Cupcakes, Eh!

I don't know what these cupcake things taste like, but apparently they are they all that and a bag of catnip!

Niece got these cupcakes in the mail.  You may be wondering why doesn't Niece just get them at a store here in faBOOlous Las Vegas?  Well, Niece says these are special cupcakes.  They were made to help a very sick doggie.

Study Buddy, Eh!

My roommate Lila is Niece's first fur baby. Lila hangs out with Niece a lot. They're like kibble and catnip. Back when Niece was doing her bachelor's degree, Lila used to sit in a special chair and hang out while Niece wrote papers and studied.

Now Niece is working on her master's and Lila is back into study mode! Only this time she stole my chair, eh!


Lila in 2002 in her chair




Lila in 2011 in my chair




I'm ok with Lila hanging in my chair though. She's pretty nice to me, plus I have to sit under my brain lamp when Niece studies so I can help!



Pawsitively Yours,
Brainiac Boo

Resolutions, Eh!

2010 was a great year, eh! I feel like there's more I can do in 2011 though to have a furfilled 9 lives. Here are my New Year's Resolutions.


1.) Eat more fish. "Three plates should be enough, eh?"



2.) Get more beauty rest. "Let's take a snoozer Doofus dog!"



3.) Take the stairs. "Climbing up was tough. Going down, a piece of catnip cake!"



4.) Invest for my future. "Stocks, bonds, or tuna, eh?"



5.) Stop and enjoy the view. "I don't need glasses, I can see those birds just fine!"



6.) Read more. "Wonder when my new Cat Fancy magazine arrives, eh?"



7.) Listen more to others. "You don't say, eh?"



8.) Spend more time with my family. "The family that hunts together, stays together."



9.) Make time for me. "Forget Me and My Shadow, this is Me and My Sunpuddle!"


10.) Help more around the house. "Where would you like me to put this?"



And the most important - blog more! "Type faster Niece!"



Hope your New Year's Eve is whiskertastic!
Boo

Merry Catmus, Eh!

Merry Christmas Boo Buddies!!

It's been a pawsome morning here in Las Vegas. We got so many presents, we must have been really good this year, eh! The NORAD Santa tracker didn't show Las Vegas, but based upon all our goodies, there's no doubt he was here.

Lila got catnip fortune cookies, a fuzzy squirrel, and a fuzzy possum.

Frankie got a Peek Box and a new stick of catnip dynomite.

Newbe got a slumber ball and a chirping red cardinal.

Keebler got an Undercover Mouse and sports themed ping pong balls.

And your one and only Boo Man got a FroliCat laser and a crinkle activity mat.

Here we are playing and enjoying some of our toys.

This Undercover Mouse is scary and cool all at the same time, eh!

When Newbe saw her slumberball she climbed right on it and had a seat!

Santa put treats in here and tiny mice and bouncy balls, eh!

Why does this dot always get away?

This chirping bird needs to be taught a lesson by Newbe!

I hope this mat doesn't make my belly look fluffy, eh!

Niece says some video is coming soon too.

Hope you all had a whiskertastic Christmas morning and are now getting in a well deserved cat nap!

Meow Ho, Meow Ho, Meow Ho!
Boo

Hit The Jackpot, Eh!

Greetings!

It's Sunday, but there is no sun today. Not one ray, eh! It's cloudy and windy and cold.

I however am having great fun inside playing with our kitty jackpot! The Boy's grandparents send all family kitties $2 each at the holidays. In Canada, $2 comes in a coin called a Toonie. Here in the U.S., it's a silly looking bill that not many humans use at the stores. Crazy, eh!



As you can see, we have $10 because there are 5 of us! It's been so exciting to sit with my roommies and wonder what we could do with all this money. A tub of catnip? More cans of salmon? A new set of fuzzy mice? The possibilities are endless!! Because my roommates are sleeping, I'm currently in charge of watching the Christmas Jackpot.


Since I'm so large, I'm in charge!! *MOL*
I love the smell of U.S. money, eh!

Oh! A kitty meeting just got called. I think we're taking a vote on what to do with our cash. Meow at you later!!



