Toby leaves us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have only had him for about two and a half weeks, but it seems like he has been here forever! We all had extra special cuddles with him all Friday, except for when Mommy went to her parents home to wash her clothes for free (They charge for it in the building) and Toby had to stay in the bathroom so that he could eat his food while she was gone. Toby's food is kept in there because a certain kitty *cough* Samson *cough* would eat it all up if it was left out. And well, I admit, I take a few nibbles too. It's just so tasty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All day on Thursday, Toby was kept in the bathroom too, since Mommy went away to her Aunt's with her family for the Canada Day celebration. Her Aunt and Uncle just bought a huge property up near cottage country, and it took about 3.5 hours just go get there. So Mommy was gone from 8am until 10:30pm, and Toby was not happy being cooped up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TC7-SIql-kI/AAAAAAAAAXY/XpjJvo6Q6qI/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TC7-SIql-kI/AAAAAAAAAXY/XpjJvo6Q6qI/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Silly Toby falls asleep in funny places!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy made it a fun day though, she put dried nip all over the carpet and our cat tree, and gave me some fresh nip from the big plant Mommy has on the balcony. She also put out some toys we haven't played with in a few weeks, I love when she does that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So our Canada Day was fun, other than Mommy being gone, and Toby being stuck in the bathroom with all his toys. What did you other Canadian kitties do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TC8DHfTJRDI/AAAAAAAAAX4/nwxIbwaaCos/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TC8DHfTJRDI/AAAAAAAAAX4/nwxIbwaaCos/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Kitten Karate Kick! Pow! Right in the Kisser!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, as promised I will tell you what happened to Mommy's old roommate Chris, and his kitty Baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy was having problems with Chris from the start, with him not helping out with housework, never remembering to give us food or water, NEVER cleaning the litter box, and being messy in general. Now, Mommy knows she is not perfect, and that us animals are messy and stinky sometimes, but Chris never [aid any attention to Baby, and would go away for days at a time. He also hadn't told Mommy when he moved in, that he was quitting school, so he wouldn't be getting money anymore from the government, and he didn't have a job. He DID get a job at one point, but he got fired after less than 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy kept trying to remind him to help out, and give him some time to get back on his feet, but it just wasn't working out, so she asked him to move out the next month. He also wasn't on the lease, so that wasn't a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TC7-1ap8xwI/AAAAAAAAAXg/zfl41HuwOak/s1600/Pretty+Baby.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TC7-1ap8xwI/AAAAAAAAAXg/zfl41HuwOak/s320/Pretty+Baby.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Gorgeous Baby. We miss you pretty girl!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now comes the sad part. When Mommy decided to let him move in, she thought it would be great, because Chris had also fostered cats for the same place Mommy fosters us. Then Mommy found out that Chris was no longer allowed to foster cats, after two cats died in his care, from something COMPLETELY preventable. Mommy won't tell me what, but she says it was purely neglect, and that made her very mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy confronted Chris, and he said he didn't even know that was why the cats died, and didn't even notice the kitties were so very close to death until it was much too late. After Mommy talked to him, he agreed that he shouldn't have any animals since he couldn't take care of them, and had enough trouble taking care of himself. Mommy said she would keep Baby until she could find her the perfect new home, and was even going to ask if Animal Love could help find her a new home. Everything seemed okay, Chris was moving out soon, and Baby would be safe and cared for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day, while Mommy was at work, Chris and a friend of his came over, and they took Baby away without telling Mommy about it. We didn't even get to say goodbye to her, and neither did Mommy.&lt;br /&gt;When Mommy got home, right away she noticed Baby was gone, and she was very very worried. She checked her email, and saw that Chris had emailed her only saying that he had taken Baby to live at his friends house. Now, this seemed to Mommy like Chris removed Baby so that he could keep her himself, even though he admitted he was in no way capable of caring for her. When Chris got home late that night, Mommy was MAD. Not only had Chris not paid rent or bills, or helped with costs for Baby, he had obviously taken her when Mommy was gone because he knew he was wrong to do it. They had a big fight, and it was scary. Mommy had asked him a few days before to leave in the next two days because he hadn't paid, and she wouldn't make him pay if he left right away, but he hadn't even started finding a place to stay yet, and he was still there. Now, Mommy knows she got extremely mad, mostly because she was so worried that Baby would end up like those poor cats that died if Chris took her back. Chris even admitted that he took her to his friends house so that he could take her back eventually, and said he knew it was purely selfish and not in Baby's best interest. He knows he shouldn't own animals, but he didn't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TC7_lb3tP-I/AAAAAAAAAXo/4T1lsZpyWHU/s1600/Baby.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TC7_lb3tP-I/AAAAAAAAAXo/4T1lsZpyWHU/s320/Baby.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Baby, and Sam's ear&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when it started to get scary. Mommy asked Chris to leave, as he had started to act very strange, and Mommy didn't feel safe with him there. Mommy is pretty small for a human, she is only a little over 5 feet tall, and doesn't weight much, and Chris is a BIG guy, over 6 feet tall, and close to 300 lbs. so Mommy was pretty worried. He refused to leave, and refused to give back the keys. Mommy was afraid that even if he left, he would come back while she was gone and try to hurt us, or her. After a lot of yelling, and Chris acting very very scary and strange, Mommy found out why Chris was acting so weird. He has some personal problems, that he was being treated for, but because he didn't have money, he stopped taking his treatment, even though its very dangerous to do so. He was having a crisis. Chris called the big people in the blue uniforms, making it sound like Mommy was the bad guy, and Mommy talked to them too, and Chris finally left the apartment to go wait for them, and Mommy's parents rushed over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people in the blue uniforms were very nice, and listened to Mommy and realized what had happened. They got the keys back from Chris, and took him to the big people vet to try and make him better. He wasn't allowed to come get his things without there being someone else there, even one of the people in the blue uniforms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as you can see, it was a very scary, emotional night. Chris stayed at the big people vet for a few days, and then moved into a special place for people that need his kind of help. Mommy really hopes he gets better, but still really hopes he never takes Baby back, or gets another animal. We never heard about Baby ever again, and really hope she is okay, and happy and healthy at the house she is at, and gets lots of love from Chris' friend. Mommy liked the friend, and thinks she would be a great owner, but hopes that the friend doesn't let Chris take Baby back. I know Mommy has a lot of regrets that things turned out the way they did, but is glad that Chris finally got some help, and that Baby is safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TC8CRq01efI/AAAAAAAAAXw/EP3ptDhbeYs/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TC8CRq01efI/AAAAAAAAAXw/EP3ptDhbeYs/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Toby and Samson. Look how big Toby is now!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was a LONG story! You can see why I didn't tell it sooner, its long and a little sad. And this morning will be sad as well, when sweet little Toby goes to the vet for his shots, and then goes to the Petsmart Adoption cages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all love him, and Mommy has been asking everyone she knows to adopt him or Lexy, and wishes she could keep Toby forever, since we all get along so well, but there wouldn't be room to foster as much, and Mommy is also certain that Toby will get a new forever family pretty soon, since he is so sweet, cuddly, friendly and playful! We will miss you SOOOOOOOOOOOO much Toby! We loved having you here, and will think of you and love you always! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-7552327237321499116?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/7552327237321499116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/07/goodbye-toby-and-good-luck.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/7552327237321499116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/7552327237321499116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/07/goodbye-toby-and-good-luck.html' title='Goodbye Toby and Good Luck!'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TC7-SIql-kI/AAAAAAAAAXY/XpjJvo6Q6qI/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-7672621434776488083</id><published>2010-07-01T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T01:10:37.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Baaaack!</title><content type='html'>Hello everycat!&lt;br /&gt;I am so so sorry for such a long break between posts!&lt;br /&gt;Us kitties have been very busy, and Mommy has been too!&lt;br /&gt;BUT! Now Mommy is done work for most of the summer, she will only work a few days a week now! So she will have lots more time to play ad snuggle with us, and of course blog more too!&lt;br /&gt;We have been keeping up with everyone, but mostly reading, and not commenting.&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few things that have happened since the last post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;There was a scary flood! The human litter box randomly decided to overflow! Luckily it was just water and nothing yucky, but it went half way down the long hall, and all the way into Mommy's room, and the other bedroom too! It was scary, and we didn't like having damp carpets fr the next few days!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mommy's tattoo is great! It looks real pretty, though I wanted to lick it! Her vegan all natural tattoo balm smells REALLY nice, but Mommy kept telling me NO LICKING!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TCxJfQ2stuI/AAAAAAAAAWo/8mjnpqcGXec/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TCxJfQ2stuI/AAAAAAAAAWo/8mjnpqcGXec/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mommy's new tattoo!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mommy got a new roommate! Her name is Lisa, and she loves animals too! We like to play with her, and sleep on her bed, especially Lexy! She moved in mid June and so far her and Mommy get along really well. I realize I never explained what happened to Baby, but it is something scary and sad, so I will save it for a seperate post, maybe I will write it for right after this one!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And the day before Lisa moved in, so did someone else....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TOBY!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TCxIr-lKWBI/AAAAAAAAAWI/UX73BqADURs/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TCxIr-lKWBI/AAAAAAAAAWI/UX73BqADURs/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tiny Mr. Toby Kitten&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toby is a very very sweet little boy. Sadly, he is just a foster kitten, and he leaves on Saturday to go get his shots, and then go to the scary cage place where I was, to find his forever home. We are all very sure that Toby will get a forever family really fast since he is such a cute, sweet, and playful little fellow! We sure will miss him though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TCxIsUnZFsI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/-sfWxxOQ6Rs/s1600/IMG000062.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TCxIsUnZFsI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/-sfWxxOQ6Rs/s320/IMG000062.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Passed out next to Mommy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Toby was one of a litter of kittens born to a poor Momma cat that someone dumped at a farm. The woman whose farm it was didn't know much about kitties, so she just let them live outside. The Momma cat started bringing the kittens prey she had caught, but the kittens were still very young, and a few got sick, so the lady called Animal Love Foundation, and the kittens got picked up. Toby was the very sickest, and was very very skinny. When he was found at the farm, he was trying to chew on the foot of a dead baby chipmunk! Yuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TCxI_s7IVzI/AAAAAAAAAWY/3BvHU_8i0NA/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TCxI_s7IVzI/AAAAAAAAAWY/3BvHU_8i0NA/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;"What should I pway wif next?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Toby was a bit better, Mommy was asked if she wanted to foster a little kitten for a while, and of course she said YES YES&amp;nbsp; YES YES! Mommy was told that the kitten was maybe 8 weeks, and was very skittish and a little scared of people. Well they were very wrong! The kitten (Who didn't have a name yet) was only just about 6 weeks old, and LOVES people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TCxJOHwmyjI/AAAAAAAAAWg/cRfvNspFfXw/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TCxJOHwmyjI/AAAAAAAAAWg/cRfvNspFfXw/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;"I conquered da catnip ball!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, Toby would only sleep all day. He played a little bit, and would follow me everywhere, prancing along behind me, but he slept a LOT, more than even a kitten should, and kittens sleep lots!&lt;br /&gt;He wasn't eating, so Mommy tried mixing his wet food with kitten milk, but he wouldn't touch it. Then she tried just kitten milk, and he liked that, but it wasn't enough! Finally, Lisa and Mommy caught him stealing a bite of our big kitty food, and they thought "Hmm, maybe he just really doesn't like the wet food!" and they were right! He loves his kibbles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TCxK3XmYEdI/AAAAAAAAAWw/pWtWUL4IFLU/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TCxK3XmYEdI/AAAAAAAAAWw/pWtWUL4IFLU/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toby was EXTREMELY skinny, you could feel every single bone really well, and when you rubbed his belly, you could feel his organs! Now that he is eating though, he has padding over his bones, and a little chubby belly! He is about 8 weeks old now, and Mommy says he is starting to look more like a little cat than a skinny tiny kitten!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TCxLoExWtjI/AAAAAAAAAXA/SieRd5uoHeY/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TCxLoExWtjI/AAAAAAAAAXA/SieRd5uoHeY/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He can climb all the way to the very top of the cat tree! He is a little monkey!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has almost too much energy now! He LOVES to play with us! He even got LEXY to play with him! And Lexy really doesn't like to play with other kitties. At first Sam was a little afraid of him, Lexy would hiss at him when he came near her, and I wasn't too sure about this little gray introoder following me around, taking up all Mommy and Lisa's attention, but now I really like him, and Sam and Lexy do too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TCxLPrCuA8I/AAAAAAAAAW4/GgFtNu_-bkI/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TCxLPrCuA8I/AAAAAAAAAW4/GgFtNu_-bkI/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Me grooming Toby&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all groom him, from head to toe, and he purrs so loud when we do that! He also loves Mommy and Lisa too. He loves to snuggle, and have his now chubby belly rubbed! He even went into work with Mommy, and met the kids, and was great with them. He let them hold him and pet him and play with him. He went to Mommy's friend's apartment last night, and got to see her giant fish tank with her little puffer fish in it! He said it was really fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TCxMnRLV71I/AAAAAAAAAXI/fGgkUti29QI/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TCxMnRLV71I/AAAAAAAAAXI/fGgkUti29QI/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;"You smell like Sticky Little People!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that sure was a LONG post for the first one back! I hope you didn't all forget about us, or miss us too much! I sure missed posting, but it was nice to have a little break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I PROMISE to finally tell you what happened to Mommy's old roommate Chris, and his kitty Baby later, and to post LOTS more this summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TCxNcW1H5xI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/jIix0ftX9UQ/s1600/canadian-flag-heart.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TCxNcW1H5xI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/jIix0ftX9UQ/s320/canadian-flag-heart.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And to all our fellow Canadians, HAPPY CANADA DAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-7672621434776488083?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/7672621434776488083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-baaaack.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/7672621434776488083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/7672621434776488083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-baaaack.html' title='I&apos;m Baaaack!'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TCxJfQ2stuI/AAAAAAAAAWo/8mjnpqcGXec/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-8435046037300324099</id><published>2010-06-02T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T16:59:50.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Word Wednesday: Box-tastic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TAbwTuIyXnI/AAAAAAAAAWA/nHt5umM4Cos/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TAbwTuIyXnI/AAAAAAAAAWA/nHt5umM4Cos/s320/001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-8435046037300324099?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/8435046037300324099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-word-wednesday-box-tastic.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/8435046037300324099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/8435046037300324099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-word-wednesday-box-tastic.html' title='One Word Wednesday: Box-tastic'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/TAbwTuIyXnI/AAAAAAAAAWA/nHt5umM4Cos/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-5838415911566501013</id><published>2010-05-13T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T18:12:17.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mommy-less Weekend</title><content type='html'>Mommy is leaving us! Can you believe that? She is going away for 3 whole days!&lt;br /&gt;She is leaving straight from work tomorrow, and then coming home on Monday, but if traffic is bad, she might go straight to work. Mommy works until 9 on Monday nights, so that would mean we might not see her for a long time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, Mommy asked Emily and Shawn to come feed us, give us love, and keep us from going completely crazy from missing Mommy. I will miss Mommy a whole bunch, and I know Sam and Lexy and the rats and bunnies will too, but I know that we will have lots of fun with Emily and Shawn. Plus, as a treat, Mommy got us some cat grass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S-ydUdgEyoI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/q56Y-UD3kik/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S-ydUdgEyoI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/q56Y-UD3kik/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sam gets ready to Nom on it&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy is going to some place called Toronto. It's only about 2 hours away from where we live in London, Ontario. Mommy's sister lives there, and Mommy will be staying with her. Mommy's mother is also going, but she is going to something called a conference, and is staying with a cousin who lives in Toronto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, Mommy is getting her tattoo! We mentioned awhile back that Mommy got a camera, a tattoo, and a piercing from the Charity Auction her sister did. Well, to get the tattoo and piercing, she has to go to Toronto, and so this weekend she is finally getting the tattoo done! She can't get the hole in her nose though, because the person who does that isn't there on weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purrsonaly, I don't understand why anyone would want to put a hole in any part of them, or get something written on them forever and ever, but Mommy likes it. Mommy already has a tattoo on her left wrist, the word "Dochas" with an accent over the O, that is the Gaelic word for Hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S-yeDEsS7II/AAAAAAAAAVY/sVUVqrrSGeY/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S-yeDEsS7II/AAAAAAAAAVY/sVUVqrrSGeY/s320/007.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Mommy's first tattoo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, Mommy is getting a sort of symbol that she designed herself. Mommy is something called a Pagan, and this design has to do with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S-yZ9jY14xI/AAAAAAAAAVI/lq6ABAD6ti0/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S-yZ9jY14xI/AAAAAAAAAVI/lq6ABAD6ti0/s400/004.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What Mommy's tattoo will look like&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "N's" represent Mommy's Pagan name, Nenet Nokomis. The sort of swirly thing is like a combination of the yin yang sign, the infinity sign, and is for balance. The water drop is because Mommy says she is a Scorpio and that is a water sign, whatever that means. BUT! It is also the four elements! See, the "N's" also look like mountains, for Earth, and in the other direction, they are like lightning bolts, for Fire. The Swirly thing is like wind, for Air, and the water drop is... its for Water, duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S-yhG1LhVSI/AAAAAAAAAV4/2yBNvs4VXxA/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S-yhG1LhVSI/AAAAAAAAAV4/2yBNvs4VXxA/s320/009.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;The explanation all drawn out. Sorry its a bit blurry!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few months Mommy has been deciding where to get it on her body, and she mostly settled on the back of her neck. Now she is rethinking that though, and wondering if it would look better on her other inner wrist. What d you all think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy even has another tattoo planned for in a few years. Mommy has a lot of big scars from the 5 back surgeries she had a few years ago. The one goes all the way down Mommy's spine, from the bottom of her neck all the way to about 2 inches above her bum. She was told that since that scar was opened up 4 times, she would have to wait a long time before getting a tattoo over it, but eventually she is getting a zipper over it! Mommy says that she told the doctor if he was going to keep opening her up, he may as well put in a zipper, so it's kind of a joke. Also, after the 4th surgery, she had 75 little staples holding it closed (ouch!) and it looked like a zipper, so her Dad took the pull off his coat and taped it to the top of her "zipper" and took a picture right before the staples came out. Mommy is very excited for that tattoo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think? Is Mommy crazy for a) leaving US a whole weekend&amp;nbsp; b) getting something written on her forever&amp;nbsp; or c) being close to doing Eeny Meeny Miney Moe to decide whether it will go on her wrist or neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I think she is crazy for all three too. Have a good weekend everyone! I hope your Mommies aren't as crazy as mine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-5838415911566501013?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/5838415911566501013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/05/mommy-less-weekend.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/5838415911566501013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/5838415911566501013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/05/mommy-less-weekend.html' title='A Mommy-less Weekend'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S-ydUdgEyoI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/q56Y-UD3kik/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-2727092391203891200</id><published>2010-05-12T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T17:49:57.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Word Wednesday: Sunset</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S-tMnRIW9JI/AAAAAAAAAVA/TcflHhq-7ow/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S-tMnRIW9JI/AAAAAAAAAVA/TcflHhq-7ow/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-2727092391203891200?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/2727092391203891200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-word-wednesday-sunset.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/2727092391203891200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/2727092391203891200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-word-wednesday-sunset.html' title='One Word Wednesday: Sunset'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S-tMnRIW9JI/AAAAAAAAAVA/TcflHhq-7ow/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-4647138460691609557</id><published>2010-05-08T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T18:00:26.