CREWS' VIEWS

Eavesdropping on the Aunts

MISTY

George usually talks about our Blurpy Girl but I want to talk about her too!!

Mom says The Crew are Aunts & Uncles and we have to be careful around the Blurpy Girl when she visits. That means no stepping on her and no licking her food or those bottles with the funny things on them that she drinks from.

Tipp, what do Aunts have to do?

TIPPER

I'm not really sure. I've never been one before now.

Maybe Aunts play with you and teach you everything you need to know. Like what color collar to wear or the best way to catch a flying feather. But wait a minute, I don't think Blurpy's play with feathers.

MISTY

Maybe Aunt's play mousie with you or throw a glitter ball for you to chase!!

TIPPER

Well, I've seen Blurpy's toys and there aren't any we'd like. They don't smell like catnip and some of them make loud noises and play music! Plus remember that time she chased me under the table? I don't know if I want to get too close to her 'cause I don't think she knows how to play with anything but baby toys yet. Maybe we should just watch Mom and do what she does.

MISTY

Right. (nods head in agreement) Mom's always knows what to do.

Happy Purrthday Mom Robyn

Today is The Hotties Mom, Mom Robyn's (over at House of the Mostly Black Cats) purrthday.

The Cat Blogosphere just wouldn't be the same without all her hard work.

Won't everyone stop by and wish her the happiest of purrthdays!!

Best Wishes Skittles & Sly

Skittles the Huntress and Slycat were married this past weekend. We wish them much happiness and a long life together.

Here is our gift to them, which is a perfect representation of two cats in love. We hope they remember their wedding day each time they look at this sculpture.

Happy Purrthday George

GEORGE

Today is my purrthday and I'm 12 years old. Dad says I'm a geezer cat and according to the chart Tipper & Max showed on their purrthday post, I'm 64 in human years. That makes me older than Mom or Dad. How can that be? I'm their son...I can't be older than them!

Well, since I'm 64, maybe I should start thinking about retiring.

After undergoing my intensive training for the past 6 years, I think Tipper might be ready to take over my responsibilities soon. Naturally I would retain my position as Senior Cat but turn over the daily challenges of running our household to her. With Max at her side, I'm confident everything would be under control. Of course, I'd be available for consultation in between my naps. (Note to Tipp: Please make an appointment in advance with my secretary. She has my napping schedule.)

Ahhhh...just think of it friends. If I was retired I would only have to work if Dad needed my help with a special project. I could spend all day resting and watching birdies & squirrels in the yard. When I got hungry I'd stroll over to the bowl for a bite then take a nap under the quilt on the big bed.

MOM

You already do that.

GEORGE

Excuse me. Just whose purrthday post is this!!!

MOM

Sorry. Go on.

GEORGE

(ahem) As I was saying, if I was retired I'd have time to work on some new art projects I've been thinking about and could do more visiting. Then, of course, there's Misty's training that has to be finished. Since Tipper & Max would be busy all day running the house, I'd have to step in and spend more time with Misty.

But wait a minute. Misty wears me out! She has lots of friends that come over and has so much energy she's always running around, jumping & playing. And she teleports all over the world to do her visiting! How could I keep up with her and still get my rest?

Hmmm....maybe I should rethink this retiring thing.

While I think about that, won't everyone enjoy some cake & ice cream with me?

A Few Soothing Words for Mom

GEORGE

Mom is very upset and has been ranting & raving. What's wrong, you ask? Remember when that mouse ran into her closet before we could get it? Well, she saw it again last night.

MOM

Yes, I live in a house with 4...count them...4 cats and 1 husband and I end up having to get the mouse! Does that seem right to you?

GEORGE

Now calm down, Mom...calm down. Remember your blood pressure. Why don't you rest for a minute while I tell the story.

Several times in the past week, Mom has seen or heard us chasing the mouse. Actually it was mostly Misty doing the chasing and she caught it several times. Anyway, one evening it was in the kitchen and Mom screamed for Dad to get it, but he missed and the mouse got away. Another night it was in the corner of the family room, but it escaped under the couch. This is one fast mouse, we're talking about here!

MOM

I just can't believe 4 cats can't kill 1 mouse! I think you're all fat, lazy and over-fed, that's what!!

MAX

Now just a minute, Mom...who are you calling fat?! I helped by watching Misty.

TIPPER

Yes, we were all helping Misty by encouraging her. It's not OUR fault she didn't kill it!

MISTY

Hey, wait a second...are you trying to blame this on ME? At least I caught it. You guys didn't do anything but watch!

GEORGE

(ahem) If I could get back to my story, please.

Anyway, Misty cornered the mouse on several different occasions but didn't kill it. This is understandable 'cause she's young and still likes to play. That's why it got away each time before Dad could get it. Despite being captured several times, it was completely unharmed!

Finally last night when Mom heard Misty with the mouse again, Dad was already in bed. So she got the yellow broom from the closet and went to find Misty.

MISTY

Let me tell the rest now...let me tell it!! It was all very exciting. I had the mousie cornered under the desk in the living room and I was batting it around. Then it ran past me and suddenly, out of nowhere, comes this yellow broom. I was startled and jumped out of the way just in time. WHAM!! Mom whacked that mousie so hard he stopped moving. I never knew she could swing a broom like that!

Then, 'cause she was mad, she made Dad get up and he took my mousie away and flushed it down the toilet.

After that I took a nap.

MOM

It's a sad state of affairs when I have to get the mice around here! Maybe you all should go on diets so you lose some weight and have more energy.

MAX

Oh no (smacks paw on forehead) I knew it! The "D" word!!

GEORGE

Now Mom, let's not be hasty here. Before you get carried away and do something we'll all regret, why don't you sit and put your feet up for a while. Have a nice cup of catnip tea.

Mom, I'm sure I can speak for the entire Crew, and I think you'll agree with us that in the end, it doesn't really matter who got the mouse or who didn't. The important thing is that it's gone and you can rest easy now.

(Tipp, what's taking you so long with that tea?! Hurry up...and put an extra dose of 'nip in it or we'll all be starvation diets soon!!)