<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176</id><updated>2011-06-06T16:48:10.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Furry Logic</title><subtitle type='html'>Opinions, philosophies and perspectives of 3 house cats and one happy dog.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-116552332349848764</id><published>2006-12-07T12:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T12:28:43.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>December 7th, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Mother's first attempt at a video.  Frankly, I find her to be the most amusing part of the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8a2rmMyMwrE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8a2rmMyMwrE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-116552332349848764?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/116552332349848764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=116552332349848764' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/116552332349848764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/116552332349848764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/12/december-7th-2006-this-is-mothers.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-116535473864259077</id><published>2006-12-05T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T13:38:58.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>December 5th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Beautiful Badness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3945/2004/320/37787/IMG_0034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-116535473864259077?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/116535473864259077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=116535473864259077' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/116535473864259077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/116535473864259077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/12/december-5th-my-beautiful-badness.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-116534169569303264</id><published>2006-12-05T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T10:04:55.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Mother has once again showed interest in joining the 21st century. She FINALLY bought a digital camera. Just to take pictures of us, she says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3945/2004/320/900098/IMG_0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;This is me, slightly peeved. I can't remember why. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No doubt it had something to do with the dog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3945/2004/320/886589/IMG_0030.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Scrappy playing, as usual.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3945/2004/320/169598/IMG_0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Tucker showing his hunting prowess with a plastic wrapper. Those things just turn him on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3945/2004/320/436835/IMG_0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is our Uncle Tuff. He lives with our grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3945/2004/320/71599/IMG_0021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The Mother said I had to include a picture of the dog because she is a member of the family whether I like it or not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note to the Mother:  Please clean the house before you take any more pictures of us.  It is quite embarrassing to have a container of kitty litter in the background.  Thank you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-116534169569303264?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/116534169569303264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=116534169569303264' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/116534169569303264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/116534169569303264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/12/mother-has-once-again-showed-interest.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-116475576047385144</id><published>2006-11-28T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T15:16:00.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We are all doing much better.  We had a reprieve from the dog for a few days as the Mother took her with her out of town.  Thank God for that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologized to the Mother by sleeping on her head.  She seemed to appreciate it.  She has been lavishing extra special love and attention on all of us kitties.  It is nice but, of course, we deserve it for being so forbearing about this dog thing.  Most cats would have packed their bags by now.  Something about this Mother keeps us here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!  We wanted to tell you about this cool thing the Mother found online.  It is called &lt;a href="http://www.meowcosmetics.com/"&gt;Meow Cosmetics!&lt;/a&gt;  We have all watched our Mother's paint their faces and wondered why they do it.  Of course, none of them are naturally beautiful like we are but I really don't see the need for them to paint their faces the way they do.  Scrappy says she like to play with the brushes. Whatever.  Mother was so happy to find face paint inspired by cats.  She thought your Mother's would appreciate it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Badness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-116475576047385144?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/116475576047385144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=116475576047385144' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/116475576047385144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/116475576047385144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/11/we-are-all-doing-much-better.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-116346223817186338</id><published>2006-11-13T13:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T15:57:18.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Revenge and Other Matters&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our bondage is over.  We now have the run of the house as is our right.  The dog does too.  Mother has tried to make up for her sins by getting a new scratching post and another cat tree.  Scrappy, Tucker and I had a meeting and we decided that she was just trying to buy us off.  She still had to pay.  I barfed on her pillow last week and she didn't say a thing.  Soo...We thought we would try something else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tucker:  What would really get her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrappy:  don't do anything mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badness:  She must pay for this indignity!  What does she fear the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tucker: Centipedes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrappy:  Life without chocolate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badness:  no...Losing on of us.  That would get her good.  We should hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tucker:  I am already hiding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrappy:  That is cuz your are a wimp.  Badness, that would scare our mama! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badness:  That is the plan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...I waited for the appropriate opportunity while the Mother was out walking the dog.  One of the carpet guys had opened up a nice dark space in a closet.  The dark space went behind the huge, white, water dish that the Mother washs herself in.  I inspected the opening and decided this would be a perfect place.  I went in.  