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I got another Award!</title><content type='html'>Geeze, I am so lucky to have such great bloggy friends!&lt;br /&gt;My new buddies over at the &lt;a href="http://katniplounge.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katnip Lounge&lt;/a&gt; gave me the Beautiful Blogger award!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S-Xx5H1TrmI/AAAAAAAAAUI/1keg_9Ewn-c/s1600/BeautifulBloggerAward100430.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S-Xx5H1TrmI/AAAAAAAAAUI/1keg_9Ewn-c/s320/BeautifulBloggerAward100430.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are a newer blog, and are super cool cats! Can you believe they have their own catio?! That's a patio that was made specially for them! You guys should all go check them out, 12 kitties live there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the rules for this award are that I tell you 7 new things about me ( or my family) and then pass the award on to 7 of my friends! Here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Samson is part froggy. He just loves to lay with his back legs spread out behind him, in what Mommy calls the Frog position. He especially does it on the armrests of the couch. Our friend Cammy does it too, when she stayed here for a few weeks, Cammy would be on one armrest, and Sam on the other, both being froggies! Do any of you cats do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S-X1DWJMXUI/AAAAAAAAAU4/KajdYESiLkw/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S-X1DWJMXUI/AAAAAAAAAU4/KajdYESiLkw/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Frog-butt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S-X0xeXCjPI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Q6GDjntH-r8/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S-X0xeXCjPI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Q6GDjntH-r8/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Only one froggie leg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. There have been little buggies inside! Samson is the best at chasing them, and eating them too! Mommy says they are his extra protein! I like them too, and so does Lexy, but we don't seem to get them as easily as Sam does, he has super powers! But then, he is also a clutz. He was chasing an itty bitty buggy, and he jumped face first into the side of the armrest on the couch MOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S-Xzvu-_DmI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/nujQKYzCXZg/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S-Xzvu-_DmI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/nujQKYzCXZg/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Chasing a bug&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Mommy's sister has been talking to someone about Lexy! They are friends of Mommy's sister, and they had two very nice kittens, but the kittens had kidney disease, and both had to be put down. As sad as that is, they might be interested in Lexy! Yay! Then we could get updates about her if they adopted her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Samson likes to make out with Mommy's head. Mostly if Mommy hasn't showered yet that day. He will rub all over the back of Mommy's head, and will use his claws to sort of comb her hair, and he licks her hair like crazy. It is very strange, and Mommy giggles a lot when he does that, she says its very tickley. He is just giving her a new hair do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S-X0VwEevsI/AAAAAAAAAUg/TrHcGoVHxCU/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S-X0VwEevsI/AAAAAAAAAUg/TrHcGoVHxCU/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mommy's hair after Samson has made out with it. Isn't Samson's hair do nice?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Lexy loves to lay flat on her back, with all four of her feeties in the air, waving them around. I already posted a few pictures of her rug impression, but its so cute, you need to see another!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S-X0j7JdRbI/AAAAAAAAAUo/2VqRDPgdOms/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S-X0j7JdRbI/AAAAAAAAAUo/2VqRDPgdOms/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lookit that big white belly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The bunnies are very happy! Since it is springtime, all the dandelions are in bloom! Mommy goes out and picks lots of the leaves and flowers for the bunnies, and after she washes them, the bunnies get to gobble them up! They eat them so fast, you barely see them move their lips! They also like clover and violets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Someone is coming to visit tomorrow! They are coming to see the apartment. Mommy says she seems like a very nice person, and also loves animals, but wouldn't be bringing her cat with her. I hope she likes our home, and that Mommy and her get along, and we can get a new roommate! There is another girl interested in the apartment too, and she will probably come see it later in the week. She has a kitty named Max who would come with her. Either way, I hope we can find a nice new roommate for us! Mommy doesn't have much money right now, since she pays for everything herself now. I just realized I never mentioned that Chris and Baby left in the beginning of march. Maybe next blog post I will tell you all why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now you know 7 new things about us! Now we can pass it on to 7 of you! But so many people have gotten this award lately, its hard to know who has and who hasn't gotten it, so if you already have it, sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am giving it to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.freyacat.co.uk/"&gt;A Cat Called Freya&lt;/a&gt; -She is from the UK and has a little kitten brother who just got de-nutted!&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://damecamdon.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dame Camdon Evercrest&lt;/a&gt; - My buddy! Her's is a very new blog, she needs more friends!&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://butterbean-butterbean.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fat Cat Bean&lt;/a&gt; - Butter Bean the cat, lives with 8 other cats!&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://friendsfurevercatblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Friends Furever&lt;/a&gt; - 4 kitties and two little fluffy doggies! They do lots of neat things!&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;a href="http://poppyq.blogspot.com/"&gt; Poppy Q &lt;/a&gt;- Us Gray kitties gotta stick together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sadly I think most other kitties have already gotten this award, but if you haven't, consider it yours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good Mother's Day tomorrow everyone, hug your Mommies and Beans, and Food Ladies tight! Without us they would be lost for sure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-4647138460691609557?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/4647138460691609557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-got-another-award.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/4647138460691609557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/4647138460691609557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-got-another-award.html' title='I got another Award!'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S-Xx5H1TrmI/AAAAAAAAAUI/1keg_9Ewn-c/s72-c/BeautifulBloggerAward100430.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-3010517838198975834</id><published>2010-05-05T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T18:50:45.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Word Wednesday: Mirrored</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S-IgDLhaQDI/AAAAAAAAAUA/malZQUR5cnY/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-3010517838198975834?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/3010517838198975834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-word-wednesday-mirrored.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/3010517838198975834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/3010517838198975834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-word-wednesday-mirrored.html' title='One Word Wednesday: Mirrored'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S-IgDLhaQDI/AAAAAAAAAUA/malZQUR5cnY/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-3329461368959646780</id><published>2010-05-02T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T07:15:01.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy like Sunday</title><content type='html'>Today we are lazy!&lt;br /&gt;There have been Mourning Doves sitting on our balcony, and we have been watching them, and there are moths on all the window screens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S92AEGyY8DI/AAAAAAAAASE/VT-8_AKwJeA/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S92AEGyY8DI/AAAAAAAAASE/VT-8_AKwJeA/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;There was just a Mourning Dove there!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still like my sparkly green ball the best. It was in the toy basket for the last while, and I just never took it out, and Mommy hadn't picked it out to throw for me. So when I rediscovered it when Mommy threw it for me, its love all over again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S92BFBgzUaI/AAAAAAAAASs/iXHwB3Tf0a8/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S92BFBgzUaI/AAAAAAAAASs/iXHwB3Tf0a8/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Not a good picture, I was too busy playing to pose! Mommy just missed one of me throwing it up in the air like Sam does!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake Mommy up 3-4 times in the morning when I bring it up on the bed and ask her to throw it for me. I still bring the Tail toy up too, but my sparkly green ball is easier to get up there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S92A0mjTxTI/AAAAAAAAASk/5YsNWWyres4/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S92A0mjTxTI/AAAAAAAAASk/5YsNWWyres4/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am holding my sparkle ball down so it can't escape! Can you see the bunny poops behind me? The bunnies had just been out and they forget about their litter box when they have out time. What a mess!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexy is being SUPER lazy! She is practicing her impression of a rug. I think she is pretty good at it, but she isn't quite flat enough. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S92AouVcLEI/AAAAAAAAASc/l28gyZvq3M8/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S92AouVcLEI/AAAAAAAAASc/l28gyZvq3M8/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lexy: "Is this a good rug-like pose?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S92AdCGGm0I/AAAAAAAAASU/lEnZFYPIsXY/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S92AdCGGm0I/AAAAAAAAASU/lEnZFYPIsXY/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She rolls around all over the hallway carpet&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S92AQgYnJ5I/AAAAAAAAASM/oGUHMA1wBgQ/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S92AQgYnJ5I/AAAAAAAAASM/oGUHMA1wBgQ/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She sure is silly!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Samson is busy asking for belly rubs. Yesterday, Mommy was rubbing his belly and he kept FARTING! It was STINKY too, really bad! Mommy thinks it might be cause Emily was over on friday, when the big scary loud people were here, she let Sam eat a little bit of hotdog, and later on, he ate a tiny piece of brie that had fallen on the floor. Sam will eat almost anything, but he gets smelly runny poops later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S92DQksf0UI/AAAAAAAAAS0/jAdOewk8vNY/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S92DQksf0UI/AAAAAAAAAS0/jAdOewk8vNY/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sam: ``Ooooh yeah, rub ma belleh Momma!``&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S92DkEe41wI/AAAAAAAAAS8/7mRHrOe7CoY/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S92DkEe41wI/AAAAAAAAAS8/7mRHrOe7CoY/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eyes closed in ecstasy&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S92D5Z3iANI/AAAAAAAAATE/tkNwiwrblgE/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S92D5Z3iANI/AAAAAAAAATE/tkNwiwrblgE/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sam:`` Keep it comin` Momma! Ma fluffy belleh needs lots of rubs to let the farts out!``&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The reason Emily and Shawn were here on Friday, was because there were strange people coming in the apartment while Mommy was at work, and they made all sorts of loud noises and bad strange smells! Mommy says they were just resurfacing the bath tub, whatever that means. Mommy didn`t like having people in the apartment while she wasn`t there, so Emily and Shawn came and watched a movie while the people were there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; The bath tub was all peely on the bottom, but now its all smooth, and it STINKS! Mommy won`t let us in either, so Lexy is very upset that she has to drink from a bowl, and not the tap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S92EIwf3o6I/AAAAAAAAATM/OXUZ4K7NjGE/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S92EIwf3o6I/AAAAAAAAATM/OXUZ4K7NjGE/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Look at the big mess those people made!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I played a BIG trick on Emily and Shawn too! While the noisy people were here, making those nasty smells, I went and hid. Emily and Shawn had NO idea where I was, and were afraid I had somehow escaped. They looked in all the cupboards, and inside everything, and in every nook and cranny, and STILL they didn`t find me! They left for awhile, after the tub people were done and gone, and when Emily and Shawn came back, I was sitting calming waiting for them. I will never tell my hiding place! He he he.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S92IbHDKlTI/AAAAAAAAATU/WCzrkeIAIVo/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S92IbHDKlTI/AAAAAAAAATU/WCzrkeIAIVo/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It`s a good thing you can`t smell the picture! It`s gross!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a great lazy Sunday everyone! I hope its as nice as mine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-3329461368959646780?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/3329461368959646780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/05/easy-like-sunday.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/3329461368959646780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/3329461368959646780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/05/easy-like-sunday.html' title='Easy like Sunday'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S92AEGyY8DI/AAAAAAAAASE/VT-8_AKwJeA/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-4827688110223292270</id><published>2010-05-02T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T05:32:36.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Escape</title><content type='html'>One of the things both us kitties, and Mommy love about the apartment we live in, is the view. The building backs onto the river that runs through our city London, its called the Thames River. Mommy says that`s the same name as the big river in the London that is far away across a huge ocean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S91r6-TktzI/AAAAAAAAARc/-M9Qzy0_daI/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S91r6-TktzI/AAAAAAAAARc/-M9Qzy0_daI/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sam sitting at the balcony door listening to a woodpecker &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love to sit in the door way to the balcony when the screen door is open, and listen to all the birdies and buggies! It has been really warm and humid lately, so there have been lots of noisy frogs and bugs and birds around, especially at night!&lt;br /&gt;Another good spot is on top of the cat tree, where we can see the trees, and if we look down, the river. We are on the 6th floor Mommy says, so right at tree level! We also sit on top of Mommy`s tall jewelery box that is on her desk, in front of the window. From there we can see down farther.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S91sIq1fSPI/AAAAAAAAARk/Yli4Eil1d0I/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S91sIq1fSPI/AAAAAAAAARk/Yli4Eil1d0I/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;What we can see from the top of the cat tree&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well last night, the bugs were being really noisy, and there were little moths on the screen door. Sam was batting at them, and his claw got caught in the screen, so he pulled. Imagine our surprise when the screen moved too! Sam mewed to me, and I ran over to see. I poked my paw through, and it opened even wider! The best part was that MOMMY DIDN`T SEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S91sYA6-zqI/AAAAAAAAARs/meSGp5TeYlM/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S91sYA6-zqI/AAAAAAAAARs/meSGp5TeYlM/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;The pretty river and forests our apartment overlooks&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam was scared, so I poked my head through the opening, and pushed my way through until I was on the balcony! It was really dark, and there were lots of noises and bugs flying around! I hopped up on the chairs, and sniffed the leaves and stuff. By then Samson had followed me out, and we had lots of fun for a few minutes, looking all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S91sks210rI/AAAAAAAAAR0/4wK3SKcLNcg/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S91sks210rI/AAAAAAAAAR0/4wK3SKcLNcg/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is what out balcony looks like. Its actually longer than you can see with a lounge chair and table&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexy must have noticed we were missing, and saw the door open, and she was just going out when Mommy happened to notice her escaping. Mommy ran over and Lexy realized we were in big trouble, and ran inside. Sam came out from under the table, and when Mommy went towards him, he ran inside.&lt;br /&gt;I was not so easily tempted in. I was hiding under the chairs, and since it was pitch dark, Mommy couldn`t see me. She started looking under the other chairs, but I knew she wouldn't let me stay out, so I came out of hiding, and let her herd me back in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S91syzzNrEI/AAAAAAAAAR8/0s8NujRtvZI/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S91syzzNrEI/AAAAAAAAAR8/0s8NujRtvZI/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;The nice walking and biking paths behind our building. Aren`t we lucky?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy says she was just terrified we would jump up on the ledge to see, and fall all the way down to the ground, but we were just sniffing, I swear! We didn`t even think of going on the ledge... but now I wish I had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sadly, Mommy will be watching us like a hawk whenever the screen door is open, but now we know that the screen doesn`t latch! We will just have to wait until she is busy again! He he he!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do any of you kitties escape outside? Or are you allowed to go outside?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-4827688110223292270?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/4827688110223292270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/05/great-escape.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/4827688110223292270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/4827688110223292270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/05/great-escape.html' title='The Great Escape'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S91r6-TktzI/AAAAAAAAARc/-M9Qzy0_daI/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-1885171164199961434</id><published>2010-04-25T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T19:35:20.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playtime!</title><content type='html'>We had a great weekend! It had lots of friends and playing, and nip and toys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Mommy had friends over, and we all got lots of attention and playtime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, Mommy made a new friend who lives in her building. He lives just a floor up, and his name is Shawn. Emily met him first, and then introduced him to Mommy. He has a kitty named Choo choo bear, and he used to have a doggy. His doggy has a new home now though. He came over for a little while and Mommy introduced him to all of us. He played with us and petted us. It's fun to meet new friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Mommy's friend Anne came over. Mommy hasn't seen her a lot in the last year since she went away to some place called New Zealand! That is where Poppy Q lives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Anne worked at Christchurch botanical gardens, and then traveled all over New Zealand. Mommy is very jealous, especially since next September, Anne is going to Ecuador to work in the Rainforests! Anne took horticulture in college, and now she is getting to travel and see some amazing places!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S9T53388WkI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/DNqfH5OaScI/s1600/3890-004-E4910620.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S9T53388WkI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/DNqfH5OaScI/s320/3890-004-E4910620.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Anne will get to go to pretty places like this in Ecuador!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anne gave us lots of belly rubs, and thought we were very handsome, and in Lexy's case, pretty. I had met her before, but no one else had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawn came over again later and when Mommy and him were watching TV I got cuddle time and pets, and the bunnies got play time.&amp;nbsp; Bunnies were being Crazy! Mommy and Shawn were laughing at Lola, she was doing lots of binkies, and racing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S9T6P6h09lI/AAAAAAAAARE/xXxQGiDj8Oc/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S9T6P6h09lI/AAAAAAAAARE/xXxQGiDj8Oc/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sam is laughing at the bunnies too&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the bunnies were back in their pen, Sam and I were playing, and Mommy decided that we should have a catnip party! Mommy dumped out all the toys, and gave us lots of our special super strong catnip! It was lots of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S9T6dqOs1rI/AAAAAAAAARM/LdEKGQtWk2o/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S9T6dqOs1rI/AAAAAAAAARM/LdEKGQtWk2o/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;There were more toys than this too, they were everywhere!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was mostly boring. Mommy had gone to Shawn's with Emily until early this morning, so she slept a lot. But that's okay, that means we got to snuggle with her all day! And of course, we have to wake Mommy up every once in awhile to give us pets and cuddles..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;It was a good weekend, meeting new friends, playing, cat nip, and snuggles! What did you guys do this weekend? Was it quiet and relaxing, or wild and crazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S9T6sH2A4II/AAAAAAAAARU/Pv4V8TDtHY0/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S9T6sH2A4II/AAAAAAAAARU/Pv4V8TDtHY0/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Snuggles, toys, nip, and friends, is there any better way to spend a weekend?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-1885171164199961434?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/1885171164199961434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/04/playtime.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/1885171164199961434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/1885171164199961434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/04/playtime.html' title='Playtime!'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S9T53388WkI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/DNqfH5OaScI/s72-c/3890-004-E4910620.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-4531566151005700967</id><published>2010-04-23T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T22:57:01.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who came to visit?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S9J9TavBAHI/AAAAAAAAAQE/0Klhpfa9f60/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S9J9TavBAHI/AAAAAAAAAQE/0Klhpfa9f60/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is Sofi and her service dog Leila! Leila wouldn't turn around, she was busy looking at the bunnies!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy has a friend who lives in one of the buildings in our complex. Her name is Sofi, and she came over to visit on wednesday. But she didn't come alone! Sofi brought her service dog, Leila with her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S9J9ogWW04I/AAAAAAAAAQM/ewGbQZUT0Gc/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S9J9ogWW04I/AAAAAAAAAQM/ewGbQZUT0Gc/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Isn't she pretty? What a nice smile she has!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purrsonally, I like woofies. I have met a few, like when Mommy had her boobie-ectotmy and we stayed with Mommy's parents, they had a doggy and we were friends. I have met Leila before, and we got along great, and Lexy has met her too, though Lexy mostly hid. Sam had never met Leila though, so we weren't sure what he would think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S9J94SI4q-I/AAAAAAAAAQU/vz00h_Pgy7I/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S9J94SI4q-I/AAAAAAAAAQU/vz00h_Pgy7I/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Pretty Leila! She LOVES pink! She has pink bowls, pink leash, pink collar, and pink bed!