Purrs,
Boo

Boo Buddy Birthday, Eh!

Greetings Y'All!! (Like my southern accent? I saw it on a Pace Picante commercial during a hockey game, eh!)

Today we have a Boo Buddy Birthday - Curley from Canada is 3 (or 21 if you do the human conversion)!


Now we all know what fun and crazy things happen when you're 3 (or 21), right? First off, you no longer have to show your cat ID when going to PetSmart for catnip. You also have the right to stop by the hampster cages and bet kibble on those spinny wheel things they run in. If three hampsters all stop in a row you win like 2,000 kibble! Plus, you can stop by the front counters and buy a pretty feline one of those foofy drinks mixed with cat milk and decorated with a toy mouse umbrella.

Now some people say that Curley and I look alot alike (here I am and Curley is above):


I'm totally cool with that because I think that Curley and I would make excellent "pawmen" (I think humans call them "wingmen" but that really makes no sense because humans have arms, not wings... birds have "wingmen". Humans really need to get a clue, eh!)

Yup, just Curley and I out on the floor at PetSmart - struttin' our stuff. We'd be pretty handsome Canadian hunka hunka chunka chunka's. Plus I'm older so the felines could have their choice between my maturity, stature and sexy tube socks or Curley's dashing youthfulness and snazzy stripes. Not to mention we both can bust-a-move and cut a rug on a rug!!

Happy Birthday Curley! Have a cat milk cocktail for me dude!
Boo-Man your Paw-Man

Happy Blog Birthday, Eh!

Boo Buddies today is an exciting whiskertastic day! The Boo Blog turns 1yr old (or 7 in cat years).


My awesome human sister was such a doll and made sure I made it through the airports in Canada and the U.S. last year so I could have a pawsitively awesome time sunning my belly in the desert sun. My carrier was very luxurious, but I wish I would have had a seat in first class with my own bag of kitty treats. I would have enjoyed Garfield as the in-flight movie too.


When I arrived in Nevada, I was so excited to meet Niece. I had heard great things about her and how she spoiled her cat babies, and it's all true! You should see how whipped she is - the cats around here are very proud of their work. MOL!

I was very pampered my first weeks here. I had my own high-roller's suite, personalized dishes, my bed fluffed every day, spa treatments, and salmon Saturdays from room service. I had a blast once I ventured out to the main lobby where I didn't win any looneys or tooneys, but I found the incredible Vegas nightclub "The Rug". Man did Keebler and I party on that thing every night with our catnip cigars. It was incredible.





I've seen some pretty interesting events around here too. Niece and The Boy are always busy changing stuff around here. I guess they like this place to keep up with the latest trends. They call it home improvement, I call it nap interruptions! Then there was that hilarious night Niece sprayed a fire extinguisher in her own face. That was classic! Don't see that in Canada everyday!

When I was first here, I had a nemisis named Newbe. I think our tension came from the fact she's an American Shorthair and I'm from Canada. I think she's gotten over it for the most part now. We're not best friends, but she says hi every once in awhile and that's ok. It's better than paw fighting!


My greatest friend here is Lila. She's a Maine Coon and since Maine is so close to my home in Canada I think we have a bond. She was sick this past year but is now healthy and I'm so proud that she survived cancer. Meow meow pretty lady!


There's still one cat here I don't know very well and that's Frankie, she's a shy girl but she sometimes comes down for salmon. I think she's very pretty, and she has a unique voice because she's Siamese. I'm so lucky to meet such a diverse bunch of kitties.


Tension this past year did meet an all time high with Keebler, my club buddy, because she's Norwegian Forest and Norway didn't fair well in the winter olympics while Canada WON THE GOLD in men and women's hockey! MEEEEOOOOWWWW OH CANADA!! Too bad the Canadiens just lost their chance for the Stanely Cup.


So as you can see it's been an eventful first year! I even released my own workout video to help inspire all the kitties out there who need to lose a little fluff.

