No Pyewacket - you can't drive!

Get your motor runnin'
Head out on the highway
Lookin' for adventure
And whatever comes our way



Born to be wild...
Born to be wild...

Lord Byron got it just right

She walks in beauty like the night

Of cloudless climes and starry skies;

And all that's best of dark and bright

Meets in her aspect and her eyes:

Thus mellow'd to that tender light

Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

Do YOU have two friends called Brenda from Canada?

We do. The one who is actually living in Canada right now sent us this great youtube clip and then we found the follow up.

The neighbour who is outside edging his lawn was just staring up at our house as She was laughing out loud so much at the second clip. He must be wondering if She is laughing at him. No, She wishes someone would edge OUR lawn!

Tigger the FBI Cat - hard on the job

Tigger the FBI CAT - Secret Agent Training

I love Zoolatry. They care about me. My mom is too darn lazy. End of year reports, meetings with school executive staff to discuss her class for next year, two different pulled muscles and now finally the really lame excuse of shocking toothache over five weeks straight that ended forever today after a visit to the dentist.

Couldn't she make up better excuses than that? Really!

*shaking_head_in_disbelief* So here is what I have been up to this week (as helped by Zoolatry.)

Tigger has arrived at the J.Edgar Hoover building, official FBI headquarters in Washington, DC for more "secret agent" training.



Then, the trainees group moved on to Quantico (Virginia) for more intense training.



Tigger had to learn some "secret signals" and quickly discovered her tail would go up, go down, curl all around... signaling another agent of her intentions.

Their instructors also advised they have and maintain "secret hiding places" and Tigger found a very special one (left background of picture) but is hoping neither Pye nor Trixie discover it as well.

And tools were given out during training, like the "I Spy Eye" to help track runaway pawprints.

Lastly, all the trainees were told they must have "secret names"... Tigger is still pondering this dilemma...
and has only gotten so far as possibly the acronym "FIBCT"...
Fearless Incredible Bad-To-The-Bone Cat Tigger.

I am a happy kitty

Lovely Momo from Sydney has kindly given me an award. It made my day.

It was for:

"making the blog their own, staying with it, interacting with the readers, and just plain having fun."

Thank you so much!

Wordy Wednesday and my first Meme!

What bliss. She locked up the other two cats for me and NOBODY has licked the food before me. Oh, I'm in heaven!

You know my big boy who I own, well, he did this Meme for me. I got tagged by lovely Tybalt and super Momo. I now tag The Furry Bambinos. Here ya go:




• I like to eat daddy long leg spiders! Yummo!
• I dislike tradesmen – a whole bunch. I hide from them in very small places.
• I like running water, but I throw it up if they let me drink too much.
• I dislike Trixie. A lot.
• I like escaping out the front door and try to do it daily.
• I dislike whitebait fish in my canned cat food.
• I like single blades of grass SO much!

Here are the Meme rules:
* Link to the person who tagged you and post the rules on your blog
* Share 7 random and/or weird facts about yourself
* Tag 7 random people at the end of your post & include links to their blogs
* Let them know they’ve been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog

Mafia Movie Monday

Was that you I saw touching my bat?

We all went to a party in Italy to watch Italian movies. Here is us getting ready to go.



Look, did I say you could touch my bat with your curser? If you wake him up he flies all around and then he gets too tired to play with me.

Easy Like Sunday Morning

Pye and I - we like to nap together on my big boy's bed. I like Siameses.

Far Out Friday Road Trip

Dragan hasn't sold his pink BMW yet. But he did get paid tonight to drive some kids to their school "formal". I used my F.B.I. issue computer to get onto Google maps and give him directions to their house while he was on the car phone. Luckily he finished driving those teenagers really early and was able to bring the car over.

Pye got impatient while we were waiting and was leaning out the living room hollering out, "Dude! Where's my car?" I was so embarrassed. A neighbour was walking his woofie up our street and they stared at us!

Then... we went on a ROAD TRIP! Dragan said we could only borrow the car if we brought him back something to eat. So we got him...



Chinese food!

Oh and the two teenagers were dressed like fairies for their "formal" and their dresses dropped glitter all over the inside of the car. Dragan didn't bother to vacuum it before he lent it to us and now we have glitter stuck to our fur.

Race Day Tuesday

I had the day off today - it was our national horse race day. So I put on my fancy hat and was going to wear it to the track, but...



... *sniff* ... Pyewacket laughed at me.

Easy Like Sunday Morning

On my day off, I was sorting out my F.B.I. files and photos and I found this one from last month when She and Him went to Venice and they thought they left us safely at home. Look again!

Freaky Friday

I was snoopin' around a bit last night and I overheard Her on the phone to her friend Sylvia, talking about what us cats had been up to. Well, She said that cats whose names started with "T" had been jolly well perfect lately. H'mm, whoever said eavesdroppers never hear anything good about themselves? *smirk*

But Holy Halloweens! You should have heard what She was telling Sylvia about Pye. It was all about how Pye slaps her face in the middle of the night when she wants the covers lifted up. And then how Pye bunny kicks her every few minutes cause she wants more room.

She actually said she was glad she had the two of us, (Trixie and me) and it was lucky there was only ONE Siamese as sometimes they can be a BIT tricky!

Well, won't she get a surprise when she goes to make her cappuccino in the morning?