Thursday, May 29, 2008

Cats in glass houses

From Washie:

Not so fast there, Speedy. Yeah, this is really decorous.

By the way, nice overhang, Slim!

Sunday, May 25, 2008

Marching to a different drummer

From Maddie:

There's no denying it - Washie can sometimes be, for lack of a better word, unusual. He makes his tail get all jiggy. It's like he's digging to China when he visits the "facilities." He won't let me eat his breakfast or dinner. I didn't need much convincing, but a recent discovery certainly sealed the deal.

While making a quick survey of Camp Shorewood in search of the perfect place for my mid-morning nap, I came across what looked like a plain cardboard box in the office:

Upon further inspection, I saw that it was occupied by none other than my weird brother.

Being more of a traditionalist, I tend to choose locations befitting my more decorous nature. Well, most of the time, anyway.

Monday, May 19, 2008

Belated Birthday Tidings!

Dear Momma,

As you know, we have a fairly rigorous napping regimen. Unfortunately, we had to do lots and lots and lots on Saturday and we didn't get a chance to send you our birthday picture present!

We wanted to let you know that even though you live far, far away and with that Other Beastie, we miss you and love you very much.

Maddie says, "Save some cake for me, ok?"

Friday, May 16, 2008

May's Family Portrait

Wow, can it possibly be that May is already half over and we haven't captured this month's family portrait? Time flies when you're napping (and, according to Washie, trying to take over the world with his superior mental abilities...sheesh!)

Washie's Japanese cousin got all Sporty Spice in May:

He even found his own tennis racquet, although it may be a bit too big for him.

This may become the movie poster for the new summer blockbuster, Attack of the Killer Tennis Racquet!

Maddie, on the other hand, needs a little more time to work on her rather elaborate costume.

Thursday, May 8, 2008

Is that a pile-o-cats, or are you just happy to see me?

Because our social calendar is over-booked (read: lots of napping to do before dinnertime), we're going to let Deer be our special guest blogger today!

Thanks, Washie & Maddie, for allowing me to post on your blog! I've enjoyed getting the scoop on what you guys are doing (Washie, we're gonna have to have a little chat about this obsession you seem to have with poor Brother Man!) and hearing from Nancy and Granny Bionica.

A few days ago, Spring definitely decided to make a hasty retreat and we were, yet again, faced with chilly snowstorm, this time, but it was below freezing! I needed my little lap blanket to keep the chill away while working at the computer that early morning. When I returned from filling up on my cuppa, I noticed this odd little, well - for lack of a better word, bulge on the floor next to the desk chair where I had heaped my blanket just a minute or two before:

Pulling back the cover oh so gently, this is what I discovered!

This just goes to show you that any place is a good place to nap. That's an important life lesson, if I ever heard one!

Friday, May 2, 2008

He's in here somewhere

from Washie:
Could it be that my superior intelligence has led me down the wrong path? I hate to think so, but it might just be the case with regard to finding that darn Seattle Beastie.
I got to thinking the other day that I only see him on this computer thingie. I'm studying the inner workings of this device and will soon deduce its capabilities and how I can control it to heed my every command. In the meantime, I had to explore the Seattle Beastie - computer thingie connection.

Like most super geniuses, I do my best thinking in the shower. So, yesterday morning after sitting on the sink watching Macks take his daily dose, I had an absolute brainwave! I bet that the Seattle Beastie is hiding somewhere in the computer thingie. Without further delay, I went in search of:
For the life of me, I can't quite figure out how he got in there...there's got to be a hatch somewhere...
Give me time, Seattle Beastie - give me time.