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leila is a black standard poodle, though Mommy says she is quite small for a standard poodle. Leila LOVES all other people and animals, and as soon as Sofi and her came in, I rolled on my back and Leila gave me kisses. Leila is fun to play with, even though she can get a little too silly for me. Leila lives with 6 guinea pigs, 2 rats, and a kitty named Bella. There are also 2 other woofies staying in their apartment with their owners, and of course Sofi, and her partner Sam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S9J8GbL-AtI/AAAAAAAAAPk/jlMBaUbYRaM/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S9J8GbL-AtI/AAAAAAAAAPk/jlMBaUbYRaM/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Leila wants some cookie bits! We are hanging out hoping for treats!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexy hid on top of the kitchen cupboards for most of the time, but she came down later. Even Leila knew right away that Lexy was the boss, and not to bug her. Leila was cautious and walked very slowly around Lexy, while Lexy glared at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S9J8Wvm2XFI/AAAAAAAAAPs/tHqlJyyTuyE/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S9J8Wvm2XFI/AAAAAAAAAPs/tHqlJyyTuyE/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lexy is peeking from behind Sofi's power chair. She has her lasers pointed at Leila!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S9J8mXg6h5I/AAAAAAAAAP0/5OajYPxoxxE/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S9J8mXg6h5I/AAAAAAAAAP0/5OajYPxoxxE/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lasers on high! Leila is sloooooowly going past Lexy. It was a slow motion stand off!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam was asleep on Mommy's bed, and when he finally did come out, he was very unsure of the woofy in his livingroom. He was scared and hid on top of the cat tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S9J8-FJTDTI/AAAAAAAAAP8/J3o95hvAGxc/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S9J8-FJTDTI/AAAAAAAAAP8/J3o95hvAGxc/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Samson is watching Leila from his safe spot&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and Sofi ended up seeing a show on tv all about matching service dogs with their owners, and they talked about how Sofi knew right away that Leila was the dog for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S9J-Xoy6TnI/AAAAAAAAAQk/qWRJc_8TpoU/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S9J-Xoy6TnI/AAAAAAAAAQk/qWRJc_8TpoU/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Leila wants to sit where Lexy is, but was afraid to try and get Lexy to move MOL&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leila mostly looked all around the apartment, and sat near the couch. But Leila was REALLY interested in the bunnies! She has never met bunnies before, and she wanted to go in their pen and see them. The bunnies didn't think that was a good idea though, and Lola was VERY stompy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S9J-mMeBOQI/AAAAAAAAAQs/y46POLqEIV4/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S9J-mMeBOQI/AAAAAAAAAQs/y46POLqEIV4/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Leila and I are playing!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S9J-1i2X4vI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/cdBcH1g0azU/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S9J-1i2X4vI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/cdBcH1g0azU/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sorry its blurry, we were moving a lot!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy is sad that she missed taking a picture of Leila and I sharing kisses. Luckily she got lots of other pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do any of you kitties like woofies? Do you live with any?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-4531566151005700967?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/4531566151005700967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/04/guess-who-came-to-visit.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/4531566151005700967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/4531566151005700967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/04/guess-who-came-to-visit.html' title='Guess who came to visit?'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S9J9TavBAHI/AAAAAAAAAQE/0Klhpfa9f60/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-8841354502168823357</id><published>2010-04-16T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T22:22:11.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Videos</title><content type='html'>Mommy's new camera has a video function. She took some videos of us. They are very short though, since Mommy doesn't have a memory card for it yet so there isn't much room in there. Also the camera was making funny noises during the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" height="361" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid336.photobucket.com/albums/n339/allysonmagrath/Sinktime.flv" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is us all having sink time! We like to hang out in the bathroom. Lexy is begging Mommy to turn on the tap. The bathroom is fun. We can play in the drips, and wrestle in the tub, and play hide and seek in the curtains, and I like to "dig" on the mirror and in the sink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" height="361" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid336.photobucket.com/albums/n339/allysonmagrath/Montyandsink.flv" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all get drips on our heads, and at night Mommy will pet us and say "Oh Yuck! You guys are all wet!"&lt;br /&gt;It's fun to make her say that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next video is of the fun mess the bunnies made! They have been working very hard at ripping the pages out of the second phone book they got. This time instead of making a big nest in the crate, they decided to cover the whole floor of their pen with pages! They did a pretty good job of it I think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" height="361" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid336.photobucket.com/albums/n339/allysonmagrath/MessyBuns.flv" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this last video is introducing the 4 final members of my family. I don't mention them much on here, but they sure are fun to watch! These four rats are all sisters. They are super friendly, and don't bite at all, even if I stick my paws at them, or get real close to them when they have their playtime on Mommy's bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" height="361" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid336.photobucket.com/albums/n339/allysonmagrath/Meettherats.flv" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The white rat is named Luna, and her name means Moon. The brown rat is Dhara (say it like dara) and her name means Earth. There is one that is pale orange, but you can't see that very much on the video, and her name is Sola, which means Sun, and the last ratty looks almost the same as Sola, but she is beige, and her name is Asta, which means Star. They are a little over a year old, and Mommy got them from her friend Lindy who has a rat rescue in London, where I live. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch them like they are my own Tv. This morning I was stretching against their cage, but my soft paws are almost ready to come off, and they got stuck on the mesh that is on the cage and I had to cry to Mommy and wake her up so she could come save me. There is mesh on the front of teh cage because Dhara and Asta are sneaky and skinny and found out they can escape from the cage if they squeeze between the bars at the edges. The mesh keeps them in... unless they decide to escape from the bars at the back that aren't meshed haha. I like when they escape, even though they just hang out under their cage and sneak treats, or go over to Mommy's bed and climb up to get attention. The don't do it very much at all anymore though, they mostly escaped when they were really little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope you liked our videos, and meeting the rats! I am sure I will have lots more pictures and videos to come now that Mommy has a camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend efurryone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-8841354502168823357?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/8841354502168823357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-videos.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/8841354502168823357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/8841354502168823357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-videos.html' title='New Videos'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-7965425248109213117</id><published>2010-04-13T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T21:55:36.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Treats on Tuesday!</title><content type='html'>Mommy got us some special treat foods!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a pouch full of yummy Wellness wet food! She got us three kinds, and we already ate two tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S8VF8s-zlUI/AAAAAAAAAO8/xFeNDLHkZgY/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S8VF8s-zlUI/AAAAAAAAAO8/xFeNDLHkZgY/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;One is Salmon &amp;amp; Chicken, and one is Tuna (We had already eaten the Salmon and Tuna)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mommy had to guard us while we ate, because Samson is a PIGGY and kept stealing out portions! Mommy let Lexy eat first, then I got my turn, and Sam had to wait the longest! He was BAD though and kept stealing a taste no matter now many times Mommy moved him away and told him "NO!".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S8VGh8VF_bI/AAAAAAAAAPM/KVyqvl1VtFU/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S8VGh8VF_bI/AAAAAAAAAPM/KVyqvl1VtFU/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My turn! Look at Samson eyeing the bowl.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was soooooo yummy! I wanted more, but I was a good boy and waited for my turn and let the other kitties have theirs. Mommy told me that Emily got some for her kitties as well, so Cammy and Molson and Shinobi will get yummy treats too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S8VGTpi4yxI/AAAAAAAAAPE/FjTx-WPOJqI/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S8VGTpi4yxI/AAAAAAAAAPE/FjTx-WPOJqI/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Look at Sam pigging out!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What at nice late night snack! We are lucky kitties! Have any of you other kitties tried these pouches? WHat were your favorite flavours? We like Tuna and Chicken and Salmon flavours the best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S8VGyVkMzxI/AAAAAAAAAPU/ZbCDF4MMAvs/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S8VGyVkMzxI/AAAAAAAAAPU/ZbCDF4MMAvs/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lexy has just finished her portions and was licking her paws right before this picture.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As a bonus, Mommy forgot she had a picture of Lexy in her cage at the Adopt-a-thon. You can tell she is scared and NOT very happy! The cage was actually much bigger than the picture shows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S8VKheyzFzI/AAAAAAAAAPc/oHphnFFbf40/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S8VKheyzFzI/AAAAAAAAAPc/oHphnFFbf40/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Tuesday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-7965425248109213117?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/7965425248109213117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/04/treats-on-tuesday.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/7965425248109213117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/7965425248109213117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/04/treats-on-tuesday.html' title='Treats on Tuesday!'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S8VF8s-zlUI/AAAAAAAAAO8/xFeNDLHkZgY/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-8780600858352735104</id><published>2010-04-12T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T07:22:09.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG cats!</title><content type='html'>Last night, Mommy and I were reading stuff on the Animal Planet website, and we found a link from a neat place called &lt;a href="http://www.bigcatrescue.org/index.php"&gt;Big Cat Rescue&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed up really late looking at all the cats there, and watching the videos. And when they say Big Cat Rescue, they mean BIG cats! Lions and Tigers and Bobcats, Oh My!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S8MrWgCH_TI/AAAAAAAAAOk/seg2NA0lxBw/s1600/african-lion-closeup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S8MrWgCH_TI/AAAAAAAAAOk/seg2NA0lxBw/s320/african-lion-closeup.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He would probably eat me! Yikes!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the cats they have are rescued, and almost all the bobcats were rescued from really BAD places called fur farms. How could anyone put those gorgeous big kitties in tiny cages, and hurt them and then wear their furs!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy said that there are lots of horrible places like that, and its not just big cats, they do it to all different kinds of animals. It just makes me sick to think of someone wearing an animals furs! Though, I guess my Mommy wears a lot of animal furs, all over her clothes! But that's cause we shed all over her, and not cause she buys cruel real fur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S8Mr50sOuXI/AAAAAAAAAO0/mIsR_Ze6Z7U/s1600/antifur.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="306" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S8Mr50sOuXI/AAAAAAAAAO0/mIsR_Ze6Z7U/s400/antifur.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;If you want to wear fur, just let an animal shed all over you!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mommy would never do that, and I hope your Mommies know about how BAD the fur and leather trade is! I even heard that when humans buy fur that says it is raccoon or rabbit fur, sometimes it is really DOG or CAT fur! Especially if it is made somewhere in Asia, mostly from China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S8MrY5CYtoI/AAAAAAAAAOs/pBlF6ADClyU/s1600/bobcat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S8MrY5CYtoI/AAAAAAAAAOs/pBlF6ADClyU/s320/bobcat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;People say Samson looks like a fluffy bobcat!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we were watching some of the great videos on the Big Cat Rescue website, and there were a bunch of videos about a baby Bobcat named Hope, who was orphaned. She ended up getting raised by a kitty who is like me, and that kitty momma looked just like Lexy! A little skinnier...okay, a LOT skinnier. Baby hope grew up with that kitty momma, and the momma's two kittens, and eventually got released! How great is that!? It's nice to know that catkind is helping out our wild cousins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should all go and find out about our wild cousins, and if you have a little money saved up for new mousies, maybe think of donating it to Big Cat Rescue. They do wonderful things for the big kitties, I know if us little kitties were allowed to go on a tour there, and Mommy would take me to Florida, I would love to go see them for myself! Anyone near Florida want me to come visit and go for a roadtrip?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-8780600858352735104?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/8780600858352735104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/04/big-cats.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/8780600858352735104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/8780600858352735104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/04/big-cats.html' title='BIG cats!'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S8MrWgCH_TI/AAAAAAAAAOk/seg2NA0lxBw/s72-c/african-lion-closeup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-4963200183196503294</id><published>2010-04-11T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T22:30:10.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bunnies are Weird</title><content type='html'>Do any of you other bloggy kitties have bunnies that live with you?&lt;br /&gt;The girl bunny here, Lola, is very very weird. I just don't understand her sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, she wouldn't stop stomping! Every 5 seconds she would go STOMP! And when bunnies stomp, its loud! Mommy says that Lola is a very noisy bunny, and that she usually gets stompy when she is grumpy, or frustrated, or when she wants something. Mommy gave Lola treats, and her evening veggies, but even while Lola was eating, she was still stomping! It sure is funny to watch a bunny try to chew and stomp at the same time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy thinks Lola wanted to come out to play again, but it is too late for bunny playtime. And its not like Lola didn't have lots to do in their pen! The other day Emily brought over a new phone book for them to rip up, and both Benny and Lola have gone nuts tearing it up and making a new nest with the pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom says Lola might just be extra bored right now because it is Spring time, and she is in a nesting mood, and wants to have babies even though she can't anymore. I don't know though, cause Lola is like that almost all the time! She loves to bang things, and stomp, and grunt, and beat up her litter box, and dig, and make messes and noise. I think she is just making double the noise because Benny is such a quiet bunny, so she is making up for him being neat and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think? Is she just a silly messy, noisy girl? Or is it Spring fever?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-4963200183196503294?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/4963200183196503294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/04/bunnies-are-weird.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/4963200183196503294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/4963200183196503294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/04/bunnies-are-weird.html' title='Bunnies are Weird'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-1724395512003967191</id><published>2010-04-10T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T20:34:19.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Laptop Cord!</title><content type='html'>Mommy has internet again! Her Dad went to a computer guy he knows and got her a new power cord for much much cheaper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very happy since I can visit all my friends bloggies again! Including a very new bloggy that my good friend &lt;a href="http://damecamdon.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cammy&lt;/a&gt; started! Make sure to visit it and say hello! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S8FA2_P-TZI/AAAAAAAAAOM/JSVhyDdMhcY/s1600/Cammy+in+box.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S8FA2_P-TZI/AAAAAAAAAOM/JSVhyDdMhcY/s320/Cammy+in+box.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember Cammy? She is the cute half Maine Coon that stayed with us for awhile last month when her Mum Emily went to Vancouver. She came over the other night to play, but she was in a crummy mood and hissed and growled at us at first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was smart though, and wanted to sleep over, so when her Mum was about to go home, she jumped up high to the top of the fridge and cupboards so no one could get her down. And even when her Mum finally DID get her down, she whined and cried, so her Mum and my Mommy said if she wanted to sleepover that bad, she could! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All night we played THoE, and Cammy really likes to chase us around. She can get a little whappy though, and she doesn't have soft paws on, so it can hurt! It was still fun though. After that we all went and snuggled on Mommy's bed, and woke Mommy up so she would pet us all. I wish Mommy had 2 extra hands for petting. Then I wouldn't have to wait my turn for pets and scritches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S8FBhT6gZ7I/AAAAAAAAAOU/oRkpOEweEA4/s1600/four+arms.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S8FBhT6gZ7I/AAAAAAAAAOU/oRkpOEweEA4/s320/four+arms.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I bet this lady can pet a lot of cats at once!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Cammy was being silly when Mommy gave us all some of the good catnip. She was rolling in it and growling at us whenever we wanted to get some of it! Luckily Mommy always spreads it around so we all get some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S8FC6_v_tEI/AAAAAAAAAOc/2Oyu4Z0iCEo/s1600/catnip-foliage.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S8FC6_v_tEI/AAAAAAAAAOc/2Oyu4Z0iCEo/s320/catnip-foliage.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yum! Mommy promised to grow me some this summer!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catnip makes me feel funny, and my eyes go all big and I like to wrestle and be silly with Sam, and it makes me like to go singing! My favorite place to sing is in the bathtub, it echoes a lot in there! Plus its fun to jump out at people from behind the shower curtain! It sure scares Mommy when I do it in the middle of the night when she has to pee! She screams real loud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways after Mommy left for work, we had lots of naps and playtime with our toys, but Cammy started getting grumpier. She didn`t like our food, and she was hungry. Mommy had to work late that night, so when she got home, Cammy was REALLY hungry and REALLY grumpy! Cammy`s Mum came over to get her though, and she was being real grumpy to her Mum, and saying BAD words! I would never say those things to my Mum! I want to know where she learned some of those words, cause I never heard some of them before! Mommy says that when Cammy got home she ate a whole lot of food, and then she was happy again. We will just always remember that if Cammy wants to sleepover, she needs some of her own food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all have a happy weekend, and don`t forget to check out Cammy`s Bloggy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-1724395512003967191?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/1724395512003967191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-laptop-cord.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/1724395512003967191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/1724395512003967191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-laptop-cord.html' title='New Laptop Cord!'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S8FA2_P-TZI/AAAAAAAAAOM/JSVhyDdMhcY/s72-c/Cammy+in+box.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-1357364566246855382</id><published>2010-04-05T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T18:13:20.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's Baaaaaaaaaaaack</title><content type='html'>Sorry Mommy didn't update you all sooner! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (*cough* SAM *cough*) chewed up the power cord to Mommy's laptop, and it sizzled and smelled bad and now Mommy's laptop ate up all its power. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S7qJRVW_68I/AAAAAAAAANk/0ZUcMlyxciQ/s1600/P3300298.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S7qJRVW_68I/AAAAAAAAANk/0ZUcMlyxciQ/s320/P3300298.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He may LOOK innocent, but he sure isn't!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had to tell Mommy EXACTLY what to write, and she will update the bloggy for me when she goes to her parents house today. Mommy says a new laptop cord is expensive, and since she didn't work much this month, she either has to wait a few weeks to get it, or borrow monies from her parents. I hope she borrows, cause I haven't been able to read my friends blogs in DAYS! And I can't wait a few more weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I really hope all you kitties and doggies and people and other critters out there had a good Easter! I checked under Benny and Lola's butts, but they didn't lay me any treats or eggs, just more poop pellets, and no one wants those! We all got treats though, and cuddles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by everyone....I mean Lexy too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S7qJbD1C_bI/AAAAAAAAANs/MP_YQ_SXm9o/s1600/P3300299.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S7qJbD1C_bI/AAAAAAAAANs/MP_YQ_SXm9o/s320/P3300299.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her tail looks very pretty curled up like that!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexy went to the Adopt-a-thon on Saturday, at 9:30am, and stayed there all day. When Mommy came home from taking Lexy (They had enough volunteers) we were very confused. We looked all over but couldn't find her, and we were SURE she had left with Mommy earlier, but she didn't come back!&lt;br /&gt;We wasted the day cuddling Mommy, cause we could tell she was sad, and we waited by the phone for the call that would tell us Lexy got a home. But it didn't come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the rescues that were at the Adopt-a-thon had very few adoptions that day. Mommy says it was just bad luck, it was the Easter weekend and lots of people went away, and it was REALLY nice outside so everyone was outside doing things. So only two kitties from Animal Love Foundation (Where we all come from) got adopted that day. And Lexy wasn't one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at four o'clock, Mommy got a ride and picked up Lexy and brought her home. Lexy was very scared, and was squeaking to tell Mommy how happy she was to see Mommy and not be in the scary huge room full of people again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S7qJqOJvFcI/AAAAAAAAAN8/sE4-RMG_blY/s1600/P4020306.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S7qJqOJvFcI/AAAAAAAAAN8/sE4-RMG_blY/s320/P4020306.