Bacon Caturday!

Well, today are Caturday which means it are Bacon Time!  We wuz three very happy kitties (and two happy pupses too).

Angelique are copyin Crockett's bacon pose - paws out and ready to swipe dat tasty bacon.

Cept she keeps her tongue in.

Ok, da bacon wuz delishus!  What's for dinner???

Oh, and momma says dis reminds her of me.  Not dat anyone round here are a vegematarian.  And I do think it must be some kinda magical animal.

Snow Day Ham!

Well, it wuzn't teknikally Snow Day Bacon™, but none of us are gonna complain bout Snow Day Ham.

We had inches and inches of da white stuff - does Mother Nature not know dat we are in Texas and dat in are now March?  We ain't sposed to be havin to put up wif dis stuff.  Da change in da barometrical preshure yesterday wuz makin me crazy, I just kept meowin non-stop.  I are better today.  See momma, ya shoulda fed me some ham yesterday, MOL MOL!

Da snows are startin to melt now, all I know is I are happy I are inside and not havin to deal wif dat cold stuffs.

Wordless Wednesday

Happy Texas Independence Day!

Happy Texas Independence Day y'all!  Being da Lone Star Cats, we's celebratin here.  Way back in 1836 (dat are even before our peeps wuz alive) Texas declared independence from Mexico.  Texas wuz it's own country for almost 10 years, wif presidents, legislatures, da whole thing.  My peeps' family wuz here in Texas when it happened, dey are 7th (or 6th in da case of Crockett's momma) generayshun Texans.   

Me and Crockett were named after defenders of the Alamo, William Barret Travis and Davy Crockett.  

We think this means we should get to celebrate today wif some good Texas BBQ, but judgin by da rainy weather, dat one ain't gonna happen.

Either Crockett are expressin his opinion on da lack of BBQ or he are echoin his namesake who said "You may all go to Hell and I will go to Texas" by givin a razzberry.

And here are some music to celebrate wif:

Sunday Selfies

Crockett tongue fans rejoice - he decided to give y'all a big ol razzberry for his selfie.

Angelique are really learnin how to pose pretty.  Look at dat selfie.  Ya just can't beat dose intents eyes, can ya??  I bet Feline Vogue are gonna be callin soon.  Step aside Kim Kardashian, Angelique are da new #selfiequeen.
 

And dis are a selfie dat says "What da meow?  No bacon for breakfast??"  Yeah, dat are right, no bacon for breakfast.  Crockett's momma made a lemony tangerine coffee cake instead.  Which I tried to lick da glaze off of, but wuzn't allowed to.  And last night da mommas made brown butter toffee blondies (da link are da recipe if your peeps are interested - my peeps use pecans instead of walnuts though).  And ya think dey woulda shared since y'all know how I luvs me some butter.  But nope, no sharin there either.

I heard talk bout seafood enchiladas tonite - maybe I can get a lil bit of da shrimp or crawfish if I show dem my cutest squee-face.  I think I are gonna go practice.

Bacon Caturday!

Well, we finally got our bacon dis mornin - it wuz bout time!  And it wuz delishus too.  Angelique got in a lil bit of trubble for attemptin to swipe at my momma's biscuit.  Momma may share her bacon, but she do not share her biscuits.  Course, dat are nuffin compared to da big ol stinky dat Finley left in our room, guess somepup doesn't like havin to do her bizness on da ice.  Hopefully da ice will melt soon so dat won't be an is-shoe.  I don'ts even use da litter box in my room.  Angelique and Crockett do though, but I never does unless it are an emergency.  Ya can't blame me for not wantin to live wif da stench, bacon (and cat food!) don't smell too great da second time round.

Snow??

Yup, we gots it.  And more has come down since my momma took dis picture.  It's been snowin since 9 AM and is still goin.  Snow Day Bacon?  No, we don't gots dat.  Which I think are just plain nutso.  Maybe not as nutso as Crockett's daddy tryin to go into work today, he was back home at bout 11.  

Momma said dat I wuz gonna get some sossidge tonite since she are makin pizza, so we has no room to complain.

Dat razzberry are what Crockett thinks of my momma and her lameo excooses.

I's waitin for dat sossidge, ya can tell how alert I are.

And pretty lil Angelique are takin a break from nurse duty.  Her momma are still kinda sick, she are not as bad as she wuz, but it must be some kinda nasty flu.  I asked if she wuz sick enuf to where she'd gimme her pizza tonite, but I don't think dat one are gonna work.