Is the Cat out of the Bag?

Dolce was right. Her furriends are very smart. Some of you guessed exactly what is about to happen very soon. This weekend to be exact.

But before I go into any details, we must enter the Cat Time Warp Machine and set the dials for minus 2 years...



Well here we are and it is Nov. 21, 2006...

Here at the blog, we are just coming to terms with Dr. Nick's news that Smudge has CRF and needs surgery. We are looking at our little guy thinking that we had only six months to a year left with him. Knowing that he might be better off away from the year-old terror that is named Dolce, my wife and I are discussing sending Smudge off to live with Grandma. Little did I realize that within two months Smudge would be gone and off to live with Grandma and Chloe.

We'd better get back into the Cat Time Warp Machine and return to our own time...



After a long absence (almost two whole years), Smudge is returning to our home. But he is not coming back empty-handed. He is bringing his bestest furriend, Chloe and his favouritest human, Grandma, with him.

Due to Grandma's retirement and the housing situation in our city, we decided that the best thing was for her to move in us. So I have been busy getting a place ready for Grandma, Smudge and Chloe to call their own.

So our family is growing from 4 to 6 cats. We can't say too much because we might be over the number of allowed felines in a bylaw designed to prevent cat-hoarding.

This is the big news that I have made Dolce keep secret. Wish all of us luck that everything goes well and all the cats behave themselves and integrate into a peaceful family. I don't say loving because Magoo still can't stand Baci.

The Dad


Woo! Hoo! Smudge's is coming home! Let's have a house wrecking party! Based on the construction mess, we can do some serious damage and Dad won't be able to prove we dids it. Hooray!

Dolce

Big News!

We has been away for almost a month from our blog. We aren't very happy with Dad about it, but he sat down with us and explained what was happening in and to our house.

First off there is stuff all over the place, which is okay 'cause Baci and I has lotsa places to play. Then there is the dust, which is not okay 'cause we has to lick dat stuff outta our furrs.

So now we know what Dad has been doing this last month, but we didn't know why.

Ooh! Ooh! This is the bestest part!

What? Whaddya mean I can't tell my furriends the secret? Maybe they don'ts want to wait. Maybe I should just tell them now.

Whaddya mean that you'll give my treats to Baci if I tells the secret.

Fine. I won't tell. I'm not happy about it, but I won't tell. But I warn you, my furriends are furry furry smart. They'll figure out the secret.

Dolce