Missing my babies...

Hello Everyone! Thank you for all of the well wishes, and very nice to meet you too Poppy Q.

Sigh... the ac did arrive and while it does cool down the apt. enough for me to not have heat stroke(barely) it is still too hot for the boys.

The babies started panting yesterday and Albert started throwing up. I about lost my S!@* and rushed them to the clinic where the amazing vet techs helped me wrap them in ice packs tp cool them down. The change was instant. When the vet finally took a look at them, Al's temperature was back down to normal and El's was only a couple of degrees higher, 103 when it should be 101-ish. Thankfully there was room at the inn and I was able to leave them there in the ac with two cages that open into each other so they could be together.

I miss them sooo much. With the temperature reaching the HIGHEST it has ever been in Seattle, I think I will leave the boys there for a couple more days yet. The vet techs there are the best you could ask for and when I called to check in on them this morning, they were already in the room with Al and El listening to them chat away. Apparently they play the who's who game and try to figure out ways to tell the boys apart. I can't wait to go visit with them tomorrow and let them know that I didn't forget about them and to give them hugs.

I hope you and all of your pets are finding ways to beat the heat. Chilly xoxo's to everyone!

Cat-sicle Anyone?

My poor little puffballs just can't find any relief from the heat. At least not yet. My Mom being the Absolute SUPERMOM that she is found an ac for me and the boys, PURCHASED it and then had it shipped. She is an absolute dream.

However, until Wednesday when the new portable unit arrives, these are our options.

I was looking inside my fridge, not really for anything in particular, enjoying the cool air, when I realize Albert has plopped down at my feet and Elvis has his head down in the freezer. If that's what they need to cool off, it's well worth a few melted ice cubes.

Poor babies.

Ummm, please don't ask about the sanitary-ness of this one. I was holding Albert while looking for a popsicle and he LEAPED out of my arms and plopped right down into the empty section of the freezer next to the frozen hamburger patties. We lead an interesting life. And no, I did not leave him in there ;o)

FYI: It's Hot

I was sitting on the couch and caught a slight movement in the hallway from the corner of my eye. It was Elvis' toe. He was sleep running on his back. He woke up as I was taking the picture, but you get the jist. I have no idea what that face he's making means. He's an odd one.

P.S. It's at this junction in the hallway that the wind from four of the 5 fans I have running converge. This has become the boy's new sleeping place. I tried to find a portable ac today with no luck. Two Home Depots, a Lowes, one Target and a Best Buy later, I returned home empty handed. Ugh. And it's only going to get hotter.

George of the Jungle!

Are you scared?

Such a dapper dude!

Profile leopard faux hawk...

RAWR.

Lazy Play Time

Certianly not the most entertaining post yet but I still haven't had time to go through all of my pictures. However, if you keep your eye on Albert you'll see him do a flip around the 49 second mark. And by flip I mean he TRIES to flip and ends up flopping around like a fish out fish out of water. I give him points for cuteness though.

Something New

So I thought I would post a video showcasing the boys distinctive yowls. Elvis has a deep little man-mou while Albert has a cute high pitched MEWWWWWWWWW. It's a nice video except for the loud baby talking shrew in the background asking the boys to talk. I swear to everything that the boys sound like themselves but that noise coming out of my mouth is not at all an accurate depiction of my voice. I hope. So... cute video but listen with volume on at your own risk.

P.S. Please let me know if there are any problems with the video. It's our first time. :)

No Bubbies Allowed

Make no mistake. This is Albert's chair. Always and forever. Even when he's not using it.

Elvis has attempted to sit on the chair to no avail. Albert's super sensitive radar knows in an instant if El is even near the chair. From the other room he'll come running and if his brother looks like he is about to jump up, Al beats him to the punch. And poor Elvis, if he is already sitting in the chair, Albert lumbers up ON TOP of him and nudges him until he moves.

Don't mess with this cat and his seating arrangements.

An Homage to Nap Time

On their side of the bed of course.

Trudie and Lyle's mom(if you're out there), please correct me if I'm wrong, but Elvis looks just like what I imagine a grown up Lyle to look like in this picture. Or at least what I remember him to look like as a kitten.(Elvis is on the left).

Bird watching in bed. So lazy.

Please excuse the insane amount of pictures in this post. I just couldn't narrow it down any more. :)

House Guests

My friend Luci left to go back to Texas today. We were all sad to see her go. Except maybe for Elvis.

He was kind enough to help her pack.

Elvis: See Luce, I gots all your stuff packed. Time for you to go, ok?

Luci: Not without some major kisses little boy.

Elvis: Nuff kisses now. You go...

Don't be fooled, though. Elvis loved Luci. She just had the unfortunate job of sleeping on his side of the bed.

Itty Bitty Kitty Committee Fundraiser

HELP THE KITTIES PLEASE!!!

I don't know if it's even possible, but if somehow you found my blog through a channel other than The Itty Bitty Kitty Committee, let me fill you in on what's been going on. Laurie (a.k.a. Elvis and Albert's SUPER DUPER FOSTER MOM) over at IBKC is raising money and walking in the The Humane Society of Tacoma/Pierce County's "Dog-a-Thon" walk for homeless pets.
To paraphrase Laurie's post:

"Every single penny of the Itty Bitty Kitty Community pledges will go directly towards the cats. Specifically, the cat adoption program AND the build out of two more rooms for the cats.
These two rooms will be used to 'quarantine' incoming cats, so they'll have lots more room to hold cats, evaluate their health, treat them and find them homes. More room for cats, means more lives saved."

As of today, Laurie and the IBKC community have raised over $12,000, 82% of the way to the goal of $15,000. It's amazing and heart warming what a group of cat/animal lovers can do once they put their mind to it.

As for Albert and Elvis, they saved and saved and were very excited to make their pledge a couple of weeks ago. They hope to have another pledge ready to go by Friday(which just so happens to coincide with Mommy's payday). We encourage everyone to spare what they can . To the boys way of thinking, though they didn't make the biggest donation, every dollar counts.

Albert told me this morning(with strict orders never to repeat it because he's got a rep to protect) that he hoped the IBKC could raise a billion dollars. He said not only did Laurie and the Humane Society save him from who knows what, but that the IBKC also provided an outlet for him to find a home with his brother. And shouldn't we show our thanks by asking everyone we know to make a donation too! Then Albert cried a little and stalked off to find something to kill.

So here we are asking EVERYONE we know to make a donation! Once, twice, a billion times, whatever you can do will help!

Click on the cute picture of IBKC kitties answering phones at the top of the page for more info!

The Downfall of the Prehistoric Sloth

Sabre-tooth Albert eyes his prey. He knows the weakest link makes the best victim.

Caught in the evil cats clutches, the puny Sloth doesn't stand a chance.

Like a boa constrictor, the barbaric kitten tightens his grip.

This pre-historic Sloth succumbs not to extinction, but to the primitive savagery of the Sabre-tooth Albert.

Survival of the fittest.

We're Back to This?

They don't even pretend to get down anymore.

Don't mind me boys. I'm just gathering photographic evidence of your blatant disregard for the laws of the kitchen, specifically the no kitty butts on the refrigerator and counter rule.

Your punishments of treats and snuggles haven't altered your naughty actions whatsoever. Albert, are you winking at me? Not funny.

Fine. Sit there. But don't be surprised when I trade you boys to the gypsies for a pair of kittens who actually follow the rules.

They are obviously terrified.