Muuum, do we have squirrels in Australia?

Muuuum, do we have squirrels in Australia??  

No sweetheart, no squirrels here.

Muuuuuuum?

What is it big fella?

Do we have squirrels in Australia?

No, now c'mon and let me get stuck into this housework, bwahahahaha.  Oh I crack myself up some days.

Knock.  Knock.  Knock.

Bark, bark, bark, bark, bark, bark.

Wonder who that is?

WTH?  

Evening folks, Frankie sent us over to say howdy.  The rest of the gang are outside making themselves at home. 

 

  

Shall I start the BBQ?

We're here to play along with The Boss.

Oh my these Manhattans are quite, hic, lovely aren't they? hic.

Thanks so much for making me some.  Oh yes, I will have another, thanks.  

C'mon everyone, group shot, group shot please?

Oh dog, Rory, I hope mum stands at the back after all those drinks.

Everyone say CHEESE! 

See ya mates.  Come back again soon.  

Dog oh dog, now that was a fabulous day wasn't it Rory.  

Hey mum wasn't it good?  Mum?  Mum?  Zzzzzzzzzzzzz.

Knock, knock, knock, knock.

Bark, bark, bark, bark, bark, bark, bark.

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Oh My Dog.  Mr Frankieeeeeeeeeeeeee!

No worries, and love, Stella and Rory

Wordless Wednesday

Rory didn't think he would be noticed 

when I tried to get out of bed!

The Princess and the Pea.  

Obviously not a princess as she's sleeping like a log!

Have a great Wednesday.

No worries, and love, Stella and Rory

Penny Purrs

Howdy Furriends, thanks so much for your get well wishes.  

As you can see I am feeling heaps better, have had my drain out and am allowed outside again.  Yaaahooooo! 

The three stooges  three amigos have been keeping busy.  

Here they are planning mayhem and mischief. 

 

 Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

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 All good here mates.

No worries, and purrs, Penny

Penny - Fighting and a Vet Visit

Howdy furriends.  Penny here to tell you all a story about why I spent the day at the Vets on Thursday.  It all started a week ago.  I was out snoozing under our lavendar bush where I always go.  I'm 14 now and like to relax and enjoy the day. You know, smell the flowers and enjoy the sun puddles, roll around in dust and just enjoy life.  So there I am minding my own business when Tom Cat from over the road comes strolling in to our place and pees on the front gate like he owns the joint.  Now I know for a fact that he's been peeing on OUR laundry door at night.  Mum opens it every morning and the smell is awful!  Mum gets her angry face on and it's not a good start to the day.  

So I say, hey, booger face, get off our property. You're not welcome here.  He spits and says he'll go where he damn well pleases.  Well, I may only be a scrap of a cat, weigh only 2.7 kgs (6 lbs) but I take home security seriously.  

I walk right up to that big tub of lard and give him a good left hook and then a right hook and then yell in his stoopid ears to go away.  He is surprised and swipes back.  I laugh and dodge and give him another lefty.  Now this is where it gets dirty.  The rotten buggar then bites me right on the face!!  How low can you go.  I tell him he's a dirty rotten scoundrel cause we were taught never to bite and that's low.  He just sneers and calls me a pussy.  Well just at this moment Rory and Stella hear all the commotion and come a running to help me.  Stella's in the lead with the Wobblin' Dude, aka Rory, backing her up.  Old booger face takes one look at them and runs away like the dirty yellow coward he is.

I'm feeling mighty fine and say thanks to them both for their help.  Well a few days later i'm starting to feel sore.  My face aches and I'm outta sorts.  My sissy comes home from work and holy moly, she freaks out, grabs me and runs inside.  My face has turned into a pumpkin during the day.  I don't care.  I just want to sleep but no chance.  Off to the Vets I go and I have to stay, have an anaesthetic and have lots of yucky stuff sucked outta my neck and face.  Lucky I slept through the whole thing and when I woke up and felt better, I was allowed to go home.  

 

Stella and Rory were glad to see me and I was glad too.  I have to stay inside till next Tuesday and mum made me up a litter tray so I said to the dawgs, help yourself mates to anything I leave in there.  It's only fair since they helped me when I needed them.  

So, I'm going crazy inside.  I want out.  Butt, mum says no.  Sigh.  I'm just gonna have to wait.  Let's hope stoopid old booger face doesn't come here again.  See ya mates.

NO worries, and purrs, Penny

P.S.  There are photos below of my neck.  It's gross and I have a drainage tube THROUGH my neck!  It doesn't hurt at all.  If ya want to look, scroll down.











 

Hope it didn't make ya spew!

xx

Sleepover with Tyler

Hey mum?  We told Tyler the compost is out of bounds, there's no Rat Bait but he wants to know where you stand on toadstools??
 

What did mum mean, we're grounded???

And her comment about the three stooges 

was supposed to be a joke right?

No worries, and slobber, Rory, Stella and Tyler

 

P.S.  No toadstools were consumed during the making of this post!

 

Rory gets the boot.

Yep, that's right.  I've got the boot.  On.  Again.  Sigh.
The other day Tyler our cousin came over for a play.  Yep, he's the one who thought he would snack on rat bait.  He had his last check the other day and his blood is clotting just fine now.

Looks like an angel doesn't he, 

but inside that Lab is a cracker hehe.

Well, he always likes to go cracker and run around and I thought I'd run around too.  It was fun.  I sorta have to gallop while my dodgy leg does its best and sometimes I do a couple of hops too just for balance.  We had a great time.

I came inside later and mum notices blood over the carpet.  Yep, I'd torn my nail again and broken open my pad on my toe.  Mum sighs, gets the boot out of the drawer where we thought it was going to stay and so for the last two days I've been wearing it.  Ya know, I missed the special stinkyness of my boot.  It is wonderful.  Can you imagine wearing a sock for a couple of months without washing it?  Mmmmm, good isn't it.  Mum tries to wipe it out with baby wipes and stuffs but it's leather (suede) and she hasn't washed it properly.  I love it as it is.

Possibly today or tomorrow the boot will come off again and my foot will be fine.  Here's some photos of us having breakfast.  Sometimes Stella's ears fall into her food hehe.
 

Mmmm, dry food, no extras, mmmmm, nom nom nom.

Mum, you can't possibly expect me to eat this can ya?

My blood under the carport.

On my pillow outside.

 Well, see ya later aligator.  

Have a great weekend mates.

No worries, and slobber, Rory and Stella

 

Water fun.

Howdy Everybuddy.  When it was hot recently mum bought us a new pool.  We played bob for the treats.  I was great.  Rory on the otherhand did not want to get his face or feet wet.

Hey S T E L L A !!!!

Did ya know there's food in here?

Nom, nom, nom.

Go on Rory, just stick ya head under and get one.

I can't Stellie.  Water goes up my nose.  Sniff, sniff.

Hey mum, can you just throw them into my mouth.  

That's easier for all of us isn't it?

This is the look we give mum when she takes 87 photos

and only gives us one treat.  Between us.  

No worries, and love, Stella and Rory