I also contrived to have one of the carpet guys leave the back door open so the mother would think I had gotten outside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It worked!  Scrappy said as soon as the Mother came in she saw the open back door.  I could hear the Mother calling my name.  She went into the back yard and down the alley.  Scrappy said she even went around to the neighbors if that had seen a fluffy black and white cat that looks like a cow (what?!  that insult will need to be taken care of too).  Of course, no one had seen me cuz I was actually still in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made sure every now and then when she was calling my name to let out a pitiful meow.  That really got her!  She thought I was trapped somewhere, outside!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, then, Scrappy, who was starting to feel very guilty came and told me The Mother was crying.  I may be a cool customer but I did feel a bit ashamed of myself for making the Mother cry.  So during one of her many trip through the house calling my name, I peaked my head out of the dark space to let her know where I was.  She was relieved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to make sure I remained in control of the situation, I refused to come out for several more hours.  I am a cat after all.  I don't respond to emotional human pleadings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-116346223817186338?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/116346223817186338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=116346223817186338' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/116346223817186338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/116346223817186338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/11/revenge-and-other-matters-our-bondage.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-116285578122337611</id><published>2006-11-06T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T15:29:41.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a quick update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been SO busy lately.  We have been installing tile downstairs.  We were trying to show the tile guys how to do it properly but we must have embarrassed them with our expert tile setting abilities because the Mother started putting us in the bedroom BEHIND A CLOSED DOOR. What the **** :::insert appropriate 4-letter word::: !!!!  To add insult to injury, she put the dog in with us!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So two heinous crimes have been perpetrated against us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Putting us behind a closed door&lt;br /&gt;2.  Putting us behind a closed door with a dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, sometime soon the Mother will find barf on her pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badness and Co. excluding the dog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-116285578122337611?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/116285578122337611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=116285578122337611' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/116285578122337611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/116285578122337611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/11/just-quick-update-we-have-been-so-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-116077778255368270</id><published>2006-10-13T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T15:16:22.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's Unanimous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Mother is nuts...It was confirmed last night as we all watch The Mother play in the loud, whirly, washy thing in the litter box room.  She opened it up and said "what the heck?!"  She had put the Hideous Beast's things in there to be whirled in water for awhile to unstinkify them.  The Mother pulled a blanket out and it was all covered with white stuff.  Everything was covered with white strips of stuff!!!  Then, the Mother started laughing which really worried us.  She told us she had washed whole roll of paper towels with the Hideous Beast's blankets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, we can order straight jackets online, no questions asked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-116077778255368270?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/116077778255368270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=116077778255368270' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/116077778255368270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/116077778255368270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-unanimous-our-mother-is-nuts.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-116058817767161679</id><published>2006-10-11T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T10:37:15.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It Was a Massacre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mama bought me a whole bunch of new furry mice to replace the ones that (!#&amp;%)(*%&amp;amp;(@&amp;#$ woofie ate last week. Guess what?! That (^&amp;amp;$&amp;%^$% woofie did it again. My mama was very careful to put they away in a paper sack on the dresser. But I got them down yesterday to play with and I forgot to tell my mama. That %$&amp;amp;)@#&amp;amp; woofie found them and ATE THEM ALL! It was a massacre. Little pieces of fur and guts everywhere under the bed. Oh, the carnage! I am so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrappy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-116058817767161679?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/116058817767161679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=116058817767161679' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/116058817767161679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/116058817767161679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/10/it-was-massacre-my-mama-bought-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-115988790273361257</id><published>2006-10-03T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T08:05:02.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Update on Skunkie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisy -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Ga'ma sent me an email this morning saying the skunkie stinkified the place last night.  So they is going to have it trapped and moved somewhere where it can stinkify all it wants.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-115988790273361257?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/115988790273361257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=115988790273361257' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115988790273361257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115988790273361257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/10/update-on-skunkie-daisy-my-gama-sent.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-115981255568225367</id><published>2006-10-02T08:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T11:09:15.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Coonies and Skunkies!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisy -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what we saw yesterday?!?!?! A baby skunk! Yesterday, my mama and I went to ga'ma and gam'pa's house. They live out in the sticks. Ga'ma loves birdies so she has put up lots of feeders for them. Well, birdies make big messes. The skunkies come to clean up all the fallen seeds. And the coonies climb up the poles to get at the feeders! Gam'pa said there was four baby coons in the yard, all playing! I wish I could play with them. But mama says they would eat me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-115981255568225367?