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We liked to perch here on top of Mommy's jewlery box&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cages the cats were in were mesh, so the cats could see each other, and when Lexy tried to go pee, the other cats growled and hissed at her. There were lots of wonderful kitties, like two older Maine Coon siblings, and two young bengal-looking mixes, and another cat named Samson! He didn't look like our Samson though, he was fluffy and white, with light gray spots and a pure gray fluffy tail. Lexy says he was very handsome but she couldn't see him very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One nice lady was interested in Lexy, but she never came back. That's okay though, because Mommy says Lexy is welcome here until she finds a home, no matter how long it takes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexy had to take a little bath after she got home, in case any of those other kitties had a flea or mites, and Lexy REALLY didn't like that, but she is still happy to be back home with Mommy, even if it isn't forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Mommy's sister is home for a few days, so Mommy finally got her camera! Yay! Only problem... it has no memory card, so she could only take 3 pictures at a time, and of course now she can't upload onto her laptop because of naughty Samson. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S7qJijFFa_I/AAAAAAAAAN0/JG55cxm5e4M/s1600/P3300303.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S7qJijFFa_I/AAAAAAAAAN0/JG55cxm5e4M/s320/P3300303.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's all his fault!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all had a mini photoshoot before the Adopt-a-thon with a camera Mommy borrowed. Do you like our new pictures? Here is one of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S7qJx66IYnI/AAAAAAAAAOE/T97lYrkE2tY/s1600/P4020307.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S7qJx66IYnI/AAAAAAAAAOE/T97lYrkE2tY/s320/P4020307.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can you see my lasers are on?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-1357364566246855382?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/1357364566246855382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/04/shes-baaaaaaaaaaaack.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/1357364566246855382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/1357364566246855382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/04/shes-baaaaaaaaaaaack.html' title='She&apos;s Baaaaaaaaaaaack'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S7qJRVW_68I/AAAAAAAAANk/0ZUcMlyxciQ/s72-c/P3300298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-5657083322597131022</id><published>2010-04-01T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T21:26:25.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lexy is Leaving</title><content type='html'>Mommy has been sick lately, so she hasn't let me blog. I have read all my friend's blogs, but I haven't written any for mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy has something wrong in her inner ear. She says it makes her feel really dizzy and sick. So staring at the computer for more than 10 minutes makes her feel really yucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some things that have been going on lately:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lola the silly bunny stole red licorice out of Mommy's purse! She ran around with it and wouldn't let Mommy get it from her. She ate almost a 3rd of it before Mommy could get it! It sure was funny to watch!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;One of Mommy's ratties got a big abscess on her back. It was really gross, but now its all healed. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mommy had lots of time off work, but she ended up being so dizzy during it that we didn't get to do many fun things with her. We got lots of cuddle time though!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The weather has been FANTASTIC! We just LOVE having the windows and screen door open so we can smell the spring air! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S7Vw9MMl8dI/AAAAAAAAANU/lmwqPIlYrvk/s1600/Lady+Lexy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S7Vw9MMl8dI/AAAAAAAAANU/lmwqPIlYrvk/s320/Lady+Lexy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the sad news. These are Lexy's very last days here. On Saturday, April 3rd, Lexy is going to the big adopt-a-thon. Last year, all but one cat that they brought was adopted, so this is Lexy's big chance!&lt;br /&gt;Mommy is going to give her a b-a-t-h tomorrow, so make her look her best, and clip her nails and brush all the loose fur out of her. Mommy is very sad to see Lexy go, since she has been here for almost a year. Lexy has been getting lots of special cuddles and lovin's and of course, getting brushed! I don't mind being brushed, but Lexy LOVES it! Mommy will miss hearing Lexy squeak, and getting poked for attention, and having Lexy beg Mommy to turn on the sink tap for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S7VxEJ6RwOI/AAAAAAAAANc/Dbemw2tNrck/s1600/Lexy4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S7VxEJ6RwOI/AAAAAAAAANc/Dbemw2tNrck/s320/Lexy4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lexy waves goodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, send lots of purrayers and think good thoughts about Lexy getting the best home she can! Of course, if she doesn't get a home, she will come back here, but she has been waiting for a furrever home for a LONG time, and we are all hoping that Saturday is going to be her day! Paws crossed it will be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam and I and of course Mommy will miss you very very very much Lexy! Good luck in finding your perfect furrever home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-5657083322597131022?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/5657083322597131022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/04/lexy-is-leaving.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/5657083322597131022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/5657083322597131022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/04/lexy-is-leaving.html' title='Lexy is Leaving'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S7Vw9MMl8dI/AAAAAAAAANU/lmwqPIlYrvk/s72-c/Lady+Lexy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-5417552295614824280</id><published>2010-03-17T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T22:11:53.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy St Pawtricks Day!</title><content type='html'>Today is St Patrick's Day. Mommy made sure to wear green for it! I like green, since my eyes are green!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S6G1dkyX-tI/AAAAAAAAANE/xnkRPPFvnsY/s1600-h/st+paddys+cat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S6G1dkyX-tI/AAAAAAAAANE/xnkRPPFvnsY/s320/st+paddys+cat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mommy says that St Patrick drove the snakes out of Ireland. I think that makes him a pretty cool guy, cause snakes can be bad! St Patrick must have been very brave to chase all those snakes! I would only chase a snake if it was a really little one. So I think St Patrick should be an honorary cat, for being so brave and getting rid of those snakes! My Mommy's great great great great...well, a LOT of great's - grandparents were from Ireland and Scotland, so I am glad the snakes were gone, so they wouldn't hurt Mommy's ancestors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I pretend that my Tail toy is a snake. I wrestle it like it is a mighty anaconda! I always win! I conquer it with my fangs of doom, and my bunny kicks of death!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S6G2ArXcruI/AAAAAAAAANM/XwqijCZX3qE/s1600-h/Rawwwr.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S6G2ArXcruI/AAAAAAAAANM/XwqijCZX3qE/s320/Rawwwr.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, our soft paws finally came in the mail! Mommy put them on last night. The blue looks very handsome with my gray furs, and looks nice with Sam's gold and black furs! I was okay when Mommy put them on my right paw, and then we took a break and I got some treats while Mommy did Sam's first paw. But when Mommy did my left paw I was very squirmy and was happy when it was done. I hardly notice them though, and I like that Sam can't scratch me anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope you all had a good St PAW-tricks day! Eat your Greenies, and catnip to celebrate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-5417552295614824280?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/5417552295614824280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-st-pawtricks-day.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/5417552295614824280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/5417552295614824280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-st-pawtricks-day.html' title='Happy St Pawtricks Day!'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S6G1dkyX-tI/AAAAAAAAANE/xnkRPPFvnsY/s72-c/st+paddys+cat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-8248653795511896143</id><published>2010-03-13T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T19:01:01.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghosts!</title><content type='html'>Today there are GHOSTS!&lt;br /&gt;I can`t see them, but I sure can hear them! They are howling, and shaking the windows and doors, and moving the trees, and making strange noises!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy says its just the wind, and that because we are six floors up, and there are no buildings or tall things to block the wind on our side of the building, the wind is noisier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S5xRGU29qkI/AAAAAAAAAM0/hfN34BIkZW4/s1600-h/IMG000049.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S5xRGU29qkI/AAAAAAAAAM0/hfN34BIkZW4/s320/IMG000049.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;We are hiding from the ghosts!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know she just says that to make us feel better though. Its obviously ghosts! They are even moving the balcony chairs and things around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can`t seem to get in here, but just in case, we are staying close to Mommy! She will protect us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S5xRTHrcDzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/0tbAiEmvAD0/s1600-h/IMG000043.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S5xRTHrcDzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/0tbAiEmvAD0/s320/IMG000043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mommy keeps me safe!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-8248653795511896143?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/8248653795511896143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/03/ghosts.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/8248653795511896143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/8248653795511896143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/03/ghosts.html' title='Ghosts!'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S5xRGU29qkI/AAAAAAAAAM0/hfN34BIkZW4/s72-c/IMG000049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-6477011748843625252</id><published>2010-03-13T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T13:12:43.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing testing 1,2,3</title><content type='html'>We FINALLY got a short video of Samson playing with a toy mousie to upload to photobucket. Hopefully it will work!&lt;br /&gt;The video is pretty dark since it was taken on Mommy's webcam, but its cute none the less &lt;br /&gt;If you have trouble viewing it, let us know in the comments! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" height="361" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid336.photobucket.com/albums/n339/allysonmagrath/MOV000006.flv" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-6477011748843625252?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/6477011748843625252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/03/testing-testing-123.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/6477011748843625252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/6477011748843625252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/03/testing-testing-123.html' title='Testing testing 1,2,3'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-8873892391063976397</id><published>2010-03-11T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T23:15:42.012-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy Won a Camera!</title><content type='html'>So Mommy got the video function on her webcam to work! Tonight she took some cute ones of us! Sadly, they will not upload since they seem to be too long. Now that she knows she can take them though, she can make sure to keep them shorter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon Mommy says she will have her own digital camera, because she won one in an auction last night!&lt;br /&gt;Mommy's sister, the one we met before who cut Mommy's hair, just finished a BIG fundraiser to help people who are blind in Tibet! They were fund raising for &lt;a href="https://app.etapestry.com/fundraiser/PlaneterraFoundation/LoveInAction/aboutEvent.do"&gt;Love In Action&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had lots of events, like a blind walk, a vegan bake sale, an online auction, and club nights! The team that Mommy's sister is in is called the Lima Beans, and today was the end of all their events, and they made 137% of their goal! Mommy says that is very good, and that they made $2058.50! That could buy a LOT of blinds for the people in Tibet! It must be really bright there if they need blinds so badly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S5nUjC4me1I/AAAAAAAAAMM/Imiai6z9Guw/s1600-h/Belly+rubs+for+Sam%21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S5nUjC4me1I/AAAAAAAAAMM/Imiai6z9Guw/s320/Belly+rubs+for+Sam%21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is how Sam lays on the couch when he wants belly rubs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy's father is a woodturner, and makes really pretty wooden bowls and other things, and he donated one to the auction, and Mommy's uncle donated one of his gorgeous paintings! Mommy was VERY happy to win the camera she bid on, and she also won a tattoo, and a piercing! Mommy says she will get a RING put in her NOSE! How crazy is THAT!? She is also getting a tattoo that she designed, that represents the four elements, among other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S5npvQkHMeI/AAAAAAAAAMc/vQT-bBgfddY/s1600-h/auction+Camera.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S5npvQkHMeI/AAAAAAAAAMc/vQT-bBgfddY/s320/auction+Camera.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Camera Mommy Won! Its a Kodak EasyShare M340 Digital Camera&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It has 10mp / 3x optical zoom / 2.7" LCD&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Mommy will have to go to Toronto to get it, but she is excited! I think she should get a HUGE tattoo of ME! Wouldn't that be the best? She could even get it on her face so that everyone would see how handsome I am wherever she goes! Do any of your humans have tattoos or piercings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two more posts coming VERY soon, so stay tuned! One is about what happened to Baby and her human, and the other is a tribute to MY girlfriend, Cammy! Sam thinks she is HIS girlfriend, but he is wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you later! Don't forget to knock things off all&amp;nbsp; your Mommy and Daddy's tables, it keeps them on their toes, and they need that excitement in their life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-8873892391063976397?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/8873892391063976397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/03/mommy-won-camera.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/8873892391063976397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/8873892391063976397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/03/mommy-won-camera.html' title='Mommy Won a Camera!'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S5nUjC4me1I/AAAAAAAAAMM/Imiai6z9Guw/s72-c/Belly+rubs+for+Sam%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-272515191281433506</id><published>2010-03-05T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T19:58:53.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awards</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Guess what!? I got TWO awards! One is from &lt;a href="http://crewsviews.blogspot.com/"&gt;Crews' Views&lt;/a&gt;, from George, Tipper, Max, and Misty! Thank you SO much! It's the Sunshine Award!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S5HM6SR1-mI/AAAAAAAAAL8/gLNFM56eIRs/s1600-h/sunshineaward.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S5HM6SR1-mI/AAAAAAAAAL8/gLNFM56eIRs/s320/sunshineaward.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;The Rules for this award are:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;To accept this awa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;rd you must pass it on to 12 other recipients and post their blog links along with the award and of course send a comment to them telling them how they have brought &lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-weight: bold;"&gt; SUNSHINE&lt;/span&gt; to you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;12 is a lot! But I think I will give this award to some of&amp;nbsp; my favorite blogs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.catofninetales.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Cat of nine tales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisythecurlycat.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Daisy the Curly Cat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://karenjoscats.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Herman's Hideaway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://meezertails.blogspot.com/"&gt;Meezer Tails&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://poppyq.blogspot.com/"&gt;Poppy Q&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.island-cats.com/"&gt;The Island Cats&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://psychokitty.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Psychokitty Speaks Out&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ozark-mountain-cats.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ozark Mountain Cats&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lisa63artist.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lisa Lisa and the Cat Jam&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freyacat.co.uk/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;A Cat Called Freya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jcfloresinc.blogspot.com/"&gt;Life From a Cat's Perspective&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thefurrybambinos.com/"&gt;The Furry Bambinos&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Enjoy your award guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;My second award came from &lt;a href="http://nollsnip.blogspot.com/"&gt;Noll's Nip&lt;/a&gt;! Thank you very much Noll!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;He gave me the "Hello My Name Is" Award!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S5HNvNv6ghI/AAAAAAAAAME/hZfgg09oxjQ/s1600-h/hi-my-name-is.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S5HNvNv6ghI/AAAAAAAAAME/hZfgg09oxjQ/s320/hi-my-name-is.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;This new award was created by &lt;a href="http://rumble-bum.blogspot.com/"&gt;Inigo of Rumblebum&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;It is called the "Hi My Name Is" award. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here are the rules:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt; This award must be given to two blogs that you have not visited before. Once you've found two new blogs, you need to post in their comments:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt; &lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt; (1) a big hello and something that you like about their blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt; &lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt; (2) that they've won this award from your blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt; &lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt; (3) a link back to your blog so they can collect the award and pass it along to two bloggers, who will then pass it along to two bloggers, etc, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;It's a great idea, and we can all meet new kitties, and people, and goggies, and all other types of blogging creatures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;I decided to NOM-inate (hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fourfurrycats.blogspot.com/"&gt;And Then There Were Four....Eh! Plus Two&lt;/a&gt;: Six very different kitties named Dolce, Magoo, Smudge, Bella, Baci,and Chloe. Their blog has lots of great stories, cute pictures, and other interesting things! I am sure I will be looking at their blog a lot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://curlythecat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Curly's Blog&lt;/a&gt;: Curly has a kinky curly tail, and has lots to say! He recently lost a big brother,so I am sure that getting some new friends would help him feel better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Well thanks for the awards everyone! THey mean a lot! I really enjoy reading everyone's blogs and hearing from you in the comments! I have more to post about this weekend, like how Mommy and all us kitties had a catnip party this morning at 4:30am, and why Mommy's roommate is moving out on the 15th, and why Baby may stay with us until we find her a wonderful new home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Until then, have a good weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-272515191281433506?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/272515191281433506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/03/awards.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/272515191281433506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/272515191281433506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/03/awards.html' title='Awards'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S5HM6SR1-mI/AAAAAAAAAL8/gLNFM56eIRs/s72-c/sunshineaward.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-205426016509075512</id><published>2010-03-02T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T22:26:17.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Gotcha Day!</title><content type='html'>Hello efurryone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a day late, since we were having SOO much fun, but March 1st was my very first Gotcha day!&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that it has already been one whole year since Mommy got me! Mommy noticed that the cat blogosphere accidentally called me Victor, but that's okay! The well wishes were great just the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been one very interesting year indeed! I met lots of foster kitties: Moxy, Lexy, Lucy, and then Samson came, but of course, he stayed! And Lexy is still here too! Otherwise, all the foster kitties got wonderful homes, now we are just waiting for Lexy to find hers! And she probably will on April 3rd, when there is an adopt-a-thon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I went with Mommy to her parents house for 10 days, and got to live with a fun doggy when Mommy had her operation, and I made it through a VERY hot summer with no air conditioning!&lt;br /&gt;In the fall, I got to see my old friend Hobbes again for a few weeks, and then I got to welcome Samson into our lives, and convinced Mommy to let him stay! So I got a new brother who I love, and lived through Mommy's old roommate apparently going crazy, and through this new roommate who is actually leaving on the 15th (more on that in another post). What a year! Oh! And I started this blog of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for my Gotcha day, I started it off at midnight, when Mommy went and found me where I was napping, and picked me up and danced around with me and told me it was now officially my Gotcha day! I was so happy! I cuddled with Mommy all night, well, except for a few potty breaks, and a break to play THoE with all the other kitties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Mommy woke up, she had set her alarm early so that we could have extra cuddle time, since right when she wakes up is my very favorite time to snuggle. Cammy loves that time for cuddles too, and so does Sam, so we all got lots of love, but especially me! Mommy had to go to work sadly, and on Mondays she works until 9pm, so there was a loooong day of playing, napping in the sunshine, and of course, many many games of THoE! It is one of our very favorite games, and now its even more fun with all five of us!&lt;br /&gt;I really like Cammy, she is so much fun! She is young like Samson, they are about the same age, and are very similar! Even their names rhyme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Mommy FINALLY got home from work, and gave us some cat nips, and brushed us, and played laser dot, and threw toys for us to chase. She also fished a bunch of toys out from under the couch, so new things to play with! We got yummy treaties too! Then at night, we all went to bed, and cuddled together. It was a nice end to a nice day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy wasn't able to get to the petstore to get me a present, but I DID just get the Fling-ama-string just a few weeks ago. Even though SAM broked it! He pulled half the string off! And we already went through two sets of batteries on it too hehe. I think Mommy got tired of us begging her to turn it on a 3am, and banging on it to try and make it go, so she hid it until she can fix it again, which she says will probably be tomorrow night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was my Gotcha day, and even though I didn't get to spend all day with her on it, I still had a lot of fun, and I am really enjoying playing with Cammy. I don't want her to leave! We will have to have more sleepovers in the future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And I GOT AN AWARD! I will post it in my next post, but it was a WONDERFUL Gotcha Day present! Thanks so much&amp;nbsp; Crews' Max, Misty, Tipper and George!