You Call It Football, I Call It Hairball, Eh!

Meow, meow, meow.... the Super Bowl is on.  Whatever, eh!  It's no hockey game, so I don't get what all the buzz is about.  I mean there's no ice, no sticks,  no fist fights.  And even worse, there was a half-time show with some singer lady from the 1980's!  If there is not a zamboni entertaining me at a half time, I'm not interested.

The coach for the Patriots must think it's going to snow though because he's wearing a hoodie.  Coaches in hockey don't wear hoodies!!  They have more style, eh!  The only good thing about Super Bowl Sunday is we get extra salmon to celebrate!  That's pawsome!!

Pawsitively Yours,
Boo Man

Mellow Fellow, Eh!

Hello Boo Buddies,

Not much to report here from my lap of luxury.  My days consist of only the finest kibble, the tastiest of salmon, greatest of naps, fluffiest of fur, and stunningly handsome good looks.... oh and every once in a while I yak up a hairball.  *MOL*

Seriously though, life is grand.  Niece still picks me up and gives me those darn squeezer hugs.  I go along with it because it makes her happy but really, do they have to last that long?  Give a brother a break, would ya!  I've got hockey to watch, eh!

"Is the television on the right channel?
It better not be on football."

Pawsitively yours,
Boo Man

Meow Year's Resolutions, Eh!

Purrs and Meows!!  Boo Man here to countdown the end of 2011 and make my list of New Year's resolutions.  Here we go!

1.) Increase snoozers by 35%.

2.) Decrease kibble noms by 2% while increasing salmon by 5%.  Time to balance out my carbs and my proteins, eh!

3.) Help Niece find my nice new Canadian flag collar Santa brought me.  She's really starting to get annoyed now, eh!

4.) Shed less and foof more.  I gotta keep it lookin' rad on this hockey body, eh!!

5.) Demand more belly rubs and fewer squeezer hugs from Niece... but not after noms and salmon.  That makes me wanna have a yak attack, eh!

6.) Help Niece with her  homework so she can manage my blog and Twitter more.  My fans are getting restless.  If she keeps slackin', I'm going to have to cut back on her loonie and toonie meow manager pay, eh!

7.) Finally catch that cheeky little laser dot - what a HOSER!

8.) Win the 2012 regional staring contest so I can move onto nationals.

9.) Watch more hockey... which may make Resolution #1 tough to achieve. (Here I am celebrating Canada's hockey gold medal in 2010!  I was doing the hockey happy dance, eh!)

10.) Demand respect of my rad hockey body at the vet's office.  I'm defensive fluffy not offensive fat.

Hope your 2011 was faBOOlous and here's to a whiskertastic 2012, eh!!

Pawsitively yours,
Boo

Rockin' The Flag, Eh!!

Hello Boo Buddies,

Long time no meow, I know. It's just been such a great winter for napping that I'm a snooze master! I do make sure to catch my beloved Canadiens when they're on the box the humans always stare at, but they just lost to the Flyers. The Boy was happy, me not so much, eh!!

Niece got me a rockin' holiday gift and said I had to have it now. It's a Canadian flag collar. I look pretty pawsome in it.  She's got good taste.

Niece says I'm a stud muffin - I have no idea what that means, but if it means that I'm a hockey God, then it works. *MOL*

Hope you're ready for Christmas too!  May you have lots of kibble in your stockings and catnip cigars under your tree.

Meho Meho Meho, eh!

Love,
Boo Man

What Have I Been Up To, Eh?

I know all my Boo Buddies are like, "WHERE IS THE BOO MAN?" and I hear you.  Niece is just so busy that when I sit down to meow all my stories to her she's so sleepy.  I totally understand sleepy, I'm the king of snoozers, but seriously - letting my bloggy go silent is not cool.  It's just as bad as when I don't get the channel my Canadiens are playing on, eh!!

So for those of you wondering what I've been up to.  Here's a list.

#1.) Snoozing.  Hey, I'm good at it!

#2.) Eating.  Yeah, I'm pretty good at this too.

#3.) Getting some air on my belly.  It's how it stays so foofy!

#4.) Enjoying the cooler fall air.  Finally that pesky summer nonsense is over.

#5.) Watching the birds.  They do some really stupid stuff out there, eh!

#6  Enjoying shows from my buddy Simon.  His cat is HILARIOUS.




I hope you've been having fun too.  Until we meow again!!
Pawsitively Yours,
Boo Biggins

Food Plate, Eh

I was hanging out with Niece, and she was reading this story online about a Food Plate.  I guess humans like to balance out their food.  Previously it was a pyramid.  Now it's a plate.  A balanced diet to me is when I have a belly full of kibble and I steady myself on my favorite couch, eh!  *MOL*

So here is a picture of their plate:

Here's a picture of mine:

And may I note that it is acceptable to have either fresh salmon right from the pouch or can or freeze dried salmon direct from PetSmart.  I'm not picky.

Niece says I'm a little heavy on the carbs.  I told her to talk to the paw!  This rad hockey body is a result of my precise kibble intake and regimented work outs.

Until next time!
Boo Man

Those Pesky Bruins, Eh!

The Boston Bruins are a bunch of hosers, eh!!  Not only did they beat my precious Canadiens, but now they beat The Boy's Philadelphia Flyers too!  I think I'll just sit here and sulk until the playoffs are over.... 

Pawsitively Yours,
Boo

Hockey Hangover, Eh!

Boo Buddies it has been a traumatic 24 hours.  My beloved Canadiens were defeated by the Bruins.

Easter Baskets, Eh!

Hello Boo Buddies!

I know I haven't been around lately - it's hockey play off season, so I've been very busy!