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/115981255568225367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=115981255568225367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115981255568225367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115981255568225367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/10/coonies-and-skunkies-daisy-guess-what_02.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-115981191163199163</id><published>2006-10-02T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T10:58:31.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Coonies and Skunkies!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisy -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what we saw yesterday?!?!?!  A baby skunk!  Yesterday, my mama and I went to ga'ma and gam'pa's house.  They live out in the sticks.  Ga'ma loves birdies so she has put up lots of feeders for them.  Well, birdies make big messes.  The skunkies come to clean up all the fallen seeds.  And the coonies climb up the poles to get at the feeders!  Gam'pa said there was four baby coons in the yard, all playing!  I wish I could play with them.  But mama says they would eat me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-115981191163199163?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/115981191163199163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=115981191163199163' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115981191163199163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115981191163199163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/10/coonies-and-skunkies-daisy-guess-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-115938235433071788</id><published>2006-09-27T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T11:39:14.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Scrappy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, while I was practicing my roars, I got to thinking about what it would be like if we were like our saber toothed tiger cousins.  Think of my roars then!  ROWR! but really, really big!  If the dog tried to lick me when I didn't like it, I could just bite her or smash her with my powerful paw.  Tucker and I could really wrestle hard!  Badness would be even tougher!  We could hunt our prey.  Small dogs beware of the saber toothed tigers on the prowl.   Peoples would run in fear of us instead of trying to pick us up and smother us with lovin's.  Well, everyone but our mama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would still need our mama for ear scratches and back rubs.  Plus we would need a bed to sleep in.  Come to think of it, the bed would be kind of crowded with our mama and 3 saber toothed tigers.  And there would be more shedding which mama always complains about be we don't really care.  And the litter boxes, think of the size!  Mama may make us outside tigers!  We want to go outside but not furever!  Tigers need to sleep on bed and have scratches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we are better off being little tiny domestic kitties.  This way we can sleep on beds and get scratches.  And if we don't catch prey we get crunchies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crunchies?!  oooo I am hungry!  Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-115938235433071788?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/115938235433071788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=115938235433071788' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115938235433071788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115938235433071788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/09/scrappy-this-morning-while-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-115896181848853074</id><published>2006-09-22T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T14:50:55.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry we have been absent! We have been very busy throwing back attacks from the C&lt;a href="http://www.cafepress.com/dogs_of_war/192020"&gt;hihuahua Fundamentalists&lt;/a&gt;. Little did we know that a local sleeper cell had been activated. They had started leaving flaming poo bombs on door steps and jumping out from behind bushes barking "Viva la Revolucion! Viva La Revolucion!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were able to subdue them finally. Much blood, sweat and tears were shed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to rest!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-115896181848853074?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/115896181848853074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=115896181848853074' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115896181848853074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115896181848853074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/09/sorry-we-have-been-absent-we-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-115654364643228951</id><published>2006-08-25T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T15:07:26.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Badness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the stressful situation at the beginning of the week, I forgot to announce that we have a new family member. The Mother went to the Green Wall Shelter and adopted one of the few remaining sibling of the Litter of Squillions. Meet Puma: &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/200/puma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like Puma.  She is very well mannered, doesn't eat to much food and never complains.  The only problem....she likes the dog.  Can't have everything, I guess.  Plus I found out that she doesn't have to wear nail caps.  Apparently she doesn't scratch on the furniture.  I must have talk with her about that.  All cat scratch furniture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-115654364643228951?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/115654364643228951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=115654364643228951' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115654364643228951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115654364643228951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/08/badness-because-of-stressful-situation.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-115635764453804839</id><published>2006-08-23T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T11:27:24.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Badness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nels-ed-nitro-xing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nitro&lt;/a&gt; asked a very good question.  What did we do to get the cuffs on?  NOTHING!!!  The Mother says it was to protect her furniture from our claws.  You see, The Mother, inherited some "very nice" furniture from our Great Grandmother who recently wented passed away.   The Mother doesn't want us ruining the new furniture like we did the old.  AS IF!!!!!  We didn't ruin anything.  Those sofas just weren't made for cats.  It isn't our fault if the arms wore out and started sagging and exposing the sofas guts!  We are cats, we scratch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Grandmother, brace yourselves, suggested that the Mother just declaw us.  %&amp;(#&amp;amp;_#(^((*!!!!!!!!!!!!  Fortunately, the Mother said couldn't physically harm her kitties in anyway.  But what about the mental and emotional harm caused by flipping us over, spreading our paws and gluing nail caps to our claws!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Granted, I don't even feel them any more but still...it is the priniciple of the thing!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.softpaws.com/"&gt;Soft Paws&lt;/a&gt;.  Hey, they are made for dogs tooo.. Hum....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-115635764453804839?