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry there are still no new pictures, Mommy tried to use her mother's camera, but it wasn't working right. Hopefully soon Mommy will get her OWN cheap one! Now I gotta run and catch up to Cammy! Seeya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-205426016509075512?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/205426016509075512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-gotcha-day.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/205426016509075512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/205426016509075512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-gotcha-day.html' title='My Gotcha Day!'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-6400396751620454901</id><published>2010-02-26T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T23:21:20.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visitor!</title><content type='html'>There is a new kitty here! Her name is Cammy, and she is here until March 10th since her Momma, Emily is going on vacation to Vancouver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S4jBJdd9N2I/AAAAAAAAAKs/jS-rP7xpHzU/s1600-h/biggirlcammy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S4jBJdd9N2I/AAAAAAAAAKs/jS-rP7xpHzU/s320/biggirlcammy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't she pretty?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;She is a maine coon mix, but she is still pretty young, so she isn't huge yet. Her and Samson are about the same age, though Cammy is a little younger. Mommy says that her and Samson should get married since they are both so cute! But don't worry, Sam is neutered of course, and there wouldn't be any babies. But if there were, they would e SUPER cute and VERY fluffy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S4jBLbKkHqI/AAAAAAAAAK0/pvC-ejBHgiM/s1600-h/babycammy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S4jBLbKkHqI/AAAAAAAAAK0/pvC-ejBHgiM/s320/babycammy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Cammy as a kitten&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cammy lives in Emily's apartment, and their building is almost right beside ours, so we see Emily lots! Sam has even been over to visit them! Cammy lives with two other Maine Coons. One is named Molson, and even though he isn't related to her, he is like her Daddy. Mommy says that Cammy used to try to nurse from Molson when she was little, and even now they are very very close.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S4jBNEnhnZI/AAAAAAAAAK8/zhwYyDX7vlc/s1600-h/babycammywithMolson.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S4jBNEnhnZI/AAAAAAAAAK8/zhwYyDX7vlc/s320/babycammywithMolson.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There is baby Cammy with her "Daddy" Molson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Now, I have never met Molson, but Mommy says he is HUGE. She also says he is a very nice boy, and is very sweet. He is not staying with us, since he is very independent and doesn't need nearly as much attention as Cammy does. But Mommy will of course be over to check on him and the other kitty there, as well as Emily's mouse. Emily has ratties too, but they are staying here with Mommy's rats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S4jBUMV2BsI/AAAAAAAAALM/Edi5_WFj_nA/s1600-h/sillymolson.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S4jBUMV2BsI/AAAAAAAAALM/Edi5_WFj_nA/s320/sillymolson.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at silly Molson!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other Maine Coon that lives with Cammy and Molson is Emily's roommate's cat. Her name is Shinobi. She is very big too, and very mellow and sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S4jBRWNtLGI/AAAAAAAAALE/9g7rlmrlMlg/s1600-h/shinobi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S4jBRWNtLGI/AAAAAAAAALE/9g7rlmrlMlg/s320/shinobi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Shinobi's belly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mommy is happy to have little Cammy visiting. Mommy is very sad today, because one of her ratties died this afternoon. The rat's name was Cinder, and this morning Mommy went to check on them and Cinder was very limp and dehydrated. Mommy ended up staying home sick, which was also good because Cinder was really not doing well. Mommy fed her Ensure to try and hydrate her, and she perked up for awhile and cuddled on Mommy's belly. Mommy had gotten her a last minute V-E-T appointment, and 20 minutes before they had to be there, Cinder suddenly started gasping for breath, and it sounded like her lungs had filled with fluid. Mommy's mother was there to drive them to the V-E-T. and Cinder made it there, but the Docter said that her it looked like her heart had given out. Since Mommy didn't want Cinder to suffer, she had her humanely put to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S4jHHwjYMYI/AAAAAAAAALs/o80sa4V6y0Q/s1600-h/babycinder2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S4jHHwjYMYI/AAAAAAAAALs/o80sa4V6y0Q/s320/babycinder2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Baby Cinder &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Cinder was a VERY mischievous ratty, and she would often escape from her cage and get into things. When Mommy still lived with her parents, Cinder even made a nest in Mommy's boxspring and there was all sorts of funny things in it, even a perfect five dollar bill! Mommy will really miss Cinder, and all her antics.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S4jHm5H-VyI/AAAAAAAAAL0/X0n-Sr9CKeE/s1600-h/babycinder.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S4jHm5H-VyI/AAAAAAAAAL0/X0n-Sr9CKeE/s320/babycinder.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sweet baby Cinder. She had a little white belly and white "socks"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As if that weren't bad enough, when Emily went to get her rats to bring them over here, she found one of them had died. It's not a good day to be a rat it seems. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S4jFg6__3DI/AAAAAAAAALc/LlJItmWdHj0/s1600-h/Em%27s+babies+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S4jFg6__3DI/AAAAAAAAALc/LlJItmWdHj0/s320/Em%27s+babies+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Emily's rat Hack when it was a baby &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-6400396751620454901?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/6400396751620454901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/02/visitor.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/6400396751620454901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/6400396751620454901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/02/visitor.html' title='Visitor!'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S4jBJdd9N2I/AAAAAAAAAKs/jS-rP7xpHzU/s72-c/biggirlcammy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-9012623502205014990</id><published>2010-02-26T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T23:24:47.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soft Paws</title><content type='html'>Mommy wants me to ask you all a question: Do any of you kitties wear soft paws on your nails?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do not know what soft paws are, here is the website:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.softpaws.com/"&gt;http://www.softpaws.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soft paws are like little plastic covers for your claws, to keep kitties from scratching certain things, and it's also an alternative to declawing. As we all know, declawing is BAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Samson has been VERY bad about scratching lately. He keeps doing it on the couch, and on the rug, and on Mommy's bed post, and on ME! Mostly the cuts Mommy finds on me are from Sam's teeths, but he does scratch me quite a bit. Mommy is very good about trimming all our nails, but Sam's are just very, very sharp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S4i7pfBAT2I/AAAAAAAAAKk/RWJJlS3EmvQ/s1600-h/softpawscolours.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S4i7pfBAT2I/AAAAAAAAAKk/RWJJlS3EmvQ/s320/softpawscolours.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Look at all the colours! There are even more than that!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So when Mommy was talking to two friends who were having similar problems, and suggested the soft paws, and then thought "Hey, I should take my own advice and gt some for Samson!". So Mommy looked on the website, but they didn't take paypal, so Mommy found a different website that sold them too (even a little cheaper!) that did take paypal, and ordered them! She got BLUE for Samson, since that would look lovely with his fur, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/soft%20paws%20pics/sherry326/jacksonapril28200718.jpg?o=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b224/sherry326/jacksonapril28200718.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam will have pretty paws like this! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Mommy just wanted to know everyone's opinions on them while we wait for them to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if only they made TEETH caps for Sam's pointy daggers of doom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-9012623502205014990?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/9012623502205014990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/02/soft-paws.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/9012623502205014990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/9012623502205014990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/02/soft-paws.html' title='Soft Paws'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S4i7pfBAT2I/AAAAAAAAAKk/RWJJlS3EmvQ/s72-c/softpawscolours.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-8444264550399636474</id><published>2010-02-25T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T22:44:42.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Samson likes to eat</title><content type='html'>Samson is a pretty small cat, though he may look bigger in his pictures. But Sam certainly doesn't EAT like a small cat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of Sam's favorite things is EATING. He is always the very first to eat when the food is doled out, and he goes back many many times until all the food is gone. He eats the most out of all four of us, but since he is so active and young he is the littlest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the way you know eating is one of his most FAVORITE things, is that he even dreams of eating! When he is asleep, you can often see his mouth open over and over, and he smacks and licks his lips. Sometimes he even chews on the blankets. It is really cute! Mommy always smiles when he does that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam and I also often sleep upside down with our tongues sticking out and our eyes partly open. When Mommy first saw me do that, she was terrified that I was dead! But of course, I was just napping! When we do that though, Mommy likes to poke our tongues, but that wakes us up! I know we are cute Mommy, but leave our pink little tongues alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our feeding ritual goes like this: Mommy has two bowls that are connected, until she gets some more food bowls, and when she fills them up, she puts the diet food on the bottom (for me and Lexy) and the normal food on top (for Sam and Baby). We eat Nutrience dry food, and get wet food as a treat, usually fancy feast since someone bought Mommy a huge amount and she wants to use it up before buying more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as the food is poured out, Sam and Baby are right there. They sit side by side and Sam shoves as much food in his mouth as he can and gobbles until he is stuffed, while Baby daintily munches. When they are done, I go and eat as much as I like, and Lexy usually eats after me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are often surprised that Lexy and I eat last, and usually don't want to eat as much, since we are the biggest kitties. Lexy especially looks like she would eat the most, but she has a very ladylike appetite! Mommy still can't figure out how I have a belly at all, since I am so active, and am still a youngish kitty. But I really do have a jelly belly, it swings back and forth when I run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, speaking of running, I really should go chase Samson, so he doesn't get fat from all the food he eats!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-8444264550399636474?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/8444264550399636474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/02/samson-likes-to-eat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/8444264550399636474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/8444264550399636474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/02/samson-likes-to-eat.html' title='Samson likes to eat'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-447683928315832088</id><published>2010-02-16T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T19:37:09.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday Toes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S3tjlfBLPbI/AAAAAAAAAKc/PCExJJjs2Xk/s1600-h/Lexy4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S3tjlfBLPbI/AAAAAAAAAKc/PCExJJjs2Xk/s320/Lexy4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here are Lexy's toes. I think Mommy has posted this picture before, but we just had to post it again for a Tuesday! Lexy is always showing off her toesies. She just LOVES to paw at things, including Mommy! Whenever Lexy thinks Mommy isn't giving her enough attention, like when Mommy is sleeping, Lexy will go "poke poke" on Mommy's face. She pokes whenever she wants something. And as long as Mommy keeps up with her nail trims, it's super cute! Are any of you kitties pokey too?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-447683928315832088?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/447683928315832088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/02/tuesday-toes.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/447683928315832088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/447683928315832088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/02/tuesday-toes.html' title='Tuesday Toes'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S3tjlfBLPbI/AAAAAAAAAKc/PCExJJjs2Xk/s72-c/Lexy4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-3513432288590475914</id><published>2010-02-16T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T19:24:51.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to have a talk with Samson</title><content type='html'>It has come to my attention that Samson needs a stern talking to. He is getting just a LITTLE too big for his britches. He is acting like HE is in charge of ME! But I know that is not true, since I am older, and bigger, and I have been here longer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to this evidence, it proves he thinks he is in charge of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) When we are having wrestlings, Sam pushes ME on my back, and bites me REALLY hard. And he has super sharp baby kitty teeth still! And also super sharp claws! He always bites my shoulders and my neck too! It HURTS! I tell him to stop, and growl and cry at him to let go, but he won't! Mommy even has to come over and pry him off my neck! She finds little cuts on my neck too. And once Sam gets into a wrestling mood, he doesn't want to stop! He always has to be the winner, or else he won't leave me alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) I sleep on Mommy's tummy every night. That is MY spot! Sam sleeps at the end of the bed! But twice this morning, and once last night, when I went to go pee, or have a drink, as soon as I got back, there is Sam, in MY spot! I asked him nicely to move, and he ignored me. I poked him and asked a little LESS nicely, but he just looked at me innocently and didn't move! So what choice did I have? I flopped on top of him! And THAT finally worked! He better not keep this up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) Samson has been playing with MY favorite toys! Yesterday he was playing with "the tail" and wouldn't let me steal it from him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d) When Mommy gave us our treats and catnips tonight, he TRIED TO EAT MY TREATS! And that is the LAST straw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, when he is all stretched out asleep, and least expects it, BAM! I am going to whap him in the face and put the bitey on him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. maybe after I am finished rolling in and eating and licking this catnip...and after that I might need a nap...maybe that smackdown and lecture will have to wait until tomorrow....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-3513432288590475914?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/3513432288590475914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-need-to-have-talk-with-samson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/3513432288590475914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/3513432288590475914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-need-to-have-talk-with-samson.html' title='I need to have a talk with Samson'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-9030415375426888915</id><published>2010-02-15T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T16:44:55.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Day Efurryone!</title><content type='html'>Sorry it's a day late!&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all had a LOVE-ly day with your beans and Mommies and Daddies and Peoples!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a nice day! Well, most of us did. Lexy had a stressful day, but I will let her tell you about it in a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Valentines morning, we had our usually snuggles with Mommy, and got belly rubs, scritches, and kisses.&lt;br /&gt;Then Chris gave us all some fancy feast, and Mommy gave us Greenies. I LOVE Greenies, and we all like fancy feast, but I think it upset our tummies a little bit since my poops today are bad enough to burn off my nose hairs!&lt;br /&gt;After our snacks, Mommy brushed Lexy, and got out the Carrier of Doom. But now, I will let Lexy tell you all about her day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexy: Hello! I sure feel special, since Monty hasn't let ANYONE but him blog on here yet! Not even Mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a scary day for me, because I went to the Animal Love Adopt-a-thon! I had a feeling something was up last night when foster Mommy was giving me extra cuddles and attention. She also brushed me for over half an hour! I LOVE to be brushed, so I was super happy! Then she clipped my claws, which I don't like very much. The brushing helped make up for it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after I ate my fill of fancy feast, and got my greenies, and got brushed some more, I saw foster Mommy go into the big closet where she stores things, and got out what Monty calls the Carrier of Doom! I thought maybe she was taking Sam or Monty somewhere, since she hasn't taken me out since I got here last May! Boy was I surprised when she picked up ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY didn't want to go in there, but Mommy persisted, and I was stuck in there! I did my saddest little mews and gave her my sad eyes but she STILL didn't let me out! Then I was taken out of the appartment, and down what Mommy called the elly-vador, and then out to the COLD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I was only outside for about 2 seconds until we were in her mother's moving metal room, but it was FREEZING! Then the moving metal room took me on a long ride, and I mewed and mewed all the way there! When we got where we were going, I remembered being there, and got even MORE scared! We were at the place with the cages, the one Mommy calls Petsmart. I was kept there before I came to foster Mommy's and I still remember it very well. Foster Mommy petted me though and told me it was just for today, and that I would either come home with her, or go to a new furrever home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that made me feel a LITTLE better, but I still hated being put in one of those same cages, and it wasn't even one of the cages in the small quiet room full of kitties, it was right out in the middle of the store! Mommy said that was so everyone could see us, and think about adopting us, but it sure was loud! And there were DOGS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, foster Mommy stayed at the petstore to help the other volunteers. Every once in awhile she would come see me and tell me that I was being good. Everytime she came over I would tell her I wanted to go home NOW, but she said I had to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of people came to look at me and the other kitties, and there were two doggies there for adoption too, a little border collie puppy, and a big shepard mix. The puppy, Bailey, didn't scare me much, but the sheppard did! Apparently the shepard REALLY likes cats, but I didn't want to be her friend! Bailey was lucky and someone wants to adopt her, but had to talk to her husband first! I sure hope she DID get adopted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lucky, my cage faced towards the back to the store, so it was a little quieter. People still looked at me though! I did my cutest looks, and squeaked at them, and tried to tell them to take me home. The kitty in the cage next to me, Erik, was lucky and got adopted, and a woman and her daughter looked at me, and really liked me, but they had to think about it and went home. Another man said he really wanted a girl kitty, but he wanted to make sure that he wouldn't have to go away for work for a long time so that he would have lots of time to bond with a kitty. He went home too, but maybe he will remember me when he has time home and can adopt a kitty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it felt like I was there FOREVER, even though it was only 4 hours, but at the end, I was happy to go home! I WASN'T happy to go back in the Carrier of Doom though, and when foster Mommy tried to put me back in there, I knocked over the litter box mwahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I was back in the CoD, foster Mommy and I were waiting for her mother to come get us to go home, when a very nice girl and her boyfriend came to look at kitties. She really wanted to adopt a cat, but she has a guinea pig, and a bunny, and wanted a kitty who would get along with them. Mommy jumped right up to let them know that I am good with small animals. I like the rats, and even though I don't like the bunnies, I just hide from them, I don't chase them or anything. The girl was really happy about that, and foster Mommy even opened the CoD to let her see me and pet me. She really liked me, but wanted to go home and think about it, so Mommy told her if she was still interested in me, to contact Animal Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, foster Mommy's Mother came to take us home, and help Mommy carry all the cat food and litter, and things that she bought up to the apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope someone remembers me when they decide to adopt a kitty! I DO love it here with Foster Mommy, and would like to stay here furrever, but I know that I can't.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know ANYONE around London Ontario, or even Toronto who would like to adopt a nice squeaky cow girl like me, let Mommy know! I REALLY need a furrever home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monty&lt;/b&gt;: Okay Lexy, you had enough time now! Look how much you wrote! You better not take over my blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Lexy and Mommy were at the scary place, Samson and I had naps, and groomed eachother, and of course played! Then Mommy came home with Lexy, and a surprise for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got us a toy for valentines day! It's called a &lt;a href="http://www.thecatconnection.com/cat/Fling-Ama-String.html"&gt;Fling-a-ma-String&lt;/a&gt;! Mommy and I had seen it and heard about it on some of you other kitties blogs, and it looked like a lot of fun! So when Mommy saw it, she just HAD to get it for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got it all set up, and let us go wild! I like it lots, but I don't like that I can't just grab the string and run away with it. Lexy sure loves it though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexy: I sure do! It ALMOST made up for being a cage all day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monty: Hey! What did I say about taking over my blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexy: Sorry...But I DO love it! Even Baby gets in on the action!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monty: Well, that was how our Valentines day went! I hope you other kitties got treats and lovin's and cuddles, and even toys too! Hopefully soon there will be more pictures to put up here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for all the other readers in Ontario, Happy Family day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-9030415375426888915?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/9030415375426888915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-day-efurryone.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/9030415375426888915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/9030415375426888915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-day-efurryone.html' title='Happy Valentines Day Efurryone!'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-8296281729292147656</id><published>2010-02-08T01:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T01:19:52.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not My Fault</title><content type='html'>You know, it's not my fault that Mommy was asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not my fault that she almost had a mini heart attack when she woke up to me streaking into the room and under the bed wearing a plastic bag like a cape!