To all my Boo Buddies, I hope you are doing great and I can't wait to keep you entertained for another pawsitively wonderful year. I know that I'll spend the next year catching some rays and enjoying the good life. I am one blessed fella, eh?!


Lots of love,
Boo

Olympics In Canada, Aye!

I'm so proud to see Canada on the television every day with the start of the 2010 Winter Olympics. It's very exciting! I just wish they'd televise the 2010 Winter Kitty Olympics! I realize that our games don't bring in the big sponsors (even though I'm pretty sure Tim Hortons would jump on board because every cat owner loves donuts), but the events are quite exciting. Check them out:

Catnip Mouse Curling - a catnip mouse is pushed across the floor and kitties use their paws to scrub the surface and get the mouse to its final destination. Disqualification occurs if the mouse has a googley eye ripped off.

Cat Couch Jumping - after a short run to gain speed, kitties soar through the air and have to clear the couch and land on the other side on all 4 paws. The wipe outs can be quite dramatic.

Cat Cross-Kitchen Racing - because the loud noise of starting guns scare us, the race is kicked-off with the clanking of plates. Kitties then take off, crossing the vast kitchen and all of its obsticles to arrive first at the finish line where tuna is disbursed in lieu of medals.

Cat Luge - after a hardwood floor is prepared and cleaned, kitties run and lay down, front paws out, and luge across it. Like the human luge, spinning out of control is not a good idea.

Cat Bobsled - a team of cats run together, then the first cat stops and the others crash into him causing a pile up or as the trainers say, a perfect "choo-choo train effect". If the cats can maintain a line formation and slide all the way to the finish line together, they win.

Cat Figure Skating - only the most graceful participate in this event spinning in circles and maintain composure on any slick marble tile surface. This one is my personal favorite.


In the spirit of the games, I'd now like to sing our Canadian Kitty National Anthem. Please rise...

O Canada! Meow!
Our home and native land! Meow!
True patriot love in all thy sons command. Meow!
With glowing hearts we see thee rise,
The True North strong and free! Meow!
From far and wide, O Canada,
We stand on guard for thee. Meow!
God keep our land glorious and free! Meow!
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee. Meow!
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee. Meow!

LET THE GAMES BEGIN!!

Your Canadian Gold Medalist in Awesomeness,
Boo

Been Busy, Aye!

Howdy Howdy!

Sorry it has been so long since I've written on my blog. I've been one busy fella.

First, Niece and The Boy finished the window seat, and let me tell you, that is one fabulous window seat! I have officially moved from the casita to the window seat. Now "why", would you ask, would I give up a luxurious suite for a seat? Well let me tell you why: I can sleep on it, I can nap on it, I can sit on it, I can watch birds from it, I can watch television there, I can get afternoon sunshine, and I can hang out with everyone since they are always in that room... the thing is amazing. Outside of the vacuum pouch salmon and catnip cigars, I'm not sure anything better has been invented.




Then we had some visitors. The Boy's family came to see us. That was a lot of fun because everyone thought I was one cool fella. I appreciate that they're smart people who know a good lookin' Canadian guy when they see one, aye. Even more fun was an air bed in the casita. I think we should have an air bed in the casita all the time, even though it would then be hard to chose whether to be on the air bed or on the window seat. Here I am enjoying its awesomeness!


Another cool thing about the airbed was blankets! I love getting under blankets. It's like having my own tent or fort or cave. Here's a photo of me burrowing like a ground hog.



Yup life is pretty good. Lila and I have become good friends. Keebler is still my buddy. Frankie doesn't come around much, but I like her anyhow. And then there's Newbe... our relationship has it ups and downs, but for the most part we're living a much more peaceful life. I'll never understand that crazy American girl, but I have respect for how fast she can run up the stairs. I'm getting faster too! Which is good for my work outs and my heart!

Speaking of which, I see Dr. P. again tomorrow for a check up. They have given me some medicine that is supposed to help keep me healthy! That's good because I have lots of and lots of years to sit on that window seat!!

