MEET ME AT MOUSEBREATH!

If yer wundering whut I've been up to and yer wundering why I'm not posting heer, it's becuz after Catster dumped me and unceremoniussly kikt me to the kerb, I wint to werk for mousebreath! Mousebreath! is the ferst online lifestyle magazine by cats for cats and kittens and cat lovers.

Becuz of the long hours werking at mousebreath, I won't be able to rite on my own blog for a wile. So pleeze bookmark mousebreath!and vizit me thare evry day.

Yer frend,
Skeezix

MEET ME AT MOUSEBREATH!

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Me an da Qween

Today, Qween Elizubeth went to the place ware they make Mother's Milk, and stood in the EXACT SAME PLACE as me win I was thare! Ixsept she made the foe paw of not drinking the Mother's Milk. That part has me confyoozed. Why wood she tern down the NEKTER OF THE HEVENS?????

Heer is da qween:



And here I am at the spot on the bar that she wuz facing:




I gess I'm just a magnet for qweens, huh?

(Thank yoo, Derby and Ducky, for the heds up!)

Me an da Qween

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Da Wedding!

Well, frends, it's been qwite a week! I'm still processing all the fotos frum the wedding pawties that I got to attend, and me and my pal Flat Tyler still have to sqweeze in sum siteseeing and shopping. I wunt to be a Sloane Ranger just like my idol da byootiful Princess Diana.

Heer is me and my flat buddy Tyler, and our other frends Maxwell and Eli. We did a pajama pawty before the wedding. It was fun, but win we tride to put pink spunge rollers in my hare, it didn't werk. My hares are too short. But otherwize it wuz fun.

As you may or mayn't know, I was unable to skore an invitayshun to the Royal Wedding. But I wuz in good cumpany cuz Tony Blare and da Prez of the USA did not git invited either.

So insted of sitting in a stuffy cherch without a good view of anything (cuz I'm short, you know), I got invited by my grate frend Freya to attend sum street pawties. The pikchers up above are of that. Freya was a purrfect hostess and made shur I got lots and lots of that scrumshus British food. And we got to see closeups of evrything on the telly (that's TV for my Amerikun frends), wich is better than what we wood have seen in the stuffy cherch.

At first, it looked like the wedding wood be rained out. But then the sun came out and it was a byootiful day! I even put a little sunblok on my nose and ears.

Anyway, my eyes leaked a little when da byootiful bride wint down the isle. And when they kissed!!! It was just like a fairy tale with a happy ending.

More pikchers are coming! And maybe I'll do a fashun report to, cuz I think I'll wet my pants if I don't git to dish abowt Eugenie and Beatrice's hats and frumpy owtfits. I wuz a little disappointed that my idol Sir Elton John was NOT waring outrayjuss glasses.

Hey, yoo need to check out my new endever. It's an online cat lifestyle magazeen called mousebreath! It's at mousebreath.com. That's ware yoo'll find me these days insted of at The Cat's Meow. Win I'm not globetrotting. It is taking all of my energy these days, so hed on over!

THANK YOO FREYA!!!!!

Da Wedding!

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