Tuesday, July 25, 2017
Cyndi: This is Marcus. We all thought he was a bit on the unfocused side. But evidently he is not as mentally disturbed ... er, challenged as we Funny Farmers thought he is.
Micah: This is Marcus being Marcus - noisy, hyper, unable to stay still. Jan was trying to hang onto the vacuum with one hand and the camera with the other. Marcus was so focused on attacking and shaking the vacuum as hard as possible, he is out of focus in these two photos.
Cyndi: Actually, it's amazing he's even in the shots since the camera was bobbing and weaving. But the moment he realized Jan was taking pictures, he did this.
Micah: Yes, he grabbed his ball and posed! Notice the vacuum in lower left corner. No one would ever guess he'd just tried to murder it.
Cyndi: Those are the two sides of Marcus. Wild, fun loving and unpredictable. Calm, assured model. Which Marcus do you prefer?
Saturday, July 22, 2017
A special Saturday birthday post for our lovely Merci. She was adopted on this date from the local shelter in 2003, possibly age 2 at the time, so Jan made this her official birthday. That would make her about 16..
This is a more recent photo of her, probably within the last year. She is showing her age even more today.
Merci: Thank you for this lovely card Pipo, Mr Jack Freckles and Mom Ingrid.)
Merci: And thank you Alasandra the Cats and Dogs.
What pretty cards. I can't wait to open the presents you guys got me. There are presents, aren't there!
Rusty: Um ... I don't see any. Doe anyone know if we bought Merci a present?
Taylor: Actually, we didn't have any money to buy her anything.
Micah: I thought we were going to steal .. er, borrow some from Jan's purse.
Marcus: We shook it and all that fell out were three pennies. Amazon didn't have anything on sale for three cents.
Rusty: But there's cake. Surely there's cake. Noooo? Cyndi is shaking her head. Cyndi, weren't you in charge of baking Merci a cake?
Cyndi: I was but when I tried to get eggs out of the refrigerator yesterday, a pineapple fell on my head and Jan yelled at me to stop bruising the fruit. What about the bruise on my head? My ears were ringing for hours.
Micah: It seems we've failed to make your birthday a happy one, Merci. We're sorry.
Buddy: If I were you, Merci, I would refuse to turn another year older until Jan gets on the ball and gets you something worth celebrating! After all, you only turn 16 once.
Merci: It's okay, guys. You tried. I don't really need anything except my family and you're all here. Except Jan. Where is she?
Buddy: I think that was Jan that just yelled "ow". I wonder what happened?
Percy: *cranes his neck to see into the kitchen* I think the pineapple that attacked Cyndi yesterday just fell out of the refrigerator onto Jan's bare foot.
As long as we're posting on Saturday, we would like to join Athena's Caturday Art blog hop. The first picture is a sketch. Unfortunately, we don't remember what we used for the second.
Friday, July 21, 2017
Micah: Oh, how I miss my so comfy scratching post. It was the best napping spot around. Do you think Jan will take the hint and get me a new one?
Rusty: If it was so comfy, why did you tear it up?
Micah: That's what you do with a scratching post. Oh, wait, you don't have any front claws. You haven't had the pleasure. Take my word for it. Sleeping with all those jagged pieces of cardboard massaging you is bliss.
Rusty: I think it affected your brain. Similar to Buddy yesterday declaring we're thankful for Marcus. Perhaps it's the humidity.
Cyndi: *clears throat* Excuse me but we're supposed to be letting readers know we've posted a new interview on Mousebreath.
Taylor: Yes, and one of the kitties has my name, Taylor. I don't have a middle name, though, but she's sure pretty. So is her sister April.
Percy: Stop by mousebreath to meet Taylor Swift and April Paris. They don't have a blog, but they are on Instagram and do have an entertaining story.
We are joining the Pet Parade hosted by Rascal and Rocco, Basil the Bionic Cat, Barking from the Bayou and Owned by a husky.
Thursday, July 20, 2017
Percy: Remember when Jan stopped to meet someone who used to work at Martha Mill? While they talked, Marcus stripped down to his collar with one leash attached. To this day he swears the devil made him do it.
Buddy: He was so proud of himself for getting out of his harness and one of two leashes. He used to be such an escape artist until Jan started clipping his harness to his collar.
Percy: It's been so hot and humid lately Marcus hasn't been getting into much mischief. I kind of miss that.
Buddy: You miss what?
Percy: Oh, you're right. What was I thinking? It's so peaceful here when Marcus is passed out with the rest of us.
Buddy: On the other paw, it has been kind of boring around here lately. Except for those moments when Marcus races around screeching at everyone because he thinks he's going for a walk.
Percy: Or Jan is taking out the trash. Or cleaning the litter pans. I don't know where he got the idea he's the official trash escort. It's not like Jan can't find her own way outside to the trash can.
Buddy: Well, she does tend to get lost between the living room and kitchen a lot.
Percy: Then I guess Marcus does have a purpose here. We old furries can sleep while he snoopervises Jan.
Buddy: So this week we are thankful for the screwball Marcus?
Percy: I'm afraid so.
Note: Sorry we have been missing for a while. We will probably be around sporadically until we all feel better.
We're joining the Thankful Thursday blog hop at Brian's Home.