Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Skinless Evil Laughter

Oh dear.  It's almost Halloween and I haven't done much decorating around here.  Oreo Cat eats all the spiders so you won't see them stuffed and hanging from my windows this year.  

The deer that ate my latest patch of pansies are not cooperating, either.  I bought them frilly little outfits but when they see me, they run away.

I also bought a costume for Oreo but he saw this photo and is hiding under the bed.

 Iz couldn't scare a flea if Iz tried.

Then I decided that this would be the year I would tackle pumpkin carving.  Forget starting small with silly little triangle cutouts and toothless grins.   THIS is one scary squash:

 Hungry, hungry, hungry! I eat kittens for snacks.

Oh yeah!  That was fun.  I love it.


Oh, ok.  No, I didn't carve that.  I tried but Oreo jumped into the pumpkin and made a mess of things. 

Maybe I'll just do a bit of decorating...

I made a slight alteration to my candy bowl with the help of some SuperBond stuff.  I thought it would be fun to hand out candy with a skeleton in the bowl.  Hee Hee.

 Mr. Skinless surveys the empty bowl with his own special slant.

I need to work on that empty bowl issue.

Ooh ahh, Scarecrow lives!  She is guarding the apples:

OK.  OK.  Here's my costume:

 Rasta Tweety goes Disco!

H A V E   A   G R E A T    H A L L O W E E N ! ! !

Photo credits: Kitty in costume, evil pumpkin: Internetz, All others: Reffie

Saturday, October 1, 2011

Life as a Cookie - Part Seven

Another post by Oreo, the kooky cookie cat, with the help of Reffie's Evil Twin.

I'm finally able to get to the laptop while Reffie takes a shower.  I usually like to accompany her to the shower because it's a fun place with stuff spouting and spewing everywhere.  I don't understand why I get wet, though.  I don't really like that.

I've been most unhappy with this female human lately.  She does not sit down much and I like laps.  I captured her today, though, when she sat down and put a newspaper in her lap.  Hee Hee.  All mine.  While she attempted to open and read it,  I wrestled with her clothing.  She has this string thing on her shorts.  Ooh ahh.  I untied it several times so it could be long enough for me to practice making string art.   She must not have approved of my masterpieces...

Sigh.  I got in trouble.  She said something about my claws and teeth on her bare belly.  It's her own fault.  She folded up her blouse because I kept snagging it.

The humans took a vacation last month and left me to fend for myself.

Oreo, Reffie's friends visited you every day.

Huh?  Oh yeah.  One of them brought me a hollow round thing that made a funky noise when it hit the floor (a ping-pong ball).  I got tired of listening to it so I hid it.  Reffie looks for it occasionally but the foolish girl has not discovered my toy stash.

Reffie and Hubby are excited about something red.  I think that's cool because I also get excited about something red.  It's a dot.  That's right, a red dot.  It has something to do with a device that they hold in their paws.  I'm not sure how it works but this red dot flies all over the place.  It is my mission in life to capture and conquer that bothersome orb.

The red causing all the excitement for the humans is baseball.  The Texas Rangers are in the playoffs!

Scoot.  Scoot.  DOWN OREO!

Sheesh.  He just takes over.  I wanted to share a photo with you.  It's been a rough summer but my Texas Sage ignored that and bloomed anyway.

 Unfortunately, I nearly had a cow when I opened my water bill.  :(

"1.00s, 1.50s, 1.75s for the short arms. If you know what I'm talking about, you're probably old, too."

"Boomer brain fog: What was the last, middle, and first part of what you just said to me?"