Packages in the Mail!

The other day, we got THREE packages in the mail!

You know what packages mean around here...TOYS!

One package had another pretty package inside it...

Look at the cool stuff! I won a pendant from my friend Marjorie during a Twitter party, but look at the cool cards and stationary she sent with it!

And do you see that pendant? It's got ME on it!

Mom tried to get a pic of me modeling the pendant, but I was a reluctant model. (OK, so I just really wanted to nap!)

So the cool stuff from Marjorie was in one package, but that leaves TWO more, right?! You know what was in them???

NOTHING! That's right. I got robbed. Both of those boxes had stuff in them for MOM. That's totally not fair.

I gave Mom my stink eye...

And I guess my look must have really helped because Mom felt bad and got a toy out of her secret stash for me!

I forgave her...

Visiting Grandma

Last weekend, Mom and I went to visit Grandma, and we stayed at Grandma's house ALL weekend long! There was lots of stuff going on. Here's my "photo essay" of the weekend...

I supervised Mom's driving on the way to Grandma's house. It's a long trip.

When we see corn, we know we're getting close!

You know I love being at Grandma's house for lots of reasons...but the main one is 'cause she's got a huge yard with a fence. I'm Free-Range Buttons -- NO leash! So here's me checking stuff out.

Mom took this pic upside down 'cause she was bending over, scratching my booty.

More Free-Range Buttons... Just look at all of that yard for me to sniff!

Mom even took a short video of me investigating stuff in the yard. Mom was hot and wanted to go inside. I took my time, though, checking pee-mail from my doggy cousins.

And then I did a lot of napping in Grandma's air conditioning.

When my uncle came to visit, I decided to hide.

And at night time, I hogged the bed (of course!).

On Saturday morning, there was a big 5K run/walk in the town where Grandma lives. It was held in memory of my Grandpa and raised money for Parkinson's research. (Some of you may remember that Grandpa just died last year from that icky bad disease.) I stayed at Grandma's house and Mom went and did the walk. So, here's me posing with Mom's race number. She got to be # 1.

After the 5K, there was more time for me to spend sniffing stuff outside. Can you see me in this pic? I'm that little tiny white dot by the little cabin!

That afternoon, I got to go watch a parade in town with Mom.

I wasn't sure about some of the noises. The fire engines were loud and the sounds from these little go-carts made me get a little scared, too.

And then later that night, I hogged the bed once again. And if you look closely, you'll see that I'm sinking down into the bed. Yep...our air mattress sprung a leak!

And then the next day it was time for us to drive all of the way back to our house. When we stopped to get gas, I guarded the car. I made sure to bark at EVERY person I saw at that gas station. I thought everyone needed to know that I was on the job.

Then I supervised Mom's driving some more.

And you know what I did when I got home? I had to recover from all of the busy fun I had visiting Grandma!

Meow Meow Meme Award

My friend Mario gave me the Meow Meow Meme blog award a few days ago. Can you believe that?! I hadn't even posted in over two weeks because Mom was "too busy." But Mario still liked me and my blog enough to pass the award along. So sweet. Thanks, Mario!

Like some other blog awards, you're supposed to answer some questions. I think this may actually be a kitty award (the first hint was the award title -- Meow Meow Meme), but I'm just gonna answer everything anyway. Here goes...

1. Where do you like to hang out?

That's simple...my princess tent, of course! I like to hide in there and spy on Mom. I can hide and spy at the same time.

My second favorite spot to hang out in is under Mom's bed. I've tunneled through all of the stuff she stores under there. I can do whatever I want under there, 'cause she can't reach me. Pretty cool!

2. Who is your favorite kitty crush?

I love all kitties. Seriously. I just like to sit and stare at kitties. If a kitty comes up to me, I get all bashful and hide behind Mom. ("Bashful" sounds better than admitting I can get scared of a kitty...)

Here are some pictures of me staring at Jingles over at his house. I'm super nice to Jingles and I don't bother him at all. I just like to stare at him! (I do the same thing with Piglet and Mel and Pepper. I think those are all the kitties I know in person...)

3. What is your favorite scent?

This is a tough one to answer. I really like soggy bully sticks. Oh, and squeaky toy stuffing. And there's the all time favorite...pee mail!

Just for fun, here's a close-up of my super sniffer.

4. What's your favorite TV show?

I don't watch TV at all. In fact, the only time TV ever catches my attention is when the Toyota commercial is on that has the squeaky toys in it. Here's a video of Mom playing the commercial on our computer just to show how I react to it...

5. What's your favorite movie?

Well, I don't watch TV, and I don't really watch movies, either. So instead of a regular movie, I'm gonna show you my favorite video of me! I think that works.

This video is special to Mom and me 'cause it's the very first video she took of me. This was the morning after I met my new Mom. She and my foster Mom both thought I'd be frightened from the big move and my new surroundings. But what did I do when I got to my new house? I unpacked my toys and dove into my new sister's toys, too. Less than 12 hours after moving in, I was rolling on toys. Nobody could believe that I adapted so quickly. I think it's just 'cause it was meant to be. Oh, and there were lots of cool toys here, too...

6. What is your best piece of feline wisdom?

Well, I obviously can't write about "feline" wisdom, but I can share some "canine"...

Perfect your stink eye look. It really helps in properly training your Mom. For example, this is my latest stink eye (the latest that was caught on camera, at least). I'm basically telling Mom to put DOWN the stupid camera and take me out to potty.

Those are all of my Meow Meow Meme Award questions. Thanks again, Mario!

My Pacifier

I was snoring away in bed the other day, as only I can snore. And if you've ever met me, then you know I'm a pretty good snorer. Even the vet thinks my snorty noises are quite impressive. But that's a whole other blog post...

So anyway, I was snoring away when Mom rudely woke me up. I looked up at her all sleepy, and she started taking pictures of me. Rude! She was snapping away with the camera because of my new pacifier. See it?

Yep. That's a bully stick. I chew it all up and cram the whole thing in my mouth. Or as much of it as I can get in there. And that's how I sleep...

...until Mom wakes me up to take pictures, that is. Then Mom took her rudeness to an entirely new level. She pulled the bully stick out of my mouth!

She thinks the chewed up, slobbery part is gross. And she doesn't seem to think I should be sleeping with all of that bully stick in my mouth. She's afraid I'm gonna choke or something silly like that.

But you know what I did? As soon as she pulled it out, I put it right back in!

I've been doing this a lot. It's fun to snooze with a bully stick pacifier. Tonight I even got MORE of it in there!

Mom distracted me with a toy puppy, though, and got me to give up the pacifier for a while...

Now I gotta go find it again. It's bed time, you know!