Computer boxes

Laura gots a new computer. Thats not the good part. WE got the good part. BOXES~~~~

Hensley staked the small one, and then he decided he wanted the big one too.

We sure likes these boxes.

Since Hensley is bigger, he gets to be king of the big box.

New shirt.

Laura got a new shirt, so I tried it on. I thinks I looks good on it.

Hensley thinks it brings out his eyes.

Been bad

Laura got this note on her door when she came home.

I haz a confession. I was bad.

Yup. I admit it. And now, Laura does no let me on the patio. Feels sorry for me?

Grandma's house for the weekend

Laura had to go play with a baby this weekend, so we got to go to Grandmas!!! We loves going to Grandma's! We get to seez Uncle Rufus, and play with Grandpa and grandma and get spoiled rotten!

Grandma gave us some CatNip. Fresh, straight from the garden. I loved it!!!

Grandma says I got "schnockered." I says I was just cute.

Grandma said to make myself comfortable. So I did. Right in Uncle Rufus' box. He snoopervised; he's Siamese too, you know.

Hensley got some sun bathing in. He says it was just his halo glowing.

We loved the fire. We kept looking for Santa, cause that's where he comes from. But we did no see him.

Grandma treats me like the Princessa I iz. She gaves me mani/pedis.

Then she grabbed Hensley. But Hensley is a boy. He does not understand manicures.

Maybe we does no like Grandma.

But I'm not Irish.

This little guy showed up this morning.

Then Hensley shouted "Happy St. Patricks Day!!!" He did a dance that he called a jig. This little guy stumbled up to me and said "Kiss me! I'm Irish!"

Kiss you? Just cause you're Irish?!?!

Hensley kissed him, cause he's Irish.

"Top of the morning" and all that.

Since Hensley is Irish he knows all about St. Patricks Day.

Him and Hensley had a grand chat over a few pints.

Hensley is good friends with that little lepricat now. He doesn't say much, but Hensley seems to like him.

So I said I would join in the festivities. Any reason to celebrate, right?

***Belch*** But maybe I hadz too much green beer. Siamese are not Irish, you see

Uncle Hart

Uncle Hart says a special day is coming up tomorrow.

I wonders what he is talking about.

Silly Hart. Is just Wednesday tomorrow.

Boxing

Laura brought me home a box to play with. I luvs boxes.

So I had to check it out.

The box started moving!

A Hensley popped out!

I told him it is not his. He said he can read, so I told him to read to me what the box says.

It says "Hensley's Box."

Mousie

This is my mousie. I loves him. He gets so silly and I has to chase him every morning. He tries to hide, but I find him. Then I kisses him and washes his face.

New amusement

Laura brought home a new toy for us. She says it is not for us, but we know it is for us. She put it outside.

She said iz birdseed. For the birds. Is that what those little bugga's are?

So now we sits and waits and watches and watches. And then we watches some more. See da birdie? We does! New friend. Bet he would be tasty.

Iz Handsome.

Cessa isn't the only one around here who is nice to look at. I am the main attraction. Not her. See my photo shoot?

Wait, I gotz an itch...

Ok, and here's my other handsome side.

She is not the only one with a georgous tail. Hmph.