My hero Grampa

at the Bark in the Park.

He singlehandedly prevented my meowmie from purchasing every stoopid small sized outfit in da place...onlee one purchase slipped past his eagle eye.

Sorry it took meez so long to update-my mom's been sick again this week.

Last Saturday, my mom and grandparents delivered da beanies and toys to my fostermom Angie at the Bark in the Park event in St Louis. They were very excited to see all of the goodies, and said that it will help them raise a lot of monies for their animals! So yay!

Even though she wuz verry busy, Angie took time to reminiscue about her time with wonderful me. I know she must miss mee everyday, but I think she knows she picked out a good home for mee. All the food and toys I want, humoons who worship me, and a pair of fat foofy sisfurs to annoy. What could be better?



She did say that she didn't think her woofers missed me much...sigh. What can yoo expect?

She also said that one of her own dogs is failing, so we have all paws crossed for her and da woofer.

Mom fixed up Thank you cards from us with stamps, to mail the receipts in, so those who donated should be getting something in the mail soon.

The stamps are very sexy stamps, as you will see when you get the card.


My aunt sweeney showed up with her husband, all da way from New Jersey! I hope they weren't TOO disappointed that I'z couldn't be there. I'm sure it was so boring without me, as I am da interesting one in dis family.

I suppose that I would have been too busy beating up all of those woofers to talk much annyways.


I have suspicions that sweeney had something to do with me getting a little "prezzie". If you could call it that.


They could have brought me back the world's smallest horse. No cat EVER had a HORSE before! Barring that, they had lammas and wallabees and penguins and I'm SURE they had woofers.


Instead, I get this-a foofy little collar. With bells all over. Guess we know what's going on this year's christmas card...well, there's a little over 212 days till then. Maybe she'll forget...humoons are very slow. Or maybe da collar will be lost...inda litterbox, perhaps.


We shall see what develops.

You brought me a WHAT???

So, my dear humoons went to da Bark in da Park event in St Louis. "Oh, Boo-we'll bring you back something special!" dey said.

Was it my verry own woofer? Or a wallaby? Or Thumbelina, the world's smallest horse, whom I'z cud have ridden all over da living room, to da envious glares of myne evil sisfurs, who do not deserve their very own cat sized steed?

No. I got a foofy collar. With jingle bells. Gee...thanks a lot.

On a good note, da humoons did give BARK all of the donated beanies and toys, as per myne instructions.

So my embarrassment and hoomiliation iz a small price to pay to help out homeless animals. Even woofers.

My foster mom was very busy, but remembered me fondly, as iz only right, since I'z probably da most handsome stud dat ever passed through her doors. Plus I kept them woofers in line-I made them cry. Like Nancy Kerrigan.

She said dat da stuff weez collected will really hep raise monies for da rescue. And there will be toys left over for the rescue cats to have too-I'z made sure of dat!

So, even though a look like I was attacked by Queer eye for da Boo Guy, Christmas edition...it wuz a pretty good day.

Foofy collar...what NOT to get for your studly boycat...

Can I make it to da litter box with dis piece of...no, probablee not. Sigh.

Thanks for the toonas, Kass!

Heer iz whut I'z did with them...

There are 47 teeneybeanies and 4 regular beanies-I'z got them off of ebay for only $15!

Yur generosity brought a tear to myne eyes!


I also picked up two of these cool tennis ball launcher toys for the rescue's woofers...



And I'z finished my shopping spree with 4 nylon cat cubes-I'z figured that they could be used for either cats or dogs, since sometimes when you're a rescue, yoo may feel like having a place to hide for a little while, until yoo get used to yur new environment. I'z neffur had dat problem myself, but I'z know some cats iz not az mentally stable az meez.

Again, THANK YOO VERRY MUCH!