We Found Catwoman!

Skeezix and Mao were searching for Catwoman, and we think we found her! She was in our foyer this evening giving out treats to about 50 trick-or-treaters, and she smelled suspiciously like Mom!














Hey, it IS Mom, and she thinks she's one of us now.




(It took us FOREVER to produce this post. Blogger kept giving us error messages when we tried to upload the photos. Now we don't have much time to visit our friends' blogs. We guess the trick's on us. Sigh.)

We hope everyone else's treats exceeded their tricks this Halloween.

~J&B

Happy Halloween!

Happy Halloween, everyone!

~Jake

I wouldn't pose with Jake (not that he posed), but I do wish everyone a fun and spooky Halloween. Mom was working on her costume tonight; maybe we can convince her to show it to everyone tomorrow.

~Bathsheba

Jake Therapy

A few weeks ago I mentioned that Grandma was in the hospital. Well, she's now in a health and rehab center to build up her strength so she can return to her assisted living apartment. I read that Grr, Midnight, and Cocoa helped their lady recover from the flu, so Mom and I thought that some "Jake Therapy" might help Grandma. Unfortunately, that meant I had to get into the prisoner transport unit and ride in the car for nearly half an hour. I didn't protest too much about getting in because Mom put some catnip on the towel on the bottom of the unit. It made me mellow and I didn't yowl.

Well, here I am outside the center:

My unit looks very small next to the sign for the center. It's a new place, so the trees are just sticks in the ground right around the building.

Here I am on Grandma's bed next to Judy, her little stuffed cat:


When you pet Judy, she will meow, open her eyes, and move her head. If you pet her long enough she makes a sound like a purr. At least I didn't have to share Grandma's roast beef scraps with Judy.

Grandma was very glad that I visited. I hope she gets better soon.

~Jake

We Won!

We guessed today for Skeezix's 500th post and we won his contest! What a fabulous honor to be recognized by the great internet cat Skeezix. The best part of winning is that Cinders of Best Friends Sanctuary will have a sponsor.

We picked her because she's an older woman like Bathsheba and she has hyperthyroidism like Jake.

Thank you, Skeezix, for having so many great contests. We're thrilled to be the winners amongst so many terrific contestants.

~J&B

It's That Time of the Month . . .

Here I was, watching Falling Leaves on the big cat TV,



when Mom told me it was "that time of the month" when I had to have my flea treatment. Yuck! But I was a good boy and let Mom apply it to the back of my neck. She says that we'll have to continue with the treatments until there's a hard freeze. Sigh.



See what a good boy I am!

~Jake

Oh, Jake, you're such a suck up! I love Mom and all that, but a self-respecting cat has to let the 'rents know who's boss. As soon as I read her mind that she was going to give me the treatment, I was up and outta there. That's why you were first! Mom had to chase me around the house a few times until I finally relented and let her catch me. I did put up a good fight with a few growls while she applied the stuff.

Later, I went outside on the deck where a few branches had come down because of the high winds we had today.

Yesterday it was cold rain, and today it was very windy, but warmer with some sun. The only thing good about the colder weather and winter is that Mom will stop the monthly treatments until March.

~Bathsheba

My Thursday Thirteen Entry

Everybody's doing it, so I thought that I'd try this Thursday 13 thing.

13 Things That Are Part of My Daily Routine

1. Eat breakfast including my pill.
2. Find a good bush to spray.
3. Cruise the Jake Highway (my path outside).
4. Scratch at the door to be let in.
5. Clean up Bathsheba's leftover kibbles.
6. Scratch at the door to be let out.
7. Hang out on the deck with Dad.
8. Purr.
9. Take a nap in my cat bed.
10. Give myself a bath (no water, please).
11. Terrorize Bathsheba.
12. Eat dinner.
13. Scratch on my scratching posts.

Life is rough . . . .

~Jake

Torti Tuesday

Catzee says that I'm a dilute torti, so I thought that I'd post for Torti Tuesday. Here I am sitting in my special cat TV room. (Mom calls it a bay window.)


~Bathsheba

Dishwasher

Mmm.



I take my dishwashing duties seriously.


Who needs to soak pans when I can do the job?

~Jake

Meezer Monday Entry

Since it's almost Monday here on the East Coast, we thought we'd post a photo for Meezer Monday. This is Toby, who used to be Grandma's cat, but who now lives with Mom's brother and family. This was before Toby was attacked by Juni-Purr and permanently injured his ear.

Happy Meezer Monday!
~J&B

Fall Weekend

We wanted to post last night, but blogger was down. We did visit Derby's great party, though we were quite late. They sure know how to pull off a big bash in Wisconsin.

It's getting very colorful here in Northern Virginia. When we lie in the grass and look up, we can see this golden hickory tree.















Here I am on my deck. The sun is still so nice and warm, but it's getting cold at night.


Here's the view when I lie on the deck and look up:


Our jungle still has lots of flowers. These sunflowers next to our deck are very tall.

With these colder nights, I'm enjoying my bed in the computer room instead of being outside on raccoon patrol. Here I am on my bed with my "I love the 2 B's" sign.


I know that Bathsheba is gonna say that I'm hogging this post, but here's a picture of her on Mom and Dad's bed:


Don't blame me for the funny expression on her face.

