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New Toys Make Freddie Happy

Freddie says, "Thanks for the toys, Ashlee!"

Freddie doesn't seem to understand that 2 cat toys + 2 cats = 1 toy for each cat.  He's claimed both of them as his own.  I can't really get mad at him for it because he's just so cute when he's playing.  I'll have to try and get some video of him playing.  I'll tell you, it's far more entertaining than watching television.

Here's Baranaby getting growled at for going near Freddie's new toy.  Poor Barnaby!  He just wanted to sniff it!

Apparently, Trash Is Tastier Than Cat Food

Remember this cute picture of Freddie "helping" me with my project?  Well, no more helping for Freddie!  He just had surgery to remove what the vet described as a "hard, black rubbery something" from his small intestine!  

EDIT:

Hey Ashlee,

Freddie almost has the tail torn off of his green fuzzy mouse.  Can I talk you into making another one when you have some spare time?  

King William Fair

We Have Fleas!

I have no idea where they came from but I have approximately 1.4 million bites on my legs. The poor boys are scratching like crazy. I feel like such a bad kitty mom! I'm stealing Lou's Revolution since she never used it. It expired last year but it should still be ok, right?

Barnaby F. Caspian II

#43. Recall your favorite childhood game.

I don't have a specific game like hide and seek that was my favorite.  My favorite "game" as playing pretend with my brother and my friends.  I have very fond memories of Nick and me playing in our weird van shaped pop-up tent.  It was a blue and red van shaped tent that attached itself to my twin sized bed.  I remember we would pretend that the van was our home, kind of like the Boxcar Children books.  We used to put on a lot of plays (which explains why he's an actor now).  Unfortunately, I don't remember what any of our plays were about.  I do know that every time we put one on, I had to wear my bellydancing outfit that Aunt Cassie made for me.  Mom also told me about the time we had a wedding for my Poppels and Nick asked her, "smoking or non-smoking," instead of, "bride or groom."

And of course, I remember when Ashlee, Nathan and I used to play in their basement with Barbie dolls and the various other toys they had.  I made a Drew Barrymore Barbie by cutting off all of her hair and having her flash everybody (this was around the time she flashed David Letterman on national television).  We also had a Howdy Doody looking doll that we named Green Pickle Chimichanga-changa.  And the MC Hammer doll became MC Hammer Hammer, with an emphasis on the last Hammer.  We were and still are strange people!