What is this about anyway?!

Ok. I have another blog called 'Try Whistling This'. In it, I realized I was talking so much about my cats that I should just go ahead and start one JUST for THEM to keep track of their goofiness and goings ons.

If you read 'Get Fuzzy' at all, you will know where I got the title of this blog.

I am not sure exactly how or even IF this blog will shape itself. That, we will all have to wait w/ baited breath to see.

So..let's start w/ some pics.


Calli. And Yes, this is how I remember him. I can't tell you how cute I always thought it was when he would sleep with this little tongue sticking out like that. Sometimes I think he just did it, because he knew I thought it was cute. Calli died at 18 years of age this past March. But this is still how I want to remember him. Cuddled, warm & Happy.


This is Meg. After Calli died, the house was just TOO quiet without kitties around. So we went out and found this little hellion. She is little..but has big claws. If ya know what I mean. OW!


And last but not least, here is Jack. Meg needed a partner in crime. We thought Jack would fill that roll. Too bad he is such a pansy cat. Being 12 lbs already at only 8 months old, you would think that he would have a little more of an attitude. Nope. He goes and hides if he hears the slightest noise out of the ordinary. Poor thing..gotta love him though. I guess he needed us as his protectors. I am honored to have the job.