~Jake

Get Well Wishes and Purrs

It hasn't been a healthy week for our extended human family. Our Grandma' s been in the hospital for a while, and we send her good kitty wishes and hope she continues to improve. Her hospital room has a computer with an Internet connection, and Mom helped herself to it over the weekend. (The nurses didn't mind.) She showed Grandma the Skeezix the Cat's Halloween Costume Contest, and she really enjoyed it. Mom also showed her several cat videos and movies. Grandma especially liked the ones where the cats attacked toys, like Skeezix at his birthday party movie. She misses having a cat. Her cat Toby went to live with Mom's brother (our uncle) a couple of years ago because she could no longer take care of him. Get well, Grandma.



Mom's niece broke her wrist in two places while playing over the weekend. We have a picture of her with her dog Rags in our recent post about cousins. This year she's just begun to play the clarinet in sixth grade so this will make it hard on her there. We send her our best kitty wishes, head butts, and purrs.

Love, J&B

Check out the Costume Contest

Move over, Bathsheba, I entered the contest too. See me at Jake the French Artist.

Here' s one of the three photos that I posted:









~Jake







I'm posted at Hula Girl Bathsheba for contest comments, but my ridiculous pictures are shown in the next post.

~Bathsheba

Torture and Indignity

I THOUGHT that Mom loved me, but I'm not so sure now. She wanted me to take part in Skeezix's costume contest. Since Mom doesn't have Photoshop, she said that I'd have to wear the real thing. Well, here goes my last shred of dignity:



I'm supposed to be a hula girl.









I put up a good fight while enduring this torture, but somehow Mom got the camera timer to capture this image.





She tried for another shot, but I was all claws.

You should have heard my protests.












And where were Dad and Jake while Mom was torturing me?

Why watching TV (asleep) on the couch, of course!



Well, all is (almost) forgiven, Mom, since you gave me all those nice Temptation treats!

~Bathsheba

Togetherness

Mom was really hoping that writing this blog would bring us closer together. Actually, we do find that we agree on a lot of things, and that makes her happy. But she doesn't understand why we won't pose for a picture together.

"Don't you want a little photo of you next to your comments when you post on your friends' blogs?" she asks.

Well, if it means that we have to cozy up together, then "NO." She threatens to force us into the same photo by having Dad hold us, but she's hoping that we will pose on our own accord. Maybe some day, but not now.

In the meantime, we can share some togetherness by our Richmond-area cousins, Sophie and Chelsea (What bright lights they have for eyes!)














Sophie and Junie













Sophie and Snowflake the hamster. (Or is that a gerbil?) Mom can't remember. We've never met the fellow, and we don't know that he would survive the encounter if we did. He's black with a bit of white on him in case you wondered about the name.



So, Mom, is that enough togetherness for you?

~Jake and Bathsheba

Squirrel Patrol

Some people think that cats have a life of leisure, but they don't know the hard work we perform. Why, just today, I had a big assignment from Dad: keep those squirrels from digging up our yard! We have jillions of squirrels around here and lots of those acorn trees. Instead of eating the acorns, those stupid squirrels keep digging holes to bury those nuts. As if they'd still be good to eat next spring! I think not! Anyway, Dad is trying to get grass to grow in the bare spots in our lawn and I'm helping by chasing those squirrels away. Like my battle with the coons, this looks like there's no end in sight. The squirrel army just keeps on coming, but I'm trying to do my best to keep the lawn squirrel free. It's exhausting--maybe I should just take a nap instead.



~Jake

More Cousins

Mom decided to visit her brother and his family in the Richmond area on her way home from her trip to Virginia Beach. We have a lot of cousins there:

Here's Mom's niece with Rags the dog.
And this is beautiful Sophie, at 2, the youngest member of the family.

This is Chelsea, who, at 13, is the grande dame.

This is Juni-purr. She was rescued as a kitten in June five years ago and she has quite a purr. She wasn't very happy when Toby joined the family a couple of years ago when Grandma went into assisted living. Junie got into a fight with him and bit his ear and now it doesn't stand up any longer.
Toby, 12, was resting in the closet.

Toby could have come to live with us, but we didn't want to share our Mom and Dad with him. He visited us a few times and we didn't get along too well. He used to be Grandpa's favorite cat, but Grandpa died nine years ago. He loves our uncle, Mom's brother, but all those girl kitties are too much for him. He used to have a little dog named Oakley that he loved and a big white cat named Snowflake, but they both died. He liked to sleep next to Oakley, but he always had to wash her fur before he'd put his head against her. They used to like to play chase and run laps around the inside of Grandma's old house.

We're glad that Mom's back home. Dad took care of us while she was gone and was generous with food, like Grr, Midnight, and Cocoa said.

~Jake and Bathsheba

Greetings from Our Mom

Our Mom sent an email to Dad and us and attached some pictures:

This was today's sunrise at Virginia Beach.


And this sandcastle broke a world record to be the world's tallest. Mom wasn't that impressed with it because it wasn't very detailed, but she wanted to show it to us since it broke a record.

But what is Mom doing at the BEACH? We thought that she was going away for WORK. She says that she has some kind of classes during the day and that the sandcastles only remain from some festival that was held over the weekend. Hmm. We think that sandcastle could make a fine outdoor litter box.

~J&B

Bye, Mom

Mom's going on another trip - this time for "work." She says that she will be checking in with us, so maybe it won't be too bad. Dad will be here to give us regular meals.

Bye, Mom. We'll take good care of Dad.

Love,
~Bathsheba

And bye from me, too. Dad and I are looking forward to hanging out together, just the two of "us guys." We'll just lock 'Sheba up in the house. (Umm, just kidding!)

Love,
~Jake