I did however take some time to poll my roommates on what they'd like in their Easter baskets this year.  Here's what they said.

March Madness, Eh!

Niece and The Boy have these crazy things called "brackets" for some event called March Madness.  I guess it's the sport of basketball, which does exist in Canada - but when you have hockey, who cares!?!  

Gigunda, Eh!

Niece said she showed one of my rockin' photos to her boss today, and he said I was gigunda. I'm pretty sure that was human speak for PAWSOME!

Big Boy Bed, Eh!

Now this bed definitely does NOT make me look fluffy. Having a big boy bed really suits my strong Canadian stature! It's good for my back too, eh!

I especially like the manly bedding - no pink, no foofy, no ruffles (even though the number of throw pillows is borderline). And if I'm not mistaken, these rings look kinda like Olympic rings... and if I may kindly remind everyone, Canada won both men's and women's hockey gold at the 2010 Winter Olympics.

Let's pause for a moment of silence while I purr the Canadian national anthem, eh!


You may now resume your regularly scheduled snooze fest.

Pawsitively Yours,
Boo Big Boy Bed Biggins

Rollin', Eh!

Niece got us a "phat" ride for Christmas, eh!

Really, it's for Niece to keep up with her excercise, and she says that I'm good "resistance" when going up hill. I think that's a fat joke. I'm not fat, I'm fluffy darn it and built to play ice hockey!

I was the first one to go out (which made Keebler none too happy). It was fun, but I don't like the cracks in the sidewalk, and I don't like it when Niece goes too slow. I'm a tough trainer just like Bob and Gillian on that Biggest Loser show here in the United States! *MOL*





Ridin' pretty! I'm big pimpin', eh!


Lovely day if I do say so myself! Those big fat pigeons better stop laughing at me though cause if I get outta this thing, I'm gonna get 'em!!


"MOVE IT LADY!!" You won't burn off that Christmas pie at this speed.


Keebler giving Niece "the butt" for not taking her first.


See you around the neighborhood,
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

American Thanksgiving, Eh!

Hello Boo Buddies!!

I know I haven't posted in awhile, I've been a very busy boy - considering it is hockey season, you can understand my hectic schedule!

Today is the American Thanksgiving. It's one of Keebler's favorite holidays as she loves meat. What Niece and The Boy haven't told her though is they are not cooking a turkey. They are actually going out to eat with family. I wonder if they'll get her a take-home kitty bag?

I sat and looked over Facebook this morning with Niece and it seems that many people say things they're thankful for, so I decided to interview the kitties around here regarding what they are thankful for and this is what they said, eh:

Lila: "I am thankful for being cancer free, my squishy bed by the window, my favorite huggie mouse Mr. Grapes, lying on the floor in the sunshine, and my mama."


Newbe: "I will be thankful when you're done askin' me questions you big maple leaf lovin' weirdo. Now move along boy and let me finish my yoga. And go find me a human to sleep on later would ya?!"


Frankie: "Ummmm... do I really have to answer this question? You and every other thing around here, over there, upstairs, and downstairs makes me nervous. I gotta go!"


Keebler: "Oh this is easy. I'm thankful for salmon, tuna, mahi-mahi, turkey, chicken, ham, bacon, Doritos, cookies, sometimes pancakes, definitely wet food, being brushed, bossing you guys around, meowing in the middle of the night (cause it makes the humans get up), opening cabinets, and sleeping on my woobie.... did I mention mahi-mahi? Now back up big boy. I gotta finish up my 3 plate breakfast."



So there you have it folks. Four pretty different statements from four wacky ladies - but I love 'em!

As for me, I'm thankful for my new found family. Yeah, it's cheesy and sappy but what I can say, I'm a big lug!



Happy Thanksgiving, eh!!

Pawsitively Yours,
Boo

Thanksgiving, Eh!

You know what I love about being Canadian but living in the U.S.? I get TWO Thanksgivings! Canadian Thanksgiving is coming this Monday, October 11th, and United States Thanksgiving is Thursday, November 25th. Whiskertastic, eh!?

According to Wikipedia (which I think should be called Whiskerpawdia):

Canadian Thanksgiving is a celebration of being thankful for what one has and the bounty of the previous year. For me that would be my bounty of salmon, kibble, fluffy couches, and brushings.

American Thanksgiving is also a harvest celebration started by the Pilgrims and the Indians. Today, Americans are thankful for parades with giant balloons, football, pies, and pants that stretch when you eat too much - but my favorite part is being thankful for post-turkey-eating naps!! See humans go into food comas when they have turkey for dinner, and that's when us cats climb up and snuggle tight. Or if you're Keebler, you wait until they fall asleep and then steal turkey legs from the counter.

I would like to wish all of my Canadian friends a great Thanksgiving on Monday and all my American friends a wonderful 2 months of hockey until you eat turkey and pie. *MOL*


Pawsitively yours,
Boo a.k.a "Nap Master Biggins"

Made A Funny, Eh!

Recently on my Twitter page I mentioned that if I was a hockey goalie, I'd have a hockey helmet with a vicious Hello Kitty on it. Now I have to admit, I should have said mask - I was still in shock the Canadiens lost so I was struggling with my words... but in the end I was just trying to be funny to cheer up my other Habs lovers. Alas though, some Twitter humans took it very seriously. I'm wondering if they're Flyers fans. *MOL*


My one fellow hockey follower did inquire how Hello Kitty could look vicious... which I think is a whiskertastic question.


Well here she is! I'm sure Hello Kitty's husband blames this photo on PMS.



Your hockey MASK wearing Canadian Canadiens feline fan,
Boo 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