Helping & Browser & Sun & Twins

Last week the Community Foundation of Boone County sent us a big poster with a make-it-yourself Bow. (This year the CFBC is celebrating 20 years of Gifts Making a Difference in Boone County.) Since I Love Bows with All My Heart and am a Master at deconstructing them, it only makes sense that I would help/snoopervise AB Karen while she made the Bow.


Karen was relieved to have my help. Bow-making is serious business, and she was worried that she wouldn't be able to do it right. She didn't want to hang the only Bowless Community Foundation poster!


I've also been trying to keep up with Browser's World Tour. I miss him lots, but I'm sure he's having fun on his adventures!


Reading about his adventures really tires me out. Luckily we've had good sunpuddle weather in Indiana lately. (It also helps that I got a really thorough Furmination, too.)


I have also discovered that I am Kitikata-san's Brother of Another Mother! (Say that 3 times fast!) Kitikata-san is a Most Extraordinary and Beautiful Girlcat from Nashville, TN. For your viewing pleasure, she has posted side-by-side shots of us on her blog.

If you visit, please prepare to be dazzled by all the Handsomeness & Beauty on the page. It's almost too much for Blogger to handle! (You may also find that Google is Googling slower since she posted her pictures on June 4. Our apologies.)

One Helpful Cat,

Tober

Real Mancats Love Pink Bows and Flowers

I have decided that I am quite a fan of Pink Bows, and I'm not ashamed one bit.

One of my Staff Ladies got some flowers last week, so she decided to put them in the window (to help scare winter Away). I pulled the Bow off to see if it would be good to eat.

It was.


When I got bored with munching on the Bow, I decided to see if the flowers looked good to eat.

Brace yourselves. . . I hear this one has extra-special AWWWWWW power.


Flowers are only good for a few nibbles, since I don't want to urp them back up again.

But the Bow. . . I worked on the Bow all weekend. . .


My Staff kept moving the bow, sticking it back on the flowers, trying to make it hard to get--but I am One Determined Cat. (MY ABs also say lucky thing the Bow tore off in little pieces or I'd be having "issues"--whatever that means.)

The moral of this story is my Staff Ladies need more flowers (with big Bows) sent to them at the Library.

A Real Mancat,

Tober

Pink Bows

It has been very Busy around here, and I have missed out on a lot of blogging and seeing my blogging friends. Luckily my Photographer had her camera ready a lot, so I have good pictures of me to show you when I get the time to stick them on here.

Back a few weeks ago, when my Assistant Boss Karen was not feeling so good, some of her friends sent her flowers. (Flowers make sick people--especially ladies--feel better.)

Well, I thought they were for me; she put them right in my sitting spot, after all. You know how I feel about flowers. They should be eaten, played with, and destroyed. These flowers were even more offensive than normal because they came with a giant pink bow.

I waited until I was left alone with the flowers, and I pulled off the bow and threw it on the floor. The flowers were tolerable then. Karen thought that the pink offended my masculine tastes. She was right.

They gave the bow back to me, minus the wirey piece that held it all together, and the massacre began:


See how I was licking my chops in that picture? Then I really get into it:


This pink bow (although I hear it's just a ribbon after my mutilation) now Belongs to Me. Karen keeps it in her desk so I can take my frustrations out on it whenever I want.

Yesterday I also engaged in a little fly-hunting, because no amount of treats can really replace the taste of a nice, fresh fly. This is one of the extra services I provide for the Thorntown Public Library, and I think it speaks to my Dedication and Initiative.

Below I am putting a picture of Another Cat. This is only because Assistant Assistant Boss Christine begged me to let her post a picture of her girl-cat reading a Library Book. Kitty (yeah, that's her name) lives with AAB Christine and keeps her in line when I am not around to do so. I can't imagine the tortures that this poor cat endures, since her Mommy is one of the ones who upside-downs me all the time.


Come to think of it, she looks a bit harassed in this picture, doesn't she?

I think I'm All Done for now!

Master of the Pink Bow,

Tober