Thank You Spitty

The Mommie here: 

Before I started my blog a couple of months ago, I spend almost a year lurking on other blogs, wishing that I could do something that entertaining.  One of my favorite sites to visit during this "lurking" time was spittyspeaks.blogspot.com.  I was thrilled to find out today that Spitty had awarded me the Liebster Blog award.  Yes, I have received this award before, but as a new blogger, I love the awards, especially from someone whose blog I have admired.

Alot of blogs have already received this award.  I do not believe the five blogs I am nominating have, but if so, please forgive the repeat.


1.  rumble-bum.blogspot.com  The adventures of Diego and Rumbles.  Technically speaking, they have way more than the 200 or less followers, but I love their blog, so I am being a rebel and bending the rules! (Plus Callie has just a little bit of a crush on Diego, but don't tell her I told on her)

2. keas-fur-family.blogspot.com  Fuzzy Tales.  We are hoping that they will continue visiting as time allows.

3. corycattalks.blogspot.com  They were kind enough to give me alot of encouragement when I started.

4.  fortypaws.blogspot.com  Fellow Dallas residents - we Texans have to stick together!

5. maxthequiltcat.blogspot.com  They throw a great New Years Eve party!

Friday Songs by Callie

Today's song (which may get me killed yet!) is a redo of the Human's New Year Song "Auld Lang Syne".  My version of it is called "Old Senior Sassy".  For those of you who may not have seen Sassy's early post, she received a post card from the V-E-T this week about her "senior" exam.  Being the sweet and loving sisfur I am, I might have mentioned this to her a FEW times....

Could Old Senior Sassy remember squat,

And now needs reading glasses.

For this song she will surely swat,  

Hide from Old Senior Sassy.

Old Senior Sassy, she's an antique,

From Old Senior Sassy

We’ll hear the bones a creaking,

It's Old Senior Sassy.

(Oops, need to close the song now, Sassy is walking this way and she is not wearing her happy face!)

Remember to Sing Loud, Sing Long and Sing Often!

I Am Exhausted!

Let's see so far today I have:  rassled with Sassy,  had fun kicking out lots of litter onto the floor, composed a snarky song about Senior Sassy,  rassled some more with Sassy,  knocked Mom's stuff off of the table onto the floor,  spilled food out of my bowl, hid from Sassy after she found out about the song....whew.....

I am tired!

Wordless Wednesday: Die Evil Pink Thingie, Die!

I Would Like To Clear Something Up

I got something shocking in the mail today.  It was a reminder from the V-E-T about my annual examination.  Now, I knew this was coming up, that was not the shocker.  The card from the V-E-T said that starting this year, due to my "age" I would need a "senior"cat exam!  I am only seven years old!  That does not make me a senior cat, that makes me an "experienced" cat.

Trouble has been having a field day with this.  She is even planning a special "Senior Sassy" song for Friday.  Sheesh, little sisters.  Mommie, are you sure I can't put the bitey on her?

A Yucky New Experience

Yesterday I tried something new.  I had my first ever hairball problem!  And readers let me tell you, a hairball is not nearly as fun as a 'nip ball.

And then to add insult to injury, my Mommie made me take some kind of horrible hairball medicine.  It is advertised as being "salmon" flavored.  This is a case of clear cut false advertisement.  Trust me, a salmon has been no where near that %^& crap.  Oh man, I can still taste that stuff in my dreams!

Friday Songs With Callie (a.k.a. Trouble)

Today's song is of course a Christmas Song.  It used to be about a stinky old reindeer named Rudolf, but I improved upon it by making it about a kittycat, ME! 

Trouble, the pink-nosed kittycat

Had a very pretty nose.

And if you every saw her,

You would just goes “ohs!"

Her mean sisfur that Sassy

Used to laugh and call her names

She never let poor Trouble

Play any kittycat games.

Then one foggy Christmas Eve

Sassy came to say:

“Trouble, with your freeze dried noms,

Won’t you share your treats tonight?”

When Trouble stopped laughing

She shouted out with glee,

Sassy, you mean sisfur kittycat,

You’ll never get any treats!

Remember Sing Loud, Sing Long and Sing Often!

Merry Christmas Y'All