Dear Santa, Eh!

Dear Santa,

I don't need anything for Christmas. I just wanted to remind you that the kibble is off limits for you, the elves, and that gaggle of reindeer.  

However, Vegas can offer you a lovely buffet option at a reasonable price with a slot card.  You need some protein anyway, eh!

I'm watching you Santa!

Merry Catmus,
Boo Biggins 

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

Daylight Savings, Eh!

All my U.S. Boo Buddies (except those in Arizona and Hawaii) observed daylight savings time today.  We gained an extra hour, and after talking to my roommates, this is what we think we're going to do with the additional 60 minutes.

1.) Ask for an addition serving of salmon.  Today is longer than usual after all.
2.) Watch the birds outside (who always forget to turn back their clocks) and roll around meowing out loud at them.  They don't know what time it is!!  HA HA!
3.) Reschedule my visits to the kibble bowl.  My previous schedule was nine visits: 6am, 8am, 10am, noon, 2pm, 4pm, 6pm, 8pm, 10pm.  Now I going to have ten visits: 5am, 7am, 9am, 11am, 1pm, 3pm, 5pm, 7pm, 9pm, 11pm.  I'm taking advantage of that extra hour!
4.) Add 40 minutes to my snoozer schedule leaving 20 minutes to eat, hit the litterbox, get a brushy brush and make fun of the birds.  I'm so organized, eh!
 
I hope you have fun with your extra hour too!

Pawsitively yours,
Boo

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

Hockey Hangover, Eh!

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

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.

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!

A Day At The V-E-T, Eh!

My roommates had to go to the v-e-t this weekend. I tried to tell them it was no big deal as Dr. P. is pawsome, but they just kept complaining. I think they were just upset that all the long haired kitties were left behind to have a long haired kitty party.

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

Fab-BOO Fridays, Eh!

So what makes up a fab-BOO Friday besides just me and my fab-BOO-ness? It's the following pawsome things, eh!


#1.) Niece and The Boy get home



#2.) Kibble is dispensed



#3.) Head skritches occur



#4.) The laser dot shows up and I catch it (or try to)



#5.) I take a serious snoozer



Hope your Friday was fab-BOO too!
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

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"

Poem By Keebler, Eh!

It's been awhile since I've shared with you some of Keebler's poetry. Here's one she wrote today, eh. Enjoy!

Last night I had some kibble,
Last night I had some fish,
Last night I had some play time with a toy that I named Squish.

Last night I laid on the chair,
Last night I laid on the couch,
Last night I had a funny dream that I was Oscar the Grouch.

This morning I played on the stairs,
This morning I played on the rug,
This morning my mama gave me a brushing and a great big kitty hug!

This morning I was loved,
This morning I was happy,
This morning I ran by and gave Newbe a big old forehead slappy!

Ahhh, that Keebler. She's one talented lady.


Happy Tuesday!
Love,
Boo

I'm Seven, Eh!!

Today is my birthday!! YEAH!! I am 7 but I still feel like I'm 3. I've had a great morning. I got brushed, had some kibble, watched the birds, and now I'm going to take a big long birthday nap!

Tonight I'm going to serve my party guests some great Atlantic Salmon and we're gonna boogie. I've invited all the best toy mice to the party so we should have such a good time.

Thanks everyone for the birthday wishes. I'll share party photos soon!

Love,
Boo Siete

Lucky #7, Eh!

Only 7 days until my 7th birthday where I'll be 7 times older in cat years than human years! Sounds like the perfect Vegas luck to me!!

Things I plan to do for my birthday this year:

1.) Invite Newbe to my party. Last year I was really upset with her because she was being mean to me, and I thought that was rude as I was the new guy here!
2.) Have some salmon. There's nothing better than birthday salmon!
3.) Not wear a hat. Cats don't wear birthday hats, so please humans stop trying to put them on us.
4.) Take a nap.
5.) Ask for a big old Boo Biggins brushy brush at the spa. How I love the brushy! Sometimes I even like a paw massage.
6.) Take a nap.
7.) Take a nap.
8.) Have some birthday kibble.
9.) Meow and roll around like all good party cats do!
10.) And take a nap.

Yup it's gonna be a great day!! Can't wait for next week. Here's a sketch of Newbe at my party (oh yeah, I drew a hat on her just to get even for her attitude last year - MOL!!)



Your soon-to-be birthday boy,
Boo

Summer Days, Eh!

Hi Boo Buddies! I hope you're all staying cool this summer. It's very hot here in Vegas. I'm nice and comfortable though out on the resort lobby couch where the a/c blows right on my noggin'.

As part of that reconstruction on my high-roller's suite, that I mentioned recently, I got a new bed! Yuppers. No more tiny cat bed for me, this is a human size bed. They say it is for guests, which is confusing because I am a guest and this is my suite! Do they think I'm gonna share? They're crazy. Housekeeping however won't let me lie on the comforter. They say I have to have a sheet because I shed. Whatever! That's not shedding, that magical locks of hair my fans would die to have!


My roommates have been pretty busy this summer too. Here's Newbe acting as the infamous Vegas "eye in the sky". It's a method of security in these parts, usually up in the ceiling over the casino. She however, is just on top of the fridge in the chef's area. Sometimes when she goes into full security mode, she gets up on the chef's cabinets. Now that's high! I guess she used to be called "The Deputy" and according to my research, while her nickname is Newbe, her law enforcement name was Deputy Dewbe McDewberson from the Colorado Volunteer Cat Patrol.


Because she's in retirement though, usually I see her doing this:


Here's Keebler having a pizza snack in the food court. She loves pizza and sometimes gets it to go and carries it off. I don't know how she eats and runs like that, but as the busiest cat in the resort, she has no choice. She's got a lot going on as the resort coordinator of whiskertastic events and feline fun.


Here's Lila getting ready for one of her nightly shows. She's quite the performer. I don't know how she wears all that stage make up.



I'd like to show you what Frankie has been up to this summer, but she's quite the little hiding machine. Maybe she's behind the scenes watching all the security cameras to make sure no one tries to steal kibble jackpots!!

Well that's about it from Fabulous Las Vegas!!

Meow at you again soon!
Boo

Canadian or Canadien, Eh?

My favorite hockey team, the Canadiens, are in the playoffs. Upon shopping their website for a kitty size hockey jersey, it dawned on me that they spell Canadien differently than most other people.


Upon further internet research, and a short nap with a kibble break, I realized that everything from bacon to mounties to Canadian Idol spell it with the "a". So that makes me think, what other words can interchange the "a" and "e"? Let's see, eh!

Cat or Cet
Meow or Maow
Whiskers or Whiskars
Salmon or Selmon
Kibble or Kibbla
Hairball or Heirball
Nap or Nep

The possibilities seem endless!

In the end, I think Canadien spells one thing - VICTORY!


Pawsitively yours,
The Boo Man

Birthday, Eh.

Today, is my huMum's birthday. I bet that she is rockin' a big old party in heaven with my old pal Smoke Kitty. I know everyone here on Earth misses her a lot, but it's ok because she's with us now all the time, every day!

Here's a great photo of my mom with her furry grandson Charlie and a funny little hat.



Many thanks to my neice for all the great hugs, kibble, and fun times here in Vegas. This place is a hoot!!! And I guess my kitty roommates aren't too bad either. I'm truly blessed!

Pawsitively yours,
Boo