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just busy playing in it, and it got on me, and I liked how noisy and crinkly it was when I ran! Chris saw and tried to take it OFF me, but of course I didn't want that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So of course I ran to hide under Mommy's bed! Not MY fault she is a light sleeper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, her heart didn't REALLY explode from being surprised awake at my noises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Today was the sooper bowl! We didn't watch though, we watched the Puppy Bowl on Animal Planet, and it was WAY better! Those puppies sure were cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all had a good weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-8296281729292147656?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/8296281729292147656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/02/not-my-fault.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/8296281729292147656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/8296281729292147656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/02/not-my-fault.html' title='Not My Fault'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-3730767524115602611</id><published>2010-01-30T01:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T01:40:08.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovey Buns!</title><content type='html'>Awhile ago I told you how much the bunnies love to rip up their phone book! Well, Lola has been working very hard on her nest! She rips up the papers, and puts them in their crate, and adds hay, and even some of her furs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2P6tJb7d4I/AAAAAAAAAJc/rxSuIR5yTsg/s1600-h/Benny1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2P6tJb7d4I/AAAAAAAAAJc/rxSuIR5yTsg/s320/Benny1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here you can sort of see the set up, though the picture makes it look much smaller than it is &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bunnies, Lola and Benny live in a big pen that Mommy made for them, in the kitchen. See, most bunny cages that are sold in pet stores are WAY too small for even a baby bunny! Bunnies need lots of room to hop and play and run around, and nest, and be bunnies! When Mommy adopted Benny, she knew that the cage that his previous owner gave to Mommy with him was much too small, even with him getting lots of playtime outside of it. So Mommy went on a website called Kijiji, where she found both Benny and Lola, and got a used large puppy pen. The pen is 3 feet high, and the bunnies can't jump over it. Mommy attached that to a huge dog crate that a friend of hers gave her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bunnies use the crate part as their "burrow" and that's where Lola makes her big nests! Here is the newspaper nes she made in the last few days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2P7sBr4KrI/AAAAAAAAAJk/u9T7h76HTzE/s1600-h/phonebook+nest.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2P7sBr4KrI/AAAAAAAAAJk/u9T7h76HTzE/s320/phonebook+nest.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See all the paper? They also always turn over their little hut and sit in it, and make nests in it too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2P71c6sv1I/AAAAAAAAAJs/j2aqypbrpZw/s1600-h/phonebook+nest2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2P71c6sv1I/AAAAAAAAAJs/j2aqypbrpZw/s320/phonebook+nest2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here is a close up of her nest! Can you see all her furs in it? She pulls her furs out of her sides to make it softer. Mommy has tried giving the bunnies blankets to use but Lola just pees on them, and then they won't sleep on them. Girl bunnies often use their own furs as nesting materials, especially when they are about to have babies. But don't worry, Lola and Benny are both fixed, but Lola doesn't seem to know that. She always acts like she is about to be a Mommybun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2P8RKZl-rI/AAAAAAAAAKE/lnUJYt_DH6o/s1600-h/Luv+Buns.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2P8RKZl-rI/AAAAAAAAAKE/lnUJYt_DH6o/s320/Luv+Buns.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you can see them with their phonebook! Benny likes to sit on it! They have lots of toys in their pen, but the phonebook, and their old boxes, and the plastic slinky seem to be their favorites! They certainly are messy bunnies though! Especially Lola, since she digs in the litter box ans gets poops and litters all over! Mommy has to sweep their pen a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2P8bwpp6vI/AAAAAAAAAKM/142n1nJEnok/s1600-h/Luver+buns.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2P8bwpp6vI/AAAAAAAAAKM/142n1nJEnok/s320/Luver+buns.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty Lola (white with spots) and her Husbun Benny (Black)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2P7_k9ljuI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/9y1OX06lMg4/s1600-h/Benny+looks+up+numbers.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2P7_k9ljuI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/9y1OX06lMg4/s320/Benny+looks+up+numbers.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is Benny looking up the numbers to the Pet Valu! He wants some more yogie treats for him and Lola!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a Hoppy Day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-3730767524115602611?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/3730767524115602611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/01/lovey-buns.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/3730767524115602611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/3730767524115602611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/01/lovey-buns.html' title='Lovey Buns!'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2P6tJb7d4I/AAAAAAAAAJc/rxSuIR5yTsg/s72-c/Benny1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-6433603382984308808</id><published>2010-01-30T01:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T01:16:10.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite toy</title><content type='html'>I LOVE toys! If you haven't already heard, I am a very, very playful kitty. I will play with just about anything, but my two favorite toys are the laser pointer, and "The Tail".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tail is a loooooooong piece of faux fur fabric on the end of a stick. It used to have feathers on the end too, but well, they were chewed off pretty fast. It used to belong to Mommy's first cat, Timmy. He didn't play with it much though, so it makes Mommy happy that I play with it now, since Timmy is gone to the Rainbow Bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2P1Evoly2I/AAAAAAAAAIc/MCcNRyZiaoE/s1600-h/Get+that+tail%21.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2P1Evoly2I/AAAAAAAAAIc/MCcNRyZiaoE/s320/Get+that+tail%21.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here I am grabbing it! I am good at catching it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2P1NIfn-WI/AAAAAAAAAIk/LKfaHUxNTdY/s1600-h/Mine%21.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2P1NIfn-WI/AAAAAAAAAIk/LKfaHUxNTdY/s320/Mine%21.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;One of my favorite things to do with it is to grab it by the end and then run as fast as I can and drag it behind me. The stick on the end whips into things, and sometimes Sam or Lexy will chase me trying to catch it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2P1UcESdyI/AAAAAAAAAIs/77GyVO7a99M/s1600-h/Monty+plays.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2P1UcESdyI/AAAAAAAAAIs/77GyVO7a99M/s320/Monty+plays.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here I am about to run off with it, but Mommy is holding the stick! I often bring it to Mommy very early in the morning and take it up on the bed so she can throw it for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2P1fMLyQ1I/AAAAAAAAAI0/UKa7vYK6fp0/s1600-h/Monty+plays2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2P1fMLyQ1I/AAAAAAAAAI0/UKa7vYK6fp0/s320/Monty+plays2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I also hold it and bite it and bunny kick it! Mommy and Chris use this toy for group games a lot, since all of us kitties love this toy! I love it the best though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2P1wKD2PuI/AAAAAAAAAJE/IyJgoPrIbxY/s1600-h/Rawwwr.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2P1wKD2PuI/AAAAAAAAAJE/IyJgoPrIbxY/s320/Rawwwr.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kick kick kick! Bite bite bite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2P15b42TyI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cvc47c1wSMA/s1600-h/Silly+playful+Monty.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2P15b42TyI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cvc47c1wSMA/s320/Silly+playful+Monty.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hey! Sam wants to play too! He looks like he is laughing at me here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2P2BG9e03I/AAAAAAAAAJU/hcJ543k-Ra0/s1600-h/Wanna+play+Sam.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2P2BG9e03I/AAAAAAAAAJU/hcJ543k-Ra0/s320/Wanna+play+Sam.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, that is my favorite toy, other than the laser light! Mommy wants to get a video of me dragging it around and running with it whipping into everything in my path!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go play! Have a good weekend all you humans and kitties and doggies and all other animals!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-6433603382984308808?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/6433603382984308808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-favorite-toy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/6433603382984308808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/6433603382984308808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-favorite-toy.html' title='My Favorite toy'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2P1Evoly2I/AAAAAAAAAIc/MCcNRyZiaoE/s72-c/Get+that+tail%21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-1581719130164892981</id><published>2010-01-28T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T18:29:24.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I almost forgot to show everyone Baby! Mommy FINALLY took some pictures of Baby, so here she is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2JDIQBx09I/AAAAAAAAAIM/nBmnMuw8ZCc/s1600-h/Pretty+Baby.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2JDIQBx09I/AAAAAAAAAIM/nBmnMuw8ZCc/s320/Pretty+Baby.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Baby is 6 years old, and very, very fluffy. She is all black, except for a little patch on her chest, like a bib, and a tiny bit of white on her belly. She is a very nice girl, and she loves to talk, just like me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;She is much happier here now, and she likes to play with toys more. What she REALLY loves to do is scratch on Mommy's new rug. Mommy doesn't like that. This is what she has done to the rug:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2JFT4uaXBI/AAAAAAAAAIU/k58j5WIkmn8/s1600-h/Killing+the+Rug.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2JFT4uaXBI/AAAAAAAAAIU/k58j5WIkmn8/s320/Killing+the+Rug.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See all the little rugs pieces? They get all over the hall, and tracked all over the apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2JC1vYJxvI/AAAAAAAAAIE/7i88fbiuCLk/s1600-h/Baby.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2JC1vYJxvI/AAAAAAAAAIE/7i88fbiuCLk/s320/Baby.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here she is looking back at the mess she has helped make! Can you see Sam's ear at the bottom? He likes to get in every picture! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And just for fun, and because it took Mommy several tries to get us all together and standing mostly still, here is all four of us kitties together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2JCoKoPzgI/AAAAAAAAAH8/lUKpiD4TvdU/s1600-h/All+4+cats.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2JCoKoPzgI/AAAAAAAAAH8/lUKpiD4TvdU/s320/All+4+cats.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-1581719130164892981?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/1581719130164892981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/01/introducing-baby.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/1581719130164892981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/1581719130164892981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/01/introducing-baby.html' title='Introducing Baby'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S2JDIQBx09I/AAAAAAAAAIM/nBmnMuw8ZCc/s72-c/Pretty+Baby.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-5412315550386556591</id><published>2010-01-25T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T23:54:04.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sam gives me licks</title><content type='html'>Mommy made our very first video! Mommy realized that her new roommate Chris' camera has a video function, so she made a short clip of Samson grooming (and maybe a little biting) on my neck. Hope it works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" height="361" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid336.photobucket.com/albums/n339/allysonmagrath/SamlicksMonty.flv" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-5412315550386556591?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/5412315550386556591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/01/sam-gives-me-licks.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/5412315550386556591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/5412315550386556591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/01/sam-gives-me-licks.html' title='Sam gives me licks'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-3473092549942836817</id><published>2010-01-24T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T05:56:48.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Dare She?!</title><content type='html'>Mommy LOCKED ME OUT! How could she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, okay, MAYBE I understand why. See, Mommy has a bad cold, that came on fast, and hit her hard! So while she is laying in bed, we all come and purr on her and enjoy all the extra cuddles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes... I am bad. I like to jump from Mommy's bedside table to the shelf in the closet if she leaves the closet door open. And when I go in there, I accidentally (mostly accidentally) knock everything down. Especially things that are noisy when they fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S1xOqDAGrZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/vx7N0LTV7gc/s1600-h/Ally,+Monty,+Samson.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S1xOqDAGrZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/vx7N0LTV7gc/s320/Ally,+Monty,+Samson.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Samson and I cuddling Mommy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Samson and I decided to play Kitty Smackdown on the bed while Mommy was sleeping. That woke up Mommy, and she saw all the stuff I had knocked down, and she got up and said "All of you OUT!" and made us leave and closed the door behind us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that wasn't bad enough, she slept ALL day, and ignored me when I body slammed the door, and dug at the carpet, and meowed over and over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY she let me back in and I was so happy! I HATE being locked away from Mommy when I know she is home. I purred and purred and licked her and rubbed up on her lots, and then all four of us went back on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S1xOxozFjeI/AAAAAAAAAHs/pEhFo0gipCA/s1600-h/Crazt+Monty.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S1xOxozFjeI/AAAAAAAAAHs/pEhFo0gipCA/s320/Crazt+Monty.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My favorite place! Mommy's lap! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, not much out of the usual routine ( Playing THoE, playing with toys, cuddling on the bed, wrestling with Samson, bugging Baby and Lexy and making the cupboard doors go BANG over and over) is going on. Baby is getting more happy here, she doesn't hide on top of the kitchen cupboards very often now, and we all sleep on Mommy's bed together. Baby and Sam even eat side-by-side, and she is playing more.&lt;br /&gt;I still bug her, and try to get her to play chase, and she still hisses at me and smacks me sometimes. I am sure we will be good friends soon. Also, Mommy got a hair cut, and when she was taking before pictures, I just HAD to get into the picture! What do you think of her hair? Sam doesn't like it as much, cause he loves to lick hair, and now there isn't as much to lick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S1xOZSCo6uI/AAAAAAAAAHU/9Bm-kdiH9Vc/s1600-h/IMG000029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S1xOZSCo6uI/AAAAAAAAAHU/9Bm-kdiH9Vc/s320/IMG000029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me kissing Mommy before her hair cut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S1xOb905bWI/AAAAAAAAAHc/1_4B58zdSlE/s1600-h/new+hair+cut+2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S1xOb905bWI/AAAAAAAAAHc/1_4B58zdSlE/s320/new+hair+cut+2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy after her hair cut! Sorry it's sideways! Mommy's sister cut it!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bunnies have had lots of fun! Mommy gave them one of the old phone books, and they have had LOTS of fun ripping it up and making a nest out of it. They filled their crate with pages, and Lola is shedding a bit, and pulling out her furs a little to make her nest. Lola LOVES making nests, and making messes. She also loves to stomp her feet, and grunt and dig and do big jumps whe she is out playing. I really like Lola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S1xO6SrToeI/AAAAAAAAAH0/z5nG9rZOCck/s1600-h/Lola+lady.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S1xO6SrToeI/AAAAAAAAAH0/z5nG9rZOCck/s320/Lola+lady.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty Lola in her pen. You can see some of the mess she makes when she digs in the litter box! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is my update! Hopefully soon I will have more pictures to put up! The weather is not quite so cold now, but I still cuddle with Mommy whenever I can!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-3473092549942836817?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/3473092549942836817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-dare-she.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/3473092549942836817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/3473092549942836817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-dare-she.html' title='How Dare She?!'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S1xOqDAGrZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/vx7N0LTV7gc/s72-c/Ally,+Monty,+Samson.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-7821953796954916809</id><published>2010-01-09T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T23:11:23.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weather outside is Frightful!</title><content type='html'>It is COLD! It may be freezing outside, but its pretty cold INSIDE too!&lt;br /&gt;Mommy says its because the windows and the balcony door is drafty, and since our apartment is high up on the 6th floor, and we face the river with nothing on the other side to block the wind, it blows HARD! It makes funny sounds, sometimes it sounds like ghosts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All us kitties find the best way to stay warm is to snuggle with Mommy! All four of us will lay on the bed with her. I always like to be on her belly, Samson is usually on her feet, Lexy lays beside her shoulder, or down by her feet, and Baby, the newest member of teh family likes to sleep on the pillow beside Mommy's head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy says she doesn't mind being so squished because we keep her nice and warm. We are lucky that Mommy can't move much in her sleep anymore, cause she had a bunch of back surgeries when she was younger. She DOES twitch her legs though, but Samson holds them down for me hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided I like Chris. Today he came home from being out last night, and he had a snack of yogurt. He was nice and SHARED with ALL of us! Mommy doesn't eat yogurt, so its a special treat! Anyone who shares food with us is a friend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-7821953796954916809?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/7821953796954916809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/01/weather-outside-is-frightful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/7821953796954916809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/7821953796954916809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/01/weather-outside-is-frightful.html' title='The Weather outside is Frightful!'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-1727154430490520855</id><published>2010-01-08T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T21:41:11.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Official!</title><content type='html'>After today, Samson is officially my brudder! Mommy finally got the phone sorted out, and talked to Animal Love, and Shandra came over tonight to see Mommy and all of us kitties!&lt;br /&gt;She said it is okay for Samson to be my brudder forever, and Mommy paid her since they had paid for Samson's neuter, and vet visit when he was sick.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight Mommy is helping us celebrate by breaking out the nip! And of course playing laser tag with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S0gW14AE5ZI/AAAAAAAAAHM/VE05eJj4fOk/s1600-h/IMG_5475.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S0gW14AE5ZI/AAAAAAAAAHM/VE05eJj4fOk/s320/IMG_5475.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sam always looks like he is smiling when he sleeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other news, sadly, the girl who had been interested in adopting Lexy backed out, so now Lexy is looking for a home. Mommy, and her friends and her sister are getting the word out about Lexy! A few people have asked about her, and hopefully it will all work out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S0gVlegVKCI/AAAAAAAAAHE/8E5dyDmQWP0/s1600-h/IMG_5473.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S0gVlegVKCI/AAAAAAAAAHE/8E5dyDmQWP0/s320/IMG_5473.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; You can see his fluffy belly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Mommy's new roommate moved in! His name is Chris, and he has a kitty too! Mommy and him get along much better than Mommy and E, since both Mommy and Chris are vegetarian, and are huge animal lovers, and Chris has fostered for Animal Love too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S0gU_5fRXSI/AAAAAAAAAGc/qPDw9pM5bXI/s1600-h/cat+tree5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S0gU_5fRXSI/AAAAAAAAAGc/qPDw9pM5bXI/s320/cat+tree5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Orange one is Hobbes, E's kitty who used to live here &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris' cat is a pretty fluffy black 6-year-old cat named Baby. She is very nice, and even sleeps on Mommy's pillow at night. She is getting along with us all, except for me. Mommy says I don't understand personal space. I can't help it if I just want to play with her! But when I sneak up on her, she yells at me, and gets mad, and then Mommy has to come and shoo me away. She will come around though, no one can resist me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S0gVGNbPh5I/AAAAAAAAAG0/JOsvdaUdNNA/s1600-h/cat+tree2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S0gVGNbPh5I/AAAAAAAAAG0/JOsvdaUdNNA/s320/cat+tree2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy doesn't have any pictures of Baby, or any new pictures, since she has to borrow a digital camera to take them. Enjoy some old pictures of sleepy Samson, and of us playing on our cat tree when Mommy had just gotten it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-1727154430490520855?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/1727154430490520855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-official.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/1727154430490520855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/1727154430490520855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s Official!'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/S0gW14AE5ZI/AAAAAAAAAHM/VE05eJj4fOk/s72-c/IMG_5475.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-3713115220789607949</id><published>2009-12-31T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T15:21:05.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mew Years!</title><content type='html'>Happy Mew Years Kittens and Cats! (And bunnies and woofies, and ratties and EVERYONE!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to help Mommy and her Mom move things yesterday and clean! Mommy took over the bigger bedroom, so we helped her move her things by getting in the way and tripping her, and getting into things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today a man came to clean the carpets, and he was nice and petted us. His machines were noisey, and we stayed in Mommy's new room. It almost sounded like the machines were purring! So I purred right back at them and rubbed on Mommy and got belly rubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mew Years Resolution is that I will be nicer to Benny the bunny, and not bug Lexy so much until she goes to her new home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 was a good year for me! I got a wonderful home, made lots of friends, got tons of cuddles, got a new brother, and of course, started my own blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So celebrate with some glasses of chamnipagne, and crunchy treat caviar, and count down to 2010!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-3713115220789607949?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/3713115220789607949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-mew-years.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/3713115220789607949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/3713115220789607949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-mew-years.html' title='Happy Mew Years!'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-310493412743104413</id><published>2009-12-29T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T18:09:09.