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/115635764453804839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=115635764453804839' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115635764453804839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115635764453804839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/08/badness-nitro-asked-very-good-question.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-115626536606877879</id><published>2006-08-22T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T09:49:26.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Badness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the %$#^%(! The Mother put nail caps on us!!!! She held us upside down and spread our paws and put *&amp;#(%&amp;amp;amp;)%^*(&lt;a href="mailto:!*@#^$(*#%&amp;_#!&amp;amp;%$(&amp;!#^%)p"&gt;!*@#^$(*#%&amp;amp;_#!&amp;%$(&amp;amp;!#^%)p&lt;/a&gt;* nail caps on us!!!!!!!!!! She held us upside down!!!!!! And put ^%(#&amp;%*(!#&amp;amp; nail caps on us!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Believe me, I let her know in no uncertain terms just how I felt about that insult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/200/wounds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yup!  That is my handiwork.  No one holds me upside down, spreads my toes, and puts on nail caps!!!  NO ONE!  I grabbed her arm with my front paws and put the bite on her with my extreme teeth.  Then I bunny kicked with my back legs.  I made use of my full arsenal of weapons!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;NO ONE puts (*#%)#&amp;%(&amp;amp;**&amp;)%*#($&amp;amp;)#%* nail caps on Badness with out feeling the wrath of all felinity!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-115626536606877879?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/115626536606877879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=115626536606877879' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115626536606877879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115626536606877879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/08/badness-what-the-mother-put-nail-caps.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-115531104771429545</id><published>2006-08-11T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T10:12:45.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Daisy Sunshine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitties, Kitties, we have been tagged again. We were tagged by &lt;a href="http://fat-eddy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fat Eddy&lt;/a&gt;. So this is what we gotta do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Here are the rules: The player of this game starts with "5 weird things/habits about yourself." In the end you need to choose 5 people to be tagged and list their names. The people who get tagged need to write a blog about their 5 weird things/habits as well as state this rule clearly, then tag 5 more victims. Don't forget to leave your victim a comment that says "you're tagged!" in their comments and tell them to read your blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Five Weird Things or Habits about us:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Scrappy can fetch her furry mice. Mama says she fetches better than most dogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Tucker's eyes roll back in his head when he is getting a good head scratch. Mama tells him his eyes are going to stay that way one of these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Badness believes the world is best viewed upside down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I protect my rawhide from the kitties. I know they want my rawhides. I know it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Heeheeeheeeheee...Mama wakes herself up at night with snores! heehehehehehehehehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Now who should we tag...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifeofrileydog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Riley Dog&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://digbyknowseverything.blogspot.com/"&gt;Digby&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://simbaandzoe.blogspot.com/"&gt;Simba and Zoe&lt;/a&gt;, and ummm....well...efurrybody else has been tagged sooooo...if you read this and you haven't been tagged, consider yourself tagged!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-115531104771429545?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/115531104771429545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=115531104771429545' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115531104771429545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115531104771429545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/08/daisy-sunshine-kitties-kitties-we-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-115523049354884308</id><published>2006-08-10T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T10:22:24.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Daisy Sunshine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all went on vacation last week!!! Mama took me with her to Feenix. We stayed at a really nice place. There was grass and trees and lots of birdies. My mama did the strangest things there though. She soaked herself in a huge water dish!!! No kidding. I never saw something so weird. Mama said she was swimming. She pulled me into it and I DID NOT LIKE IT!!!! It was like a great big bath. YUCK! So I had to stay by her chair and guard her stuff. I tried to be a good girl and not cry when I couldn't see her but it was hard. I MUST keep an eye on my Mama at all times. I never know when she might do something fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed in Feenix the whole week. The kitties said they went to Hawaeeeeeeee. They hoola danced and went lu-ows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-115523049354884308?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/115523049354884308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=115523049354884308' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115523049354884308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115523049354884308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/08/daisy-sunshine-we-all-went-on-vacation.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-115386483189112916</id><published>2006-07-25T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T15:00:31.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/1600/approval.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/320/approval.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I approve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-115386483189112916?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/115386483189112916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=115386483189112916' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115386483189112916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115386483189112916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-approve.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-115352092649502568</id><published>2006-07-21T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T15:28:46.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DaisyMae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so nice to know that out there somewhere  is a cat who wears the name &lt;a href="http://daisymaemaus.blogspot.com/"&gt;DaisyMae&lt;/a&gt;.  It is a beautiful name and shouldn't be wasted on a dog.  UGH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-115352092649502568?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/115352092649502568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=115352092649502568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115352092649502568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115352092649502568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/07/daisymae-it-is-so-nice-to-know-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-115334186008421666</id><published>2006-07-19T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T13:45:38.