I saw Peggy Sue recently. She's doing great. She loves her buddy Charlie and she's all fluffy for winter, which is good because her summer haircuts are kinda silly, but it keeps her nice and cool when she's rolling around in the grass. Which might I add, I can see our grass from my window seat and the birds that are on it. I love the window seat!!

Hope everyone had a great Halloween - Niece and The Boy don't pass out candy, which I'm glad. It's so crazy to hear that doorbell every 2 seconds. Us cats, we hate that. Doorbells are bad - they're NOT window seats...

Next up, Thanksgiving!! I can't wait to see how much turkey Keebler gets from Niece and The Boy. That girl can beg for food like no other kitty I've seen. You'd think she was a dog!!

Pawsitively yours,
Window Seat Boo Man

Nicknames, Aye?

I've come to the conclusion that people in America love nicknames and silly words. Here are some of the ones I've heard lately:

The Boo Man (Very super hero sounding. I'm pretty sure I could save the day if I had a good nap.)

Boo Bear (Can I use that as my trucker CB radio ID? "Breaker breaker, this is Boo Bear, what's your 20? I've got some fire in the wire and a smokey on my tail.")

Honey Bear (Oh come on, that screams wuss city!)

Buddy (Isn't that a dog name? Yuck!)

Big Boy (As in the restaurant that Bob guy had?)

Lover Boy (Now that's what I'm sayin'!)

Mr. Tubbs and The Big Guy (I'm pretty sure these are a direct reference to my robust Canadian build.)

Well, if you think those are silly, check out some of the ones my roommates have to endure. Mind you, their real names are Keebler, Newbe, Lila and Frankie.

Troubles McGee (Is Keebler's last name McGee? Huh, I thought she was Norwegian not Irish.)

Keebee (Sounds like a bumble bee locksmith, "Just call the Key Bee for all your lock troubles!")

Keebs (Rhymes too much with dweeb. If she was in elementary school they'd call her Keebee the Dweebee. That would be bad.)

Dewbe (People could really take this the wrong way, I mean I know we all do a little catnip from time to time, but that's the hard stuff!)

Dewbers (That's too hard to say with my Canadian accent, aye?)

Dewbs (Sounds like boobs - that is funny!)

El Dewbo (It has great latin flare! Wonder if she has a cape and sword?)

Pumpkin D (What?!)

Crazy Legs (Several cats have this nickname, I'm not sure who truly owns it though. They're all crazy to me!)

Bella (Ahhh, the sounds of Italy... "When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie, that's amore...")

Stinky (I've seen some of the butts around here and this ain't no lie. Know what I'm sayin'?!)

Stinkles (Again, just another way to say kitties need to lay off the kibble sometimes. Step away from the bowls folks.)

Frank'n'Stuff (Better her than me with this nickname.)

Frankles (Who is the cat again? I never see her...)

I'm pretty sure the only way I can end this posting is to share my nicknames for Niece and The Boy.

Niece is Food Lady.
The Boy is Food Man.

Pawsitively Yours,
Honey Bear

My First New Friend, Aye?

I don't have a lot of time to blog tonight because I'm partying it up at The Rug. I have to say, it has been the greatest kitty nightclub ever. And my roommate - the Norwegian Forest - turned out to be my best clubbing buddy! And here I thought our differences over Canadian hockey and Norwegian hockey were going to ruin our chances of hanging out, aye.

Tonight is "Catnip Cigar Night" at The Rug - which I personally think is the greatest cat toy/promotional club item of all time! I mean anyone can get a plastic tumbler filled with cat milk, but legalized nip in a cigar shaped fabric toy? That is outstanding! This place holds no expense when it comes to pleasing its patrons.

Here are a few pics of us chillin' at the club.



This is one of my favorite new friend pictures:


This past Thursday, my furry sister Peggy stopped by for happy hour at The Rug. It was good to unwind after a long week. I mean you saw how hard I was helping Niece with her documents from work! It's exhausting!


Well I was going to see if the party was still hoppin', but writing this blog has made me sleepy. Maybe I'll just grab some kibble and lie down in my suite. Tomorrow is another day and I'm in tight now with the club owners. Viva La Rug!!

Pawsitively Yours,
Boo