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>Hello kittens and cats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been some drama here! But because of that, all us kitties are stuck in Mommy's room. We were there ALL DAY yesterday, and ALL DAY today! ( Note: the pictures are all on Mommy's computer, so she will put in some pictures of her parents silly dog named Kiana. She is my friend too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, since a few days before Chrissymouse, Mommy has been very upset. E, Mommy's roommate, left to go to her parents for Chrissymouse, but didn't tell Mommy that she owed a whole bunch of monies to the people in charge of the apartments where we live. She also wouldn't tell Mommy what was going on, or call Mommy, or come back to pay the monies she owed when they were due on Chrissymouse Eve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was super bad, cause Mommy is not on the lease, and was supposed to take over the lease when E left, but Mommy couldn't sign until E gave them the monies. Mommy was worried she would be kicked out, and that her new roommate would be without a place to live too.We all gave Mommy lots of cuddles though, and licks and purrs, but Mommy was still stressed out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Szq16lBm0MI/AAAAAAAAAGU/axjDccsYPzU/s1600-h/Silly+Kiana.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Szq16lBm0MI/AAAAAAAAAGU/axjDccsYPzU/s320/Silly+Kiana.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kiana likes to sleep and sit on TOP of her crate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, yesterday morning, I heard a lot of banging on the door, and yelling! I guess E was mad at Mommy for telling her to come pay the monies, and she brought her Daddy and her brudder, and yelled at Mommy to open teh door, cause the security latch was on from the night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once they came in, they were yelling at Mommy, telling her it was her fault for not getting on the lease sooner. Mommy says thats true, she could have done it sooner, but there was no need to yell, and call her names, and slam doors on her, and be rude. Mommy got really mad,a nd yelled back, and cried, and her parents came over to try and help. That's when Mommy took all us kitties and put us in her room, cause E and her family were grabbing all her stuff and moving right then and there. I DO tend to get in the way, and I always want to look in the hallway, so Mommy wanted to make sure we didn't get stepped on, or lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E's family was even rude to Mommy's parents, and so Mommy went out, and took all her stuff away from E's, and then put a small litter box, and food and water in her room for us, and hugged us all, and then went to her parents house while the moving happened. Mommy's Mom stayed behind to make sure E's family didn't do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Szq0hxM8uTI/AAAAAAAAAFc/s0zLItNr8N8/s1600-h/Kiana+Snow+Face.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Szq0hxM8uTI/AAAAAAAAAFc/s0zLItNr8N8/s320/Kiana+Snow+Face.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kiana the dog with her snow face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all very confused, and heard lots of banging and talking and things being moved around. We looked under the door and saw lots of shadows and people's voices. Someone came up and talked to E's family, and then Mommy's Dad came and talked to them too. There wasn't anymore yelling, but it wasn't happy talking either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everyone left, Mommy came home, and let us out. You wouldn't beleive what had happened! Everything got moved around or was gone! Mommy had put all her stuff in one corner of the living room, and E put all the stuff they couldn't fit into her room. All night we got to explore, and play in the empty space. I didn't play for too long though, Mommy was sad, and needed my cuddles and licks. She stayed up until 5am! She said she couldn't sleep so she read books and petted me and talked to me and Lexy and Sam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today Mommy got up early and went out for awhile, and came back and told us that we didn't have to move out, and we could stay through January, and that starting February 1st, it would be OUR apartment! &lt;br /&gt;Mommy cuddled us lots until after lunch time when E's Dad came back for the rest of her stuff, and Mommy had to shut us in her room again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Szq0hVS8Q3I/AAAAAAAAAFU/A6auFiTTTw4/s1600-h/Kiana+smells+flower.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Szq0hVS8Q3I/AAAAAAAAAFU/A6auFiTTTw4/s320/Kiana+smells+flower.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kiana smelling the flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so bored! Mommy's room has too much stuff in it right now, from moving everything around, and there isn't much room to run or play. I was bad and jumped up on the ratty cage, and knocked things over, and chased the ratty named Cinder when she came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is why we are all bored! Mommy says that I might not get to post much for awhile, since the internet will be turned off, and she will have to do some things, and move stuff, and clean and call people before we get it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Szq0GWlEbrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/fKQcDEfTSzo/s1600-h/Cuddly+Kia+and+me+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Szq0GWlEbrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/fKQcDEfTSzo/s320/Cuddly+Kia+and+me+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Old picture of Mommy cuddling Kiana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another time, I will write more about the doggy Kiana!&amp;nbsp;I hope you kitties out there are not bored like we are, but we will get let out very soon. Time to explore some more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-310493412743104413?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/310493412743104413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2009/12/bored.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/310493412743104413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/310493412743104413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2009/12/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Szq16lBm0MI/AAAAAAAAAGU/axjDccsYPzU/s72-c/Silly+Kiana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-7065280015094930761</id><published>2009-12-25T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T21:17:28.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting Santa Paws!</title><content type='html'>Last week, Mommy took us on a special outing. I didn't write about it until now, because Mommy wasn't able to scan the pictures until today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Samson and I when we got to meet Santa Paws!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/SzWX4vRblAI/AAAAAAAAAEs/f2v0vgDgqpM/s1600-h/montyandsamwithsanta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/SzWX4vRblAI/AAAAAAAAAEs/f2v0vgDgqpM/s400/montyandsamwithsanta.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mommy put on our collars and leashes, and put Samson in the carrier and carried me. I was being naughty though and exploring things I was not supposed to while Mommy was waiting for her Mom to pick us up though, and so I had to go in the carrier too. It was a little too small, so I was squashed with Samson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We went on a short car ride, and then went into a store called Petsmart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Now, I got pretty scared when we went in there. See, before Mommy fostered me, and then adopted me, I was in that very same Petsmart adoption Centre. So when I went in the store, and could smell the same smells, and hear all the people, I got scared that Mommy was mad at me, and was going to give me back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I know, I know, silly right? I know how much Mommy loves me, and that she would never let me go, but still, I was scared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We had to wait a little while, cause some cute little Corgy doggy sisters were taking their pictures.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then, it was our turn! Mommy and all the nice ladies there tried to get us both in one picture but well.... I was NOT going to sit still! I was too nervous to meet Santa, and scared of the store! Samson was being a very good boy though, and just sat nicely on Santa's lap. Finally, they decided to do our pictures separately, so I got a little break to cuddle Mommy while Samson got his picture taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After Mommy's cuddles, I felt a bit better, so I mostly sat still with Santa, and we got a really nice picture .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Now, I don't know if this is crazy, but I don't think that was the real Santa Paws! I think it was really a GIRL dressed up like him! If it was Santa, he sure lost a lot of weight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, after all that excitement, I was happy to just sit in the carrier and cuddle Samson while Mommy waited for the pictures, and bought another cat carrier, so that we wouldn't get squashed next time. Then we got back in the car, and I got to wander around and investigate under the seats until we got home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I may have been a little bit of a scaredy cat, but it was still an adventure! And I got lots of pets and treats when I got home! And of course, we got the help out the Animal Love Foundation, which is where I come from! A little over half the money from all the pictures goes to help them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I hope all you kitties and doggies and other animals had a wonderful Chrissymouse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-7065280015094930761?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/7065280015094930761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2009/12/meeting-santa-paws.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/7065280015094930761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/7065280015094930761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2009/12/meeting-santa-paws.html' title='Meeting Santa Paws!'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/SzWX4vRblAI/AAAAAAAAAEs/f2v0vgDgqpM/s72-c/montyandsamwithsanta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-1504791767927476755</id><published>2009-12-25T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T21:04:11.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Chrissymouse from Monty Graycat!</title><content type='html'>Merry Chrissymouse everyone!&lt;br /&gt;I hope everykitty had a visit from Santa Paws!&lt;br /&gt;We got to open our stockings on the 21st, which is Yule, because Mommy is Pagan and celebrates Yule. I got all sorts of toys! Lots of soft mousies, and crinkly toys, and crunchy treats! Sadly, Mommy didn't have anything to take pictures with at the time, so we don't have any pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bunnies got jingle balls, and crinkly toys. Lola likes to pick up a jingle ball in her mouth, and hop around so that it jingles with each hop. Benny likes to push the crinkle balls with his nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rats got little rawhide bones for each of them, and yogurt treats, and little wreaths Mommy made out of cheerios and raisins and other dried fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today, it was finally Chrissymouse!&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and I had our Chrissymouse snuggle together before she got up. It is our very first Chrissymouse together! She gave us all crunchy treats, and played with me for awhile before she got ready to go to her parents. She said that Santa Paws had left our presents over there, so I had to wait patiently ALL day until she came home with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa Paws was very nice! We got a special Laser Light toy, because the one we play with now belongs to E, Mommy's roommate, and she is leaving soon. I LOVE the laser toy, and this one is even shaped like a blue mousey! We also got some really nice mousey toys, and they smell really good!&lt;br /&gt;Mommy's Great Aunt also gave us a big glass jar of our favorite catnip too! Mommy's Great Aunt Ev grows a whole lot of it in her backyard, and hand picks it all to make catnip toys for the Humane Society! And boy, is it ever potent! Mommy says that whenever she opens it, it hits her like a wave in the face of catnip smell! We all just go crazy for it, even the bunnies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all had as wonderful a Chrissymouse as I did! Hug your Mommies and Daddies and all your other family tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-1504791767927476755?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/1504791767927476755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-chrissymouse-from-monty-graycat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/1504791767927476755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/1504791767927476755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-chrissymouse-from-monty-graycat.html' title='Merry Chrissymouse from Monty Graycat!'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-8852731368549964183</id><published>2009-12-23T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T23:20:40.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/SzMWPkP3ZQI/AAAAAAAAAEk/f_YEHKfkS9g/s1600-h/Cuddly+Monty.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/SzMWPkP3ZQI/AAAAAAAAAEk/f_YEHKfkS9g/s400/Cuddly+Monty.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-8852731368549964183?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/8852731368549964183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2009/12/wordless-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/8852731368549964183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/8852731368549964183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2009/12/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/SzMWPkP3ZQI/AAAAAAAAAEk/f_YEHKfkS9g/s72-c/Cuddly+Monty.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-8730110337899686119</id><published>2009-12-19T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T22:16:42.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Samson!</title><content type='html'>And now, the post you have been waiting for...introducing Samson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samson is my new brother, at least he will be soon when Mommy talks to Animal Love and finalizes his adoption to her. I am happy, I have my new best buddy to play with furrever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sy25u0nS3sI/AAAAAAAAAD0/He7ozRDtkYA/s1600-h/samson1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sy25u0nS3sI/AAAAAAAAAD0/He7ozRDtkYA/s320/samson1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Samson came to us about 8 weeks ago. Late at night, Mommy's roommate heard meowing in the hallway of the apartment building. She waited for quite awhile, thinking the kitty had just accidentally gotten out of his own apartment, and that his owner would let him in. But he just kept meowing and meowing, and it was after 1am. E figured that maybe his owner was asleep and didn't hear him, so she let him in, and put him in her room with food and water and a litter box, hoping that he would be claimed the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sy25uUFy93I/AAAAAAAAADs/yFbwLNVVI-M/s1600-h/IMG_5475.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sy25uUFy93I/AAAAAAAAADs/yFbwLNVVI-M/s320/IMG_5475.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The next morning, Samson was still here, and insisted on coming out of the room. E put a sign by the elevators, thinking that he would get found soon. But her and Mommy had the sad idea of what had really happened. See, before Mommy moved in, E had already found another poor kitty that had been abandoned in the hallway when its owners moved out and didn't want her anymore. She had put up posters, gone door to door, and done all she could, but no one knew her or who her owners were. Luckily, E's parents love kitties too, and she lives there now, and is named Spooky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So E and Mommy knew that there was a good chance that was why Samson was in the hallway. And soon we knew why he had been left behind when his owners moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sy25pP-ueNI/AAAAAAAAADk/2g-u2NwE8gI/s1600-h/IMG_5473.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sy25pP-ueNI/AAAAAAAAADk/2g-u2NwE8gI/s320/IMG_5473.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Samson wasn't nootered.&amp;nbsp; And he was spraying EVERYWHERE. It hurt my poor nosey the smell was so strong! After only 3 days of him being here, you could smell his spray from the hallway outside the apartment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Meanwhile, E had gone to stay with her parents for a few days, so Mommy had been putting up more posters, and knocking on doors and asking everyone she saw. She talked to the building snooperviser, but again, just like with Spooky, no one knew who had left him behind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sy276f2gV2I/AAAAAAAAAEE/m1-NRFoebO0/s1600-h/samson6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sy276f2gV2I/AAAAAAAAAEE/m1-NRFoebO0/s320/samson6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So far, Mommy hadn't named Samson, and had just been calling him Handsome. Mommy's friend Meg said that since he was such a wussy, he needed a badarse name, like Samuel L Jackson. So, Mommy combined the names, and that how he got the name Samson L Catson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He was pretty timid when he first came, and didn't really know how to play, and believe me, I tried to get him to play with me! He also seemed to have some problems jumping, and he still does. He can jump fine, but he always takes a few test hops first before he really jumps. He is more used to the apartment though, so doesn't do it as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sy28BWdNNKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/kMGlyBpmo0A/s1600-h/samson8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sy28BWdNNKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/kMGlyBpmo0A/s320/samson8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, Samson was spraying everywhere, and it was clear he had been abandoned, so Mommy called Animal Love, and they agreed to accept him as a foster cat, and got him a V-E-T appointment right away to get hin nootered! And boy did he need it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After he was "fixed" the spraying stopped, and Samson seemed much happier. And I know Mommy and E, and Lexy and I were happy too, since our noses didn't hurt from the nasty smell anymore!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sy28BKq22FI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ZEbF8bXCJIk/s1600-h/Samson+looks+at+rats.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sy28BKq22FI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ZEbF8bXCJIk/s320/Samson+looks+at+rats.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Unfortunately, soon after he was nootered, Samson got sick. His nose was all stuffy, and he sneezed all the time! Sometimes he couldn't even breathe through his nose it was so stuffed up, and had to breathe through his mouth. Mommy gave him steam treatments, but they weren't really helping, and Samson hated them. Mommy got worried that Lexy and I would get sick too, so Samson got moved to E's room for a few days, and Mommy called Animal Love who got him another appointment at the V-E-T. Sure enough, the V-E-T said he had a really bad cold, and Samson had to take lots of medicine for 2 whole weeks! He had eye drops, and pills, and yucky supplements.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sy2-ybhwycI/AAAAAAAAAEc/vUqnnDfAty8/s1600-h/samson3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sy2-ybhwycI/AAAAAAAAAEc/vUqnnDfAty8/s320/samson3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, that was quite awhile ago, back in November. But poor Samson has had trouble shaking his cold. He still sneezes sometimes, and for awhile he seemed to be getting worse again, but luckily he seems a bit better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Even though he is still a bit sneezey,&amp;nbsp; he has sure come a long way from the timid scared and abandoned kitty he was when he first came here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Now, Samson loves to play with me, and we wrestle and chase all the time! Sometimes he bites too hard, and uses his claws too much, but I just let him cause he is still learning how to be a happy kitty like me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sy25vVmcfyI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ks_7IPktbH4/s1600-h/samson2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sy25vVmcfyI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ks_7IPktbH4/s320/samson2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He is no longer timid, except for with Lexy, cause he knows she is in charge, and not to bug her. And he now loves to cuddle with me and Mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mommy says he looks like a lion mated with a squirrel! He is really soft too, and has a super fluffy tail. Sometimes he steps on it cause its so long and poofy! He chases and plays with it too. Mommy calls him Silly Sam when he does that. He likes to play with strings a lot, and tries to lick Mommy's hair at night even though she hates that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I hope you liked hearing about Samson! He is now my bestest buddy, and soon to be my brother! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-8730110337899686119?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/8730110337899686119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-samson.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/8730110337899686119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/8730110337899686119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-samson.html' title='Hello Samson!'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sy25u0nS3sI/AAAAAAAAAD0/He7ozRDtkYA/s72-c/samson1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-2092352248565456165</id><published>2009-12-18T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T18:02:14.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's Lexy!</title><content type='html'>Sorry I took so long to introduce the two other kitties who live here! I meant to do it ealier in the week, but I got so busy playing and cuddling, and forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will talk about Lexy first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Syws3oAAEqI/AAAAAAAAAC0/WyDZW7Pkdt4/s1600-h/Lexy1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Syws3oAAEqI/AAAAAAAAAC0/WyDZW7Pkdt4/s320/Lexy1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Lexy is a foster kitty living here with Mommy and me. She has been here a looooooooooooooooooong time! Since mid may!&amp;nbsp; She is a BIG kitty! Much bigger than me! And Mommy says she looks like a cow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Syws_ch3OTI/AAAAAAAAADE/9VrvJEbfb20/s1600-h/Lexy4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Syws_ch3OTI/AAAAAAAAADE/9VrvJEbfb20/s320/Lexy4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She has big pretty eyes, and they are always open wide, so she usually looks like she is surprised! And she may look like a cow, but she sure doesn't moo! She has the funniest little meow, it is really just a high-pitched squeak. Mommy wants to make a recording of it cause it makes her laugh a lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sywsz4QXBCI/AAAAAAAAACs/UK7uEH-_9ho/s1600-h/Lady+Lexy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sywsz4QXBCI/AAAAAAAAACs/UK7uEH-_9ho/s320/Lady+Lexy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Lexy can be a pain sometimes, cause she says she is the boss of everyone except Mommy. And since she is so big, when she is acting bossy, it's hard to ignore! Sometime we don't get along, because I am so playful, and always try to get her to play too, and Mommy says she needs to play more to lose some weight, but Lexy doesn't like to play with me EVER, except maybe to chase me around and smack my butt as I pass her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Syws7lBqKkI/AAAAAAAAAC8/dmGBknlSgH4/s1600-h/Lexy2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Syws7lBqKkI/AAAAAAAAAC8/dmGBknlSgH4/s320/Lexy2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;She likes to play by herself though, with her favorite little meerkat toy, or a twist tie. And Lexy LOVES to be up high where she can see everyone. Especially when the bunnies are out playing, so she can hide from them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;She can get up on top of the kitchen cupboards, and on top of the huge bookshelves, even though she isn't allowed. Now she mostly hides out on top of our kitty tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sywyv14D1kI/AAAAAAAAADU/4saFNq1KUQI/s1600-h/cat+tree3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sywyv14D1kI/AAAAAAAAADU/4saFNq1KUQI/s320/cat+tree3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Lexy can be very nice sometimes, and she loves getting attention from Mommy. Lately you can almost always find her on Mommy's bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/SywtEPNAUVI/AAAAAAAAADM/uiS_f-Zrco4/s1600-h/Lexy+Snuggles.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/SywtEPNAUVI/AAAAAAAAADM/uiS_f-Zrco4/s320/Lexy+Snuggles.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;At night, Lexy sleeps beside Mommy, curled in her arms, and I like to sleep either on Mommy's tummy, or between her knees. Samson sleeps at the end of the bed if Lexy doesn't go sleep there later on, or else Samson sleeps under the bed in the box spring. Yes, he sleeps IN the box spring. But more about him later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/SywzB1jb4uI/AAAAAAAAADc/tjNc-qOe5iY/s1600-h/lexy+cat+tree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/SywzB1jb4uI/AAAAAAAAADc/tjNc-qOe5iY/s320/lexy+cat+tree.