A Lovely New Resting Spot

Dear Mary Beth:

Thank you so much for clearing off the dining room table and making me my new resting spot!

Gretel

Recuperating...

What??? We all recuperate from the holidays in our own way!!

A Behind the Scenes Look

The making of a Christmas card. Just in case our humiliation wasn't complete, they decide to post these.

We managed to shed some blood along the way, not enough to cause major damage, but enough to make them remember the next time they might want to try this little stunt again.

MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL!!!

After this I'm pretty sure Dickon has a good argument about the definition of dignity!

If anyone would like a hard copy mailed to them please just email Dudley your name and address at dudthestud508 at gmail dot com.

Dignity Defined

Dear Dickon:

THIS



IS DIGNITY!

Signed.


George

Circus Dog

Dear Dickon -

What's the big deal about being able to sit up like that???? They think you are sooooooo cute, we just think you're a tool! We could do tricks like that but we have dignity. You might want to look that word up some time! Dogs can be so embarassing!

Signed
DUDLEY & FRIENDS

Hide and Seek

Haven't quite got a handle on this game yet!

Cinderslut, Revisited

Last weekend, she got a burst of energy and decided to clean the bathrooms. I got to help, just because I like to be with her (don't tell her that). She used some pretty toxic chemicals and got concerned about my little lungs but I'm a trooper and brave so I stayed and helped, while everyone else sat around sleeping. They used the excuse that they were helping the other one who was sick, but they are just L-A-Z-Y. This is me after all my hard work.

She is very upset that she didn't have a camera handy to take pictures of me on my hind legs watching her clean the toilet.

Happy Birthday, Mr. Andrew!

HAPPY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANDREW EUGENE!! It was a very good day when you had the Humane Society take you out of your cage and put you in my arms. Our mother is right when she says, "Everyone should have at least one Andrew in their life!"

This Time They Might Be Right...

Ok, I hate to admit this but in this they might be right...I think I might just be the cutest damned thing ever!!!

Could You Please Get The Hell Out of My Office?

***Explanation by Helen*** Andrew is relaxing in the sink not doing anything untoward like using it as a litter box. Knock wood, our cats only use the litter box.

Guilt Trip

Since they insist on this going to work business, Andrew and I have decided to do the guilt thing we do so well. This is the last thing they see as they go out the door.

How they leave us is beyond me? Hearts of stone!!

***Amended by Helen***

Not so much a heart of stone dude, we drag ouselves away from you every day. And as I point out to you every day, if you want to continue to live in the lush and spoiled manner you have become accustomed to, we have to work!

Canine Take Over

Yesterday, 12/7, was the patriarch's birthday and Dickon has taken over this post to show what a generous dog he is, giving Dad his gift. The gift in the bag over his arm. Too bad on one of them the photographer couldn't keep her hand steady :{

Cinderslut

Poor Cinderslut forced to not only travel in the car to the beach for the weekend but also has to help clean up the bird cages...

STEP AWAY FROM THE IPHONE

Seriously...STEP AWAY FROM THE IPHONE!!!!!!!!! These close up pictures of me while I sleep on your lap have to stop! I'm not that cute, well yeah I am, but stop anyway!

Vomiting Veronica

Okay, I have a weak stomach! This is not news, I have had a weak stomach forever. At least I do you the courtesy of vomiting in plain sight so that even if you don't see it you step in it and find it right away. Therefore, this business of calling me Vomiting Veronica is just plain insulting!

And seriously, this picture? Can't a man bathe in peace???

Why does she leave me every morning?

Gretel here. I think this going to work thing is so overrated. Every morning I watch her leave and think, she could stay home and read all day with me on her lap. Why does she choose this job thing???

They give the excuse that they have to in order for us felines to continue to live in the life style we have become accustomed to. I guess food and shelter are important, but I don't like it!

Recovering From The Holiday

Please shut off the noise and turn off the lights, it hurts!!!!!!

Thanksgiving With the Humans Was No Picnic

Dear George -

Quit your whining! I got to go with them for Thanksgiving and it was no fun on my end. First, on Wednesday, they incarcerated me in my carrier and drove me down so I could keep the idiot Dudley company. Does the idiot look like he needs company??

Then, they dump us in our room and go away for the entire day and night with NO instructions for anyone to feed us at 6PM like we are used to. Then when they finally decided to return at 12:30AM, you would think they would want to appease us and give us our missing dinner. However, in their infinite wisdom, they decided it was "too late", so they just gave us treats. Then on Thanksgiving, we got left alone again all day. She finally took pity on me and took a nap with me. Then they went off to eat Turkey without us, then they came in and incarcerated us again and drove us home where we had to share "our" turkey with you and Gretel. So as you can see from this picture, I had no fun.

I would have been happier if I got to stay with you!


Andrew Eugene

Turkey Day

Happy Thanksgiving to my humans! I think it gracious that I say this since you left me at home with the diva while the black and white boys get to go with you for the holiday. Please note that if you do not bring home a care package of turkey for me and Gretel we will knock over the tv and break it!!!!!!!!!!

OH MY GOD, WHAT IS IT??????

So I was at my beach resort for the weekend and minding my own business in a room I am sure someone will say I didn't belong to begin with. Next thing I know there is this giant dinosaur bird talking to me like the humans do waiting for me to talk back. What the hell is going on at this place, now the pets talk like the humans?????????

Mine All Mine

These toys are all mine and nobody else can touch them!

Please Don't Go To Work

Wouldn't you much rather stay here in bed with me where it's warm?????????

Happy Birthday! Mr. Dudley

Dear Dudley -

Happy Birthday, Dud! I can't believe it has already been six months since that day when we found you screaming your little head off in the garden. If you had asked me that day, the last thing on my mind was getting another cat. It was still under two months since I had lost Tig and I was just not ready. I strongly believe that Tig decided it was time for me to stop crying over her and she put you in that garden for me to find you.

When I think of how you fit in the palm of my hand just six months ago, I am amazed at what a healthy, somewhat spoiled, cat you have become. I was so scared I would hurt you, as I am sure you were when you stared up at the giant trying to feed you. You have changed our lives and surprisingly enough we adore you!

And now for your birthday post, a picture show to indicate just how far we have come in six short months.