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Busy, Busy, Busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cats have been so busy lately. Keeping the Mother and the dog in line is just such a task. We had to call in an expert because the BEAST was being a BEAST! She was biting people. Only kitties can get away with putting the bite on people not dogs. Dogs are animals. Cats are gods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mother must lay down the law that we are the bosses not her or the dog. The world does not revolve around the dog it revolves around us and our needs. And our needs are not being met!!! The dog no longer has sofa privileges so I can sleep wherever I want too now. There is no slobbering beast in the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Mother is getting ready to take that vicious thing on a vacation with her. Good riddance. I hope the BEAST gets lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And the Mother says thank you for all of your kind condolences over our great-grandMother.  THANK YOU!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-115334186008421666?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/115334186008421666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=115334186008421666' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115334186008421666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115334186008421666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/07/busy-busy-busy-badness-we-cats-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-115220081405778359</id><published>2006-07-06T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T08:46:54.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Updates and Other Things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had a rough week here at home. The Mother has been gone quite a bit. Her grandmother died last week and the funeral was Monday. The Mother was very sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about the Mother...on to us kitties. We have been waiting patiently for the Mother to finish our Adoption Month gift since May. Yes...she is that late on getting us our present. You would think that our Adoption Month would be the most important thing on her mind but nooooo...she buys stuff for that mutt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we have an Adoption Month and not an Adoption Day? Because the Mother adopted my, Scrappy and Daisy all in the same month of May. So we make the whole month a celebration. Usually we just get new toys and kitty crack. But this time the Mother was a little more creative with her gift. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/320/cattreehome.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is comfortable but kind of wobbly.  I think we will like it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-115220081405778359?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/115220081405778359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=115220081405778359' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115220081405778359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115220081405778359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/07/updates-and-other-things-badness-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-115142147932374328</id><published>2006-06-27T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T08:17:59.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisy Sunshine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we had a big, big storm. It rained and rained and made lots of loud noises. Mama was not scared to I wasn't scared neither but it was loud. Mama took me for a walk in the foothills again and this is what the sky looked like then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/1600/rain1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/320/rain1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we was walking back mama took these pictures of the storm moving across Albaquirky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/1600/rain4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/320/rain4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/1600/rain2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/320/rain2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got out of the hills just as it started to rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/1600/rain3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/320/rain3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama went to look outside during the storm and I ran out to protect her but I almost became at kite!!!  The wind nearly blewed me away!!!  There was loud, flashy things falling from the sky too!  And white hard things that was cold falling from the sky!!!!  They made more loud noises against the windows!!!  When we looked outside again, it looked like it had snowed!!!  I thought snow only happened when it was cold outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we did my potty walk this morning, stuff was all over the ground.  Dead leaves and wood everywhere!  Lots a dirt had moved too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the weather guy said it is supposed to happen again today!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-115142147932374328?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/115142147932374328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=115142147932374328' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115142147932374328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115142147932374328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/06/storm-daisy-sunshine-last-night-we-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-115099250679208077</id><published>2006-06-22T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T09:08:26.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/1600/olympicsilver.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/320/olympicsilver.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Badness:   Well, my natural talent for sitting in boxes paid of this weekend at the 2006 Catolympics.  I proudly share a silver medal with Angelica and Bonnie Underfoot.  We did a great job girls!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tucker however wasn't cat enough to overthrow Timmy in his continuing reign as Sumo Wrestling Champion of the World.  We wasted alot of stinky goodness on that Tucker trying to fatten him up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tucker:  I tried my hardest but Timmy has a mean noogie.  My blubber is for squeezin' not fightin' anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrappy:  Don't worry, Tucker, we know you did your best.  And we still love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-115099250679208077?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/115099250679208077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=115099250679208077' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115099250679208077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115099250679208077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/06/badness-well-my-natural-talent-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-115091515035100247</id><published>2006-06-21T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T11:39:10.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lewis the Cat Escapes the Death Sentence!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ACROSS THE NATION&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Attack cat spared but forced indoorsItems compiled from Tribune