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Lexy may not be with us much longer. A friend of Mommy's sister, who lives in Toronto wants to adopt Lexy after Christmas! Hurrah! She will be a GREAT Mommy to Lexy, and even though my Mommy will miss Lexy a whole lot, she knows that Lexy will be really happy there. And this way, Lexy won't have to go in a cage to look for a furrever home, cause she HATES being in a cage! So after Christmas, hopefully the nice lady will be able to adopt Lexy, and then we will still hear about her, and see pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I hope you liked hearing about Lexy! Even though she can be bossy, she is very nice, and very pretty, and very very squeaky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Next time you will learn about Samson! He is still a foster cat, but Mommy says she is going to adopt him too! Maybe I will let him write on here sometime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-2092352248565456165?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/2092352248565456165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2009/12/heres-lexy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/2092352248565456165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/2092352248565456165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2009/12/heres-lexy.html' title='Here&apos;s Lexy!'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Syws3oAAEqI/AAAAAAAAAC0/WyDZW7Pkdt4/s72-c/Lexy1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-8631432096472633290</id><published>2009-12-18T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T17:25:16.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAUGHT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/SywpiG8I-0I/AAAAAAAAACU/dtfx0u-9dQ8/s1600-h/IMG000025.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/SywpiG8I-0I/AAAAAAAAACU/dtfx0u-9dQ8/s320/IMG000025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, I admit it, I love Samson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mommy caught us snuggling on the couch and couldn't find a camera, so she used the webcam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/SywpjjeP6II/AAAAAAAAACc/Xrh_nVy0Yzw/s1600-h/IMG000023.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/SywpjjeP6II/AAAAAAAAACc/Xrh_nVy0Yzw/s320/IMG000023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know it may LOOK like we are spooning...but we are totally not! I swear! We are both dudes! I love him like a brother...and brothers can cuddle right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/SywpkwVAJsI/AAAAAAAAACk/nf-q8qlAtEs/s1600-h/IMG000024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/SywpkwVAJsI/AAAAAAAAACk/nf-q8qlAtEs/s320/IMG000024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mommy says that her big Chistmas gift to me and herself is to adopt Samson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;See, Mommy feels bad cause she let the other foster kitty that I LOVED go, and even though she got adopted right away, and got a wonderful home, we were super close. Her name was Moxie, and she was pure black, teeny weeny, and had siamese in her. So she had pretty slanted eyes, and was super slim and cute. She was spayed right before she came here to be fostered, but that didn't stop me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We well...there may be kittens reading, so I won't be graphic, but we were TOGETHER. And we always cuddled and snuggled, and groomed. I miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Samson may not be Moxie, but he IS a good cuddle buddy. Mommy is just mad she didn't get pictures of what came before those ones! Samson and I were grooming eachother's faces, and then we were wrestling and Samson kept biting me, so I smacked him, and he said sorry and curled up behind me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Just don't go telling people I am a sissy kitty, cause Samson is JUST my adopted brudder. I love him, but in you know, a brother way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-8631432096472633290?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/8631432096472633290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2009/12/caught.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/8631432096472633290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/8631432096472633290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2009/12/caught.html' title='CAUGHT!'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/SywpiG8I-0I/AAAAAAAAACU/dtfx0u-9dQ8/s72-c/IMG000025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-5751774429240006559</id><published>2009-12-09T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T18:46:57.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santy Paws is Coming!</title><content type='html'>It's getting close to Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know how I am so sure? Mommy went shopping and got presents for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She came home the other night, after she had bought our yummy food, and food for the bunnies and rats, but there was MORE! I heard jingly toys, and Mommy was being all sneaky, and not letting me see. Then she went and got the stockings she made us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine has a big M on it, and a nice green mousie since I love them. The foster cats share one, it has an F on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/SyBYyWoM-hI/AAAAAAAAABU/cUYa2cIinrI/s1600-h/cats+stockings.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/SyBYyWoM-hI/AAAAAAAAABU/cUYa2cIinrI/s320/cats+stockings.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The bunnies have their own too, with a little bunny face on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/SyBY6vA4D1I/AAAAAAAAABc/J3gq7IcllHw/s1600-h/Bunnies+stocking.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/SyBY6vA4D1I/AAAAAAAAABc/J3gq7IcllHw/s320/Bunnies+stocking.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even the rats get one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/SyBZEg_ppII/AAAAAAAAABk/SbR4LNodaKI/s1600-h/Ratties+stocking.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/SyBZEg_ppII/AAAAAAAAABk/SbR4LNodaKI/s320/Ratties+stocking.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us cats were gathered around while Mommy tried to hide the toys in our stockings without us seeing them. But we did! I saw all sorts of fun little toys, and the bunnies got a bunch too, but I might try and steal some if Lola isn't looking hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rats got mostly treats, and wreaths made of cheerios and dried fruit, and nuts in the shell, but yesterday Mommy came home from work really excited, and said she got a package!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, Mommy always takes forever on a ratty forum called Rat Shack, and she was in their Secret Santa this year. Yesterday she got her presents and geez those rats got spoiled! The person who sent the gifts to Mommy was a really nice lady who runs a rat rescue, her name is Chelle. She helps LOTS of poor ratties in Guelph and around there, just like Mommy's other friend, Lindy, but Lindy lives in London where I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the card, Mommy got 4 scratch Lotto cards, but she didn't let me help her scratch them at all! No fair! She did win $2 on one card, and $1 on the other, and Mommy says free money is free money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the ratties, there were very special hammocks, made just for them by Chelle! Chelle know that Mommy likes Dinosaurs, and it was sort of a joke or something, so Chelle made three Dino print hammocks! One flat hammock, one pocket hammock, and one tube hammock, and there were three more just like them but in a pretty snowman/snowflake pattern! What lucky rats! Lexy is helping to show them off here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/SyBdi7pNE2I/AAAAAAAAABs/1tQxE7doEVY/s1600-h/SS+ratshack3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/SyBdi7pNE2I/AAAAAAAAABs/1tQxE7doEVY/s320/SS+ratshack3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also got a really nice hanging parrot toy for their cage. They sure love that hanging toy, and were trying to get at it all night. It was fun to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/SyBdzMG80tI/AAAAAAAAAB8/QprEOqFJPzQ/s1600-h/SS+ratshack1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/SyBdzMG80tI/AAAAAAAAAB8/QprEOqFJPzQ/s320/SS+ratshack1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also got some jingly balls that I wanna steal! Here is one of them in the cage, the rest got hidden and stashed around the cage right away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/SyBd4lvMjlI/AAAAAAAAACE/B01EWJjKDbA/s1600-h/SS+ratshack2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/SyBd4lvMjlI/AAAAAAAAACE/B01EWJjKDbA/s320/SS+ratshack2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is me looking at the ratties.Their cage is HUGE! Its taller than Mommy, but Mommy hates when I jump on top of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/SyBdrnJq0dI/AAAAAAAAAB0/3zbVakGbV4M/s1600-h/Monty+with+rats.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/SyBdrnJq0dI/AAAAAAAAAB0/3zbVakGbV4M/s320/Monty+with+rats.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are Luna and Asta looking at me from the bottom part of their cage. They have their own BOAT! Lucky ratties. But they aren't as spoiled as me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/SyBd_zn2P5I/AAAAAAAAACM/j1703VWadLM/s1600-h/rats+by+a+boat%21.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/SyBd_zn2P5I/AAAAAAAAACM/j1703VWadLM/s320/rats+by+a+boat%21.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and in case you were wondering, I will introduce the rats, and the other foster kitties in another post, but for now, so that you know, the rats are named Cinder, Asta, Luna, Sola, and Dhara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't wait until I can open my stocking, and eat lots of treats, and get lots of pets and snuggles, and maybe if I'm lucky I will even get to see Santy Paws! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-5751774429240006559?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/5751774429240006559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2009/12/santy-paws-is-coming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/5751774429240006559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/5751774429240006559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2009/12/santy-paws-is-coming.html' title='Santy Paws is Coming!'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/SyBYyWoM-hI/AAAAAAAAABU/cUYa2cIinrI/s72-c/cats+stockings.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-3319063658671273725</id><published>2009-12-08T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T20:43:54.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bunny Chasing</title><content type='html'>Tonight I had lots of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy is trying to find a new roommate, because the one who lives here is moving out at the end of this month. So when she got home from working, she was cleaning and cleaning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bunny pen was all messy AGAIN, cause Lola the girl bunny, refuses to poop and pee in the litter box, even though her husbun, Benny does. So of course Mommy let the bunnies have their playtime while she cleaned it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love bunny time! The other kitties sure don't, they hide from the bunnies, but I like to run with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy bunny is Benny. His nickname is Super Bunny though, and on his pen, Mommy made a sign that says Super Bunny Headquarters! He is all black with one floppy ear. Mommy got him last spring. When she got him, his name was Bella and she was told he was a girl! Can you believe that! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;At first we got along really well, Benny always wants to play with me, and he has always lived with kitties, so he isn't afraid at all. But then, he got a little TOO interested in me, and well...he...this is hard to admit, but he was HUMPING me! ME! A BOY kitty! When Mommy saw him doing that, at first she laughed really hard, and I was just laying there staring at her asking for help! But she DID rescue me, and she flipped Benny on his back and realized that Bella was indeed a BOY bunny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sx8oswh1i0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/zHw6rdE0WZE/s1600-h/Benny7.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sx8oswh1i0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/zHw6rdE0WZE/s320/Benny7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after that Benny got nootered right away so he would leave me alone, but I still don't really trust him. ESPECIALLY if I have my back turned to him. He hasn't tried it once since he was nootered, but still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after that I still played lots with Benny, but he can sure be a pest! He would follow me everywhere, and always want me to lick his nose and ears, and want to cuddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sx8pFMyftxI/AAAAAAAAAA8/m0J_Klm9SIM/s1600-h/Benny4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sx8pFMyftxI/AAAAAAAAAA8/m0J_Klm9SIM/s320/Benny4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy saw that Benny really needed a friend, so she started her long search for the perfect wifey for him. Finally, this Tocktober she saw an ad for a spayed female bunny needing a home. She told the people that she would only adopt her if Benny liked her. Well not even 5 minutes after they met, Benny was in LOVE with her! He was licking her, and rubbing on her, and very happy, so Mommy adopted her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sx8pdMrTxYI/AAAAAAAAABE/yHnR-TXBEyQ/s1600-h/Lola+3%28OH%29.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sx8pdMrTxYI/AAAAAAAAABE/yHnR-TXBEyQ/s320/Lola+3%28OH%29.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name is Lola, and even though at first she wasn't as lovey dovey as Benny was, they were living in the same cage in less than a week. Mommy says thats amazing, cause some bunnies can take weeks, or even months to bond and live together! Now Lola LOVES Benny, and she has him whipped! I always see them laying with their noses touching, and kissing and licking eachother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sx8ppEDevvI/AAAAAAAAABM/LvLZ0tmGtXg/s1600-h/Lola2+%28OH%29.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sx8ppEDevvI/AAAAAAAAABM/LvLZ0tmGtXg/s320/Lola2+%28OH%29.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like Lola, we play THoE in the hallway, and she likes to throw toys and make noise, just like me! The other night, she picked up one of my favorite toys and was running with it, so I was chasing her! I just LOVE to run and chase! Lola is very pretty, but very messy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we did lots of running, and when I got tired I just lay down and watched them make Mommy crawl around all over trying to get them back in the pen.&amp;nbsp; Mommy says Lola is naughty, but I think she is funny! She goes under the bookshelves and all the places she is not allowed, and she ate the seam on the couch cushion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Mommy finally got the bunnies back in their pen, I had fun playing with E, Mommy's roommate. With Mommy I like to cuddle and get belly rubs and lick her, but with E, I like to play rough, and have her push me around and tickle me and roll me over and throw me up in the air! Some kitties might not like that, but I LOVE it! Whenever E tries to go do something else (What else IS there to do other than play with ME?) I follow her and meow and meow and purr and loud as I can! Then she will usually keep playing with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you like the bunnies as much as I do! Time for me to go make Mommy make a lap for me and rub my belly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-3319063658671273725?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/3319063658671273725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2009/12/bunny-chasing.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/3319063658671273725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/3319063658671273725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2009/12/bunny-chasing.html' title='Bunny Chasing'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sx8oswh1i0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/zHw6rdE0WZE/s72-c/Benny7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-1175555259852381586</id><published>2009-12-08T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T20:11:12.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Henry</title><content type='html'>Hello again!&lt;br /&gt;It was so nice to read all those great comments everyone left! I really did get a wonderful home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I have been super happy at night, cause Mommy is letting us sleep in her room again. For the past month, we have been locked out of there! The nerve of my Mommy! Doesn't she know that kitties HAVE to be allowed everywhere they want? She said it was cause one of her rats, Henry, her only neutered boy,&lt;br /&gt;was really old and was getting really sick. Because of that, she let him be free in the room. He would sleep with her at night, and cuddle her, and kiss her, and burrow in her blankies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sx8iMsdedoI/AAAAAAAAAAc/3wZs5uuc0u0/s1600-h/Henry+on+his+Birthday.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sx8iMsdedoI/AAAAAAAAAAc/3wZs5uuc0u0/s320/Henry+on+his+Birthday.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me sad to not be able to sleep with her, but I met Henry lots of time, she said he was her favorite, but not to tell her 5 girl rats. He was a very nice rat, and never nipped, or got into any trouble at all! We never messed with him either, cause even though he was nice, he was BIG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a black ratty with little white socks, and a white tummy. She got him from a rat rescue that she knows through a really great rat forum called the ratshack, at www.jorats.com. He was already neutered when she got him, and he was already a year old. Henry had lived with another boy rat, but that boy rat died, and Henry refused to go with ANY other boys, so he got neutered and came to live with my Mommy and her harem of 5 girl rats! He was very happy, and I know my Mommy loved him very very much. She even had a birthday party for him when he turned 2 in August!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sx8iVUq_H8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/QNtXCZpkSMk/s1600-h/Happy+Birthday+Henry%21.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sx8iVUq_H8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/QNtXCZpkSMk/s320/Happy+Birthday+Henry%21.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, early last Monday morning, Nov 30th, Henry woke up my Mommy when he fell between his ramp and the end table. Mommy grabbed him right away, but his lungs were already really really bad, and the medicines hadn't been working much. She thinks that the fall knocked the wind out of him, and he panicked and almost died. Mommy was sooo scared, I could hear her crying through the door, so I meowed to her asked her what was wrong, but she was too busy to tell me. She had to do CPR and mouth to mouth on Henry, and she got him breathing again, but he was still gasping really bad. She took him to the bathroom and made it REALLY steamy in there. (When we have a cold or our chest is full of junk, Mommy takes us in for a steam bath and we feel better.) Well, Mommy got him breathing normally again, but she still called her father and got him to take her to the Emergency V-e-t, since it was 5am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The v-e-t looked at poor Henry and said that his lungs were just not absorbing oxygen much anymore, and he was really really sick, and wouldn't live much longer. I wish I could have gone, I would have kissed Mommy and licked her hands like I always do, but she didn't let me go....which I guess I don't mind too much, since I HATE the v-e-t. Mommy was very sad, but decided to let Henry go peacefully, instead of gasping for air, and scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sx8jVAOULBI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ax-uP3ymtw4/s1600-h/babyhenry.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sx8jVAOULBI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ax-uP3ymtw4/s320/babyhenry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Mommy has been really sad lately, so obviously she NEEDS us to lay on her all night, and lick her yummy salty skin. She tells me I always make her happy, and I'm glad, cause living here makes me happy too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-1175555259852381586?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/1175555259852381586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2009/12/foster-cats.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/1175555259852381586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/1175555259852381586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2009/12/foster-cats.html' title='Goodbye Henry'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sx8iMsdedoI/AAAAAAAAAAc/3wZs5uuc0u0/s72-c/Henry+on+his+Birthday.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841485982950011519.post-4008963016853681534</id><published>2009-12-07T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T22:58:23.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing Me, Monty Graycat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sx3wBicm-jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-d7uBIs9bZ8/s1600-h/Monty1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412746236386540082" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sx3wBicm-jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-d7uBIs9bZ8/s320/Monty1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's me, mister Monty Graycat. I am an almost 3 year old handsome boy if I do say so myself, and I live the good life now in London Ontario Canada with my Mommy, her roommate, and an apartment full of animals. I didn't always live the good life though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember much of my young life, but when I was only a few months old, my sister, another cat, and I were abandoned on a country road near Kitchener. Luckily, a very nice lady found us almost right away, and she took us in to her small farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got us all "Fixed", though personally, I think I was already perfect. We lived in her barn, and caught her mousies, and birdies, and I was a good boy, but sadly she had to sell her farm, she said cause of the&amp;nbsp; "econommy". I think that sounds like something I would eat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, all three of us got taken to the Humane society. I was NOT happy! I was used to having freedom, and hunting, and getting lots of love and play time! There were lots of scared cats there, and some sick ones, and people would come and go all day long. Some people would look in at me and my sister, but they always walked away, I think we looked too miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day, someone came, and said "We'll take these poor guys back with us" and we went on a long car trip to London. My sister and I both went to a nice house that had some other kitties there, and a really nice lady gave me lots of love. She said she loved me, but I was only here for a little while until I got my furrever home. After I was happy again, and not scared or sad, I had to leave her, and go to a different place that had some cages, but not as many as the Humane Society. They said to be brave and look sweet, and maybe I could get a furrever home, and I tried, but after awhile, I was scared and sad again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was last March. My mommy had just moved into an apartment, and she was terribly missing her old kitty, Timmy, who had died in September when he was 17 years old. Now that's an OLD kitty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy saw an ad on some website called kijiji asking for foster homes for Animal Love Foundation. Mommy knew she would LOVE to foster kitties and really wanted to help, and knew she would find her next kitty through them, and could help others on the way. So that march,  I came to her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was her first foster kitty. Right away, I loved her and she loved me. I was happy to get lots of loving, and a long hallway to run, and LOTS of toys! There was also another kitty, a little one named Hobbes who was orange and very weird, but I liked him. We would always wrestle and chase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few months, Mommy had to tell the Animal Love Foundation that she was keeping me, and there was no way to stop her! Normally, they don't let you adopt your very first foster, since it's so hard to let us cute kitties go, but they trusted her and let me stay! I was so happy, I finally had my furrever home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that is how I landed in the lap of luxury.&lt;br /&gt;I live in a full apartment though, with me, two foster cats named Lexy and Samson, two bunnies named Lola and Benny, and 5 ratties that I just LOVE to watch run around in their huge cage! Sadly Hobbes went to live with my Mommy's roommate's parents, but I still have lots of fun without him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write more about them next time, and more about what an awesome guy I am!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5841485982950011519-4008963016853681534?l=montygraycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/feeds/4008963016853681534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2009/12/introducing-me-monty-graycat.html#comment-form' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/4008963016853681534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841485982950011519/posts/default/4008963016853681534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://montygraycat.blogspot.com/2009/12/introducing-me-monty-graycat.html' title='Introducing Me, Monty Graycat'/><author><name>Monty Graycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10211261335214205382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smp45tnCNtg/Sx3wBicm-jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-d7uBIs9bZ8/s72-c/Monty1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry></feed>
