A Perfect Costume

This was Thompson's Halloween costume. He dressed up as a four legged black cat.

Halloween

Diego-san decided it's a good idea being a black cat on Halloween, to make himself appear as small as possible so as not to call unwanted attention upon himself.

Another Try

Still looking for someone to share box space with...

Peacemaker

I told Diego-san it sure would make for a more peaceful house if he'd be as nice to Theo as he is to Thompson. Diego-san said it would be nice if I'd mind my own business.

Sunday

Is obviously appropriately named.

Theo's Song

"Sunshine on my shoulders makes me happy..."

The Perfect Profile

Somebody is pretty proud of his boyish good looks.

SuperThompson

Thompson is just showing me what it might look like if he decided to launch himself at me for some reason.  The launch would occur without the couch however.

Vacancy

Plenty of room.  Come on in.

The Position

Sometimes the thing to do is sit in the main hallway in a pounce ready position in case a mouse should happen to scamper by.  I've never seen a mouse in our house but Diego-san likes to be prepared anyway.

Heavy Workload

As much as Thompson loves the sunlight, sometimes it takes way too much energy to adjust positions to stay in the sunlight.

Irresistible

It's a face every mother can love... Not necessrily so with brothers.

Still Looks Like a Frown

Diego-san overheard me telling Thompson this hooey about a frown being an upside down smile so he decided to check it out himself.

Unwanted Advice

I told Thompson an upside down smile is a frown.  He was unimpressed to say the least.

Kilroy was Here.

Theo's imitation of an American icon.

One Step at a Time

I'm stressed out from work.  Diego-san has reminded me to breath.  And oh, feed him.

Mmmm... Milk Duds

Theo wants to know why I don't share any of those "Milk Duds" I seem to be so fond of... After all he sees me sneaking a few quite often...

Warmth

Sometimes I think Thompson only loves me for my warmth... and I'm talking body heat when the house is freezing cold.  That's when he loves to snuggle best.  He certainly ain't in love with my warm personality.

Interrupting Theo's Photo Shoot

Diego-san let me know that if there was going to be a photo session in the house he was to be the featured player.

Derelict

What do you mean you've been too busy to blog?  Guaranteed, there ain't nothing with a higher priority than posting my handsome face all over the world

TGIF

Thompson gathers itchy foot.

Tug of War

Diego-san and I were in the middle of a fierce game of tug of war when he got distracted and decided to go after Theo instead...

Moral Quandry

If you look closely enough at this photo, you can almost see the good angel above one of Theo's shoulders telling him not to pounce on Diego-san who is sitting a foot in front of him.  Above Theo's other shoulder you can see a little devil egging him on.

Multi-Faceted

Thompson is the most sensitive of the three boyz.  He doesn't like it when I'm scolding one of his brothers. He'll often go over and groom the brother who's been scolded right after the scolding is done.

He's also the crankiest boy.  He growls at me if I come anywhere near him with a nails clipper or comb.

P.S. I once was talking with someone about how to clip cats' nails.  I happened to mention that one of my boyz was a three-legged cat.  She said, "You can't clip his nails. You know about three-legged animals don't you."  I didn't want to appear more stupid than I am so I just nodded.  But I had no idea what she was talking about.  Now I wish I had asked for an explanation...

U Snooze U Lose

Laundry day came and went and Diego-san remained sleeping on the couch when I changed sheets on my bed. Thus he missed one of his favorite activities- attacking me from underneath clean sheets. His look let me know he wasn't pleased I proceeded without him...

Miscommunication

Theo thought since I had a picture of another cat on the blog yesterday that I was planning on shipping him to a new home.  He prepared himself but I let him know that given the look on his face, he's definitely a keeper.

Even More Scooter Stories

This is the story of how Harley taught me to talk like a sailor....

To keep myself entertained on my long scooter ride home from work I usually conduct a rambling commentary of things I see- everything from examples of horrible driving to unusual signs and business names. I'm sure it's just hilarious as I say any old thing that pops into my head.

Recently whenever I see an attractive woman I'll say, "hey bebbeh," not loud enough for anyone else to hear (hopefully).  I was trying to figure out where I got the phrase.  I'm nothing if not a pop culture sponge and most of my repertoire of one liners came from the TV show M*A*S*H.  This particular line however seemed newly learned.  That's when it occurred to me that I picked the phrase up from reading about Harley's exploits on his sister Daisy's blog.  I'm not proud of my use of Harley's pickup line and if I should happen to get slapped someday for using it, I'm going to give Harley a call.

More Scooter Stories

The other day I was coming home on my scooter when I ended up at a stoplight behind an attractive young woman riding a similar scooter.  As I approached her from behind I noticed she had this nifty looking basket on the back of her scooter (none of these are euphemisms). It appeared to be a wicker basket and I was tempted to ask her where she got it because I've struggled with the limited storage space on my scooter (there's some room under the seat).

As I got even closer I noticed there was a small black dog (about Diego-san's size) inside the open basket.  The dog was wearing a pair of sunglasses and was clearly not only tongue waggingingly happy, but when the light changed and the young woman zoomed ahead, it was clear the dog was used to regular scooter riding.

I was tempted to speed up, catch up with the young woman and propose on the spot.  Somehow I don't see the boyz ever learning to share my love of scooter riding...

Joe Cool

One flap down.  The very definition of coolness.

Somewhere Over...

You might find a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow but there's a better chance that you'll find Thompson at the end of a sunbeam.

Back of His Head

The other day I was on my scooter behind a guy driving a convertible.  I noticed his passenger had a great head of hair and it dawned on my that it looked an awful lot like the back of Diego-san's handsome head only a  lot larger.  It looked soft and silky and perfectly maintained.  When the passenger turned his/her head I saw it was a big black Chou Chou dog. The driver himself was wearing a nice hat and looked like Herman Cain.  I doubt however it was Herman Cain driving a Chou Chou down Lake Street in Minneapolis although that would make a good story to tell.