Skeezix's Scratching Post: February 2010

Farewell, Babe

Babe was my cuzzin. He was my Gramma's cat. He wuz a vary sweet cat and the Food Lady sed he reminded her of Eyeore, cuz he always looked a little sad, and he kinda walked like Eyeore.

Babe was vary old. Maybe even older than Rocky. We don't know ixzaktly how old he wuz cuz he was dumped at my Gramma's house win he wuz in his prime, and that wuz many yeers ago. He sleeped with Gramma evry nite, and got werried win she was sik. He looked over her like a gardian anjel.

Babe wint to the bridge yesterday. My gramma can't drive, so the FL and Mr TF took Babe to the v-e-t many times over the last cupple of weeks. Deespite gitting a lot of drugs, Babe just kept gitting worse. They coodn't tell whut ixzaktly wuz rong with him, but this week he had all the simptums of a toomer in his branes. He kept doing a funny weird danse on the floor over and over, and after he danced he coodn't git up. So Gramma deesided it was time for Babe to go to the Bridge. But she coodn't bare to do it herself cuz she loved Babe so much, so she made the FL and Mr TF take him. They took Babe in the bloo masheen to the Bridge, and they petted him a lot wile he wuz going thare. They were vary vary sad cuz they loved Babe lots, too.

Babe was a good cat. He never did nuthin vary exsiting, like, he didn't have a blog or git to drive the car, and he didn't ware kyoot owtfits vary offin, but he kept my Gramma cumpany, and sumtimes, that's enuf. Espeshully sinse my gramma got canser and needed purrs in the middle of the nite. Babe slept on a pillow next to her face and purred and watched over her. And he helped her git all better. I think he maybe waited to go the Bridge until after Gramma was better, and then he figyerd his work here was done.

Babe reely loved smoked salmon and rotissery chikkin and primo nip and bonita flakes.

So, it's with a hevvy hart that I say goodbye to Babe. He will shur be missed.

PS: My FL got vary sik agin, so she can't help me with my bloggin. I hope she gits better soon! I'm a little werried she might have a toomer in her branes cuz she's bin koffing and had a ear infekshun just like Babe had. So I'm laying on the FL's nek all day, purring as hard as I can. I wunt to be a good nurse just like Babe wuz.

Labels: babe, rainbow bridge

St Practice Day

Thanks to Mr Echo's Mom, I fownd out that today is St Practice Day ware yoo drink a bunch of Mother's Milk to make shur yoo can handle it on St Patriks Day.

So drink up!

Labels: guinness, mother's milk, st patrick's day

Vishus Deer Alert

WARNING!!! DO YOO LIVE IN IOWA or one of thoze states in the middle??

Camp Stanhope brot the following vishus deer story to my attenshun.

A vishus deer has used its wiley taktiks to befrend the gullibul rezidents of Adair, Iowa, so she can git better aksess to thare cats. The most chilling thing about this footage: NOT A SINGUL CAT IS SEEN IN IT!!!! The vishus deer has eeten them all up, I bet!

BE VIJILINT, KITTEHS!!!!

Click heer to watch the video reeport.

Labels: vishus deer alert

This is the werst day of my life

Heer I am, hiding my face in imberrismint.

The Food Lady informd me that becuz she's bin sik, she will not be making a foto of me and a Valentine kard with me on it this yeer.

I am so upset, I can't stop my face frum leeking.

All of my innernet frends will be so disappointed to not git a card frum me. I ixplaned to her that evrywun will be asking thare man in the bloo shorts whut happend. She just sed it was abowt time that I lernd to live with disappointmints cuz sumtimes life is like that.

I think the infekshun in her ears has eeten part of her branes -- the part of her branes that makes sense!

So to all my innernet frends, I am so sorry that yoo didn't git a card. It wuzn't cuz I didn't wunt yoo to be my valentine, or that I wuzn't thinkin of yoo. It's cuz even tho my FL is purrfektly NOT SIK NOW, and even tho I have a kyoot owtfit to ware, she refyoozed to help me with my card.

That's it. The end.

Labels: valentine's day

Valentine Giveaways

Well, the FL is still sik. I think she mite be dying, cuz she's kinda making dying sownds like they do in the mooveys. Mr TF is a little bit sik, too. So, it's kinda hard to do my blog all by myself.

But whut I thot I'd do is make shur that all of yoo know abowt the grate stuff we're givin away over at The Cat's Meow.... the entry dedline for some of them is WEDNESDAY at 5pm, so be shur to leeve a comment on eech post (click the pink links below) to enter.

Heer are all the prizes:

Hazel Lucy Original Knit Cap (non-U.S. residents only).
Entry deadline: 10 FEB at 5pm PT.

"My Funny Valentine" collar and tie.
Entry deadline: 10 FEB at 5pm PT.

"Flirty Calvin Valentine" collar.
Entry deadline: 10 FEB at 5pm PT.

Super potent catnip hearts.
Entry deadline: 10 FEB at 5pm PT.

Neko Habitat Luxury Cat Bed.
Entry deadline: 13 FEB at 11:59pm PT.

$25 Max & Mittens Gift Certificate.
Entry deadline: 13 FEB at 11:59pm PT.

Labels: giveaway, valentine's day

Happy Friday, Daisy!

Sorry the blog is so krappy this week. The FL is still sik. She just lies in bed going UHOOHHUHH. Not pritty. I help her owt by laying acrost her nek and purring as hard as I can. But when it comes to the blog, I'm on my own, trying to fat-paw the keys.

Heer is a cheezburger for my frend Daisy the Curly Cat: