HOT MANCATS OF THE WORLD UNITE

Lolo was a mancat. 

Lolo was THE MANCAT. 

Lolo was the Mancat of the universe. 

Sure, there are others of us in this world, 

but Lolo was 

THE ONE. 

As you know, Lolo crossed the Rainbow Bridge 2 months before we were born and behind him he has left a huge, universal Mancat void.

HOWEVER!! 

Mancats all over the world are uniting to fill that void. 

Where? 

How?

Well! If you visit Sassy and her Mom Brenda over at: http://troublintimes.blogspot.com 

you can meet many Hot Mancats 

that have already come forth to share their presence

with the WORLD!! 

WOO HOOO!! (That is my sister Chouchou's response to this news)

HOT OFF THE PRESS!!

As of today, I am honored to say, that I, me, Elioth... 

have been chosen to be Sassy's latest HOT MANCAT!! 

Boy, am I blushing!! I know, you can't tell, but I am. 

Not that I disagree with this new title that has been bestowed upon me 

(FYI I totally believe that I am a Hot Mancat), 

I'm just bashful...a teeny, tiny bit!!

Please head over to 'Troublin times' NOW and check me out 

and all of Sassy's other Hot Mancat picks....

hmmm...maybe she should make a Hot Mancat calendar!!!

Oooooo, now wouldn't THAT be sizzlin'!! Tssss!!!

Thinking Thursday...

 OH MAN!! I don't have a Christmas present for Tiny yet...

WHAT am I going to get her?????

Hmmm...I'll think I'll just take another little nap...

maybe an idea will come to me in my sleep.

Besides, what's the rush? 

I still have A WHOLE WEEK to do my Christmas shopping.

Good night.

Lolo's Monday - IT'S DANG COLD!

So I'm going to stay RIGHT HERE!!

Furring up the dog bed Friday

Ha!! I did it! I'm here! Ha! 

You suggested I do it, so I'm doing it! 

Every chance I get now I run downstairs and fur up the dog's bed 

(while they are outside, of course!) 

HA!! 

THAT'LL TEACH EM' FOR THIEVING OUR GREEN BENCH!!

P.S. sorry that these pictures are so dark...they were taken on the spy-on-the-dawgs camera Tiny and I secretly installed. Hehehehe!

Lolo's Monday

 Some call me a 'Momma's Boy'. 

 Sure, I like to sleep in comfy places and have Mom's sweater over me.

 And have Mom come and give me kisses...lots of kisses. And maybe that she bring me treats while I'm there in a comfy place under her sweater. Oh, and maybe that she tells me that she loves me and adores me and that I am so gorgeous, etc., etc.

But I ask you: 

Does that really make me a Momma's Boy? 

Really?

Fabulous Fastfood Friday

Hello there and Happy Friday!! So, you're wondering what these pictures and 'fastfood' have to do with each other. Well, like any fastfood place, there is a counter that you walk up to, lean against and order, right?

 THIS, my friends, is MY fastfood counter!! 

No, these are not just any ordinary stairs...

 ...they are the stairs that go over the pantry!!

 Thanks to my keen sense of hearing, I KNOW whenever Mom heads into the pantry so all I have to do is I run down the stairs and get in this position and make my fastfood order (it really is 'fast' food because when I'm lucky, my order is filled right away...Mom just reaches up and puts food in my mouth!!)

 If she is a bit slow, all I have to do is reach out my paw (what I am in the process of doing in the above picture) and give Mom a little coaxing tap...or, I'll just grab whatever it is she is TAKING HER SWEET TIME to give to me!! Hehehehe!! 

I bet all of you will now want your own at-home fastfood counter like I have. 

But then again, maybe some of you already do!! 

Oh! I want to hear about yours!! Do tell!

Have a GREAT FRIDAY Efurryone!!

Under the Weather

See this picture?

 Now, get a closer look. 

Yep. That's rain. RAIN. And GRAY sky. 

YUCK!!

 And it's a bit chilly...so it was time to light a fire.

 And here I am, smiling at the fact that the room is now toasty...

even if outside it is YUCK.

Though I must say, despite the weather, I have been a bit under the weather the last couple of days...I hope it goes away soon or Mom is going to take me to the vet. No. I don't want that. Purr please that I feel better soon.

Thanks, Lolove

When it comes to getting pictures of me and Tiny (yes, together), it is nearly impossible already just to have us close enough to each other so that we are both in the picture, but sometimes Mom gets lucky...then comes the really hard part: getting us to BOTH look at the flashy beast.

 It could be Tiny that looks...

 

...or it could be Me that looks...

or, it could be that NEITHER of us looks.

 And finally, if all goes right...well almost... we will both AT LEAST be looking in the same direction. Hey, you can't ask for perfect all the time!!

Just the same, since it is Friday, I would like to send all of you my love (yes, that is a heart there next to me - the morning sun was shining through a glass red heart that is hanging in the window and look where it landed!)

...because I AM love! 

I AM LoLOVE!! 

Have a great weekend efurryone!! 

Furr-oh-shus Friday

It's been soooo long since you've seen a 'badtat' 'furr-oh-shus' video of me that I thought you might enjoy one. Just remember, it isn't how you win that counts, it's who gets the desired spot that REALLY matters!!

Love and smooches to you all, Lolo(ve)

Gardening Thursday

Well, we don't have much to SHOW you of our garden for today's gardening post, but we can say that we did have a nice, big, funny squash (that weighs about 3kgs /6lbs) - that Mom picked and when she did, she thought immediately about...

a SNAKE!!

Would you believe that we already have a TON of dry leaves on the ground in our garden....Fall is here and we are sad. Sad, sad, sad, sad, SAD!! But our snakey makes us smile so at least when we are inside we are not sad!! Have a great day everyone! Your buddies, Lolo and Tiny, members of SOFG (see here for more info!)

Tiny's photo pick of the week

I just HAD to share this picture with you...

There he is: big ol' tough Lolo hanging out on one the top steps...

..too afraid to go any farther down.

This picture might seem a bit boring to you, but if you could have sound with it you would really laugh. Why? Because Mr. Lolo walks down about 5 steps (to where he is in this picture) then starts howling for Mom to come upstairs and give him love. Did I say howl? Actually, it sounds more like he is screaming AND someone is sitting on him even though he is all alone there on his 5th step down. As soon as Mom comes 'to his rescue' (!), his voice changes completely. I can't believe that Mom gets suckered into this wimpy carnival show every time, but she does...she comes quickly to answer 'Baby's call' (yes, she calls him 'Baby'...any self-respecting adult mancat would never allow himself to be given the name 'Baby'...geez...he really IS a baby!!) and to give him love and attention all because 'Baby' is too chicken to go all the way down the steps and ask for good loving directly from the Mom. Mom says that when he is being so noisy that she is afraid the neighbors will think she is torturing him if he screams/howls like that for too long. Actually, it is the other way around...he is torturing all of us!! What a goofball he is.

Finally Friday

Finally.

Nap time.

Oh, I'm so pooped.

Yawn.

Night.

(Oh, yeah, and have a great weekend!)

Outside bits and pieces

Since we are EXTREMELY late posting today, we decided to just put up some bits and pieces of outside things. Forgive us for being so late, but we've had visitors AND plumbing problems....NOT a nice combination!! Thankfully, us cats (and dawgz) don't suffer too much when the dishes can't be washed in the kitchen sink, but I think Mom is nearly crazy from it...thankfully, a plumber came today and made a big hole in the wall, found the blocked pipe and replaced it!! Woo hoo! (or so says Mom...we could really care less!)

Can you believe that our sunflowers have grown to 4 meters (approx. 12 ft) high?? The tallest ones are now in bloom (this picture is a few days old).

Me, hanging out in the shade of a squash leave. They make really good parasols!!

Ginger hanging out in the squash patch...no, I was NOT there at the same time.

Ginger, on a walk in the forest.

Ginger and a couple of her new friends.

Ginger is not as big as she thinks she is.

Ellwood and Ginger visiting Barsik's swimming pool.

Lolo's Monday - quiet!!

Hey! Ho!

Quiet.

QUIET!!

Lautrec: Geez, don't you people know that I need my beauty sleep?? What with all these visitors, the dawgs goofing off non-stop AND the work being done in the house, how am I supposed to get my beauty sleep??? Can't everyone just leave?? Go on, go. Go! GO!!

Tiny: What a whiner...he's really only happy when he's sleeping next to Mom and since Mom has been so busy, she hasn't been able to sit with him very much so he's gone all Mr. Crankypants on us. Don't worry, Lautrec, in a week almost everything should be back to normal!

Lolo's Monday - ME!!

I AM THE MOST IMPORTANT THING ON THIS EARTH!!

Yes, ME!!

Lautrec. Lolo. Lolobolo.

Lolo-the-Man. Lolo the Dude. The King.

Baby. (Oops, you aren't supposed to know that I like it when Mom calls me Baby.) Gorgeous. Sweets. Love. And I could go on and on...

Which means I am WAAAAAAAAYYY above lowly Ellwood and Ginger.

They are just dogs.

Dawgs. Daaahguuhs. DUUUUUHHHHhhggz.

And when I sit in my magic sweater basket, evfurryone must call me:

'HIS MAJESTY'

So bow down you lowly DUUHHhhggz and heed me!!!

And know that if you do not, my faithful slave, Tiny,

WILL WAP YOU GOOD!!

DaBadCats Speak Out

WARNING: Do NOT be influenced by this picture. This critter; this little squirt, is a downright terror! Believe me, this little goof-ball of a dawg should be locked up behind bars night and day until it is a dog.

What?? Do NOT tell me that you think this gal is cute. No, no, no, no, no!! Don't be a sucker to her terror charms...she is a wild little whirlwind with razor-sharp teeth and a tail that swings back and forth at a billion miles per hour (which she does to hypnotise you and make you hers)...look away - QUICK!!

We, the FELINES (seen here watching from the 'safety' of our perches), don't mind the little girl too much (no, we WILL NEVER cuddle with her and no, we will never stop hissing at her!!), but, we FELINES; are nearly not bothered any more by Ellwood. But I seriously fear that by accepting either of those dawgs in any way it will be a breach of our Kit-o-catic oath. We do hope for peace in the house, but that will ALWAYS have to come on OUR TERMS!