Anyone going to the Anya Bast and MaryJanice Davidson signing at Uncle Hugo’s tomorrow? (I’m totally going for Anya Bast… specifically to get a copy of this book. *ahem*)

First up, Jeanne’s cat Puddinhead, looking very thoughtful with her crossed paw.

“I have deep thoughts.” -Puddinhead

Next up is Deb’s kitty, Sammy.

“Yeah, so there’s ‘nip on the floor – what’s your point?” -Sammy

Doesn’t Sammy look like a long-haired version of May?

“Just call me Samhem.” -Sammy

Deb’s kitty Tigger really got into the ‘nip.

“Dude, this is good stuff.” -Tig

Sammy finally did get into the spirit of things.

“Whoa. The room is spinning…” -Sammy

“Yee-haw! Time to paaaaaaaaaaaarty!” -Tig

Meanwhile, back at the ranch… (Because I’m pretty sure I can’t get away without including one of my cats in a post!)

“Who needs ‘nip?!” -Chaos

Have a good weekend!

“While I’m very pleased that Nicole sent me a furry hot pink happy birthday mouse, I’m pretty sure she didn’t mean for you to try to pass it off as a tiara, Mom.” -Mayhem

On Sunday, my baby girl turns three. *sniff*

She was a wee mite of three months when I brought her home from the rescue org in September 2006, but that never stopped her from taking on the big kitty:

“Take that, big kitty! I’m not afraid of you!!” – Mayhem
“Good grief!” – Chaos

She’s still as sassy and energetic as ever. Happy birthday, MayMay!

“Oh, goody – presents! Bring ’em on! I better get a Panther Princess Tiara this year. Sparkly, furry, and hot pink, if you please.” -Mayhem

Several days ago, kmkat revealed an object most wondrous on her blog. The drama played out in the comments is quite amusing. Go on. I’ll wait. Now go back and read her post from the next day. (The comments are pretty good on that one, too.)

I’m not sure why she was so concerned about the safety and security at ChezKatâ„¢, but I sure do appreciate her thoughtfulness! 😉 Thank you, kmkat!

As is usually the case when anything new enters the condo, a small drama unfolded here as well.

“C’mon, big kitty, let me see! I wanna see!” -Mayhem

“No.” -Chaos

“Fine. I don’t want to see it anyway.” -Mayhem

“Yeah, right.” -Chaos

“Trust me, she’ll be back. 5…4…3…2…1…” -Chaos

“Pleeeeeeeeeease, big kitty, can I see it?” -Mayhem

“No.” -Chaos

*time passes* Shall we admire it while we wait?

“Sheesh. I thought he’d never leave. Hmph. There’s big kitty spit on it. Eww.” -Mayhem

I think it fits right in with the decor, don’t you?*

* Picture not edited down to its immediate environs because I know some of you enjoy looking at books on shelves and asking questions or commenting.

…and have no earthly idea what to do with it.

Chaos carried it around for a minute or so (including hopping in and out of the bathtub) while it squeaked pitifully and then he dropped it on the throw rug in the hall (which is his favorite place to hork, too). I got an empty plastic container and Mayhem helpfully tapped the mouse into said container for me so I could take it out and place the (lidless) container and mouse into the dumpster. (I didn’t want to make it too easy for the mouse to get back in the building!)

No pictures exist of the kitties and their puzzling prize. However, I gave them a brand new furry (toy) mouse and took a few pictures of them playing with it. Truthfully? They seemed to enjoy the toy mouse a lot more. Here I thought Mayhem would be a great huntress, based on her behavior hunting bugs and furry toy mice.

“I am so a Great Panther Girl Huntress!” -Mayhem

“Note my mad mouse catching skillz!” -Mayhem

“This mouse is toast! Take that, mousie!” -Mayhem

“Let me show you how it’s done, May.” -Chaos

“You can’t escape me! Bwa-ha-ha!” -Chaos

No mice, real or toy, were hurt either preceding or during the preparation of this post. However, a real mouse may now require years of psychotherapy and a furry toy mouse may have had its tail eaten after the camera was put away.

“Hmm. How did that wicked mouse get over there?” -Mayhem

“Let me just reel it in a bit…” -Mayhem

“You can fly, but you cannot hide, wicked mouse!” -Mayhem

*mwmph!!!* -Mayhem

“Hee hee! Mom’s black leather coat provides the perfect hiding spot! No one’s going to notice me here.” -Chaos

“I am Stealth Chaos! I rule!!” -Chaos

“Hey, wait a minute – what are you all looking at?! You can’t see me! I’m hiding!!” -Chaos

“Nothing to see here. Move along, move along.” -Mayhem

“Oh! Shiny!” -Mayhem

“Mom!!!! I told you there was nothing to see here!!” -Mayhem

“Hmph. I bet you’re going to portray this in the worst possible light, aren’t you?” -Mayhem

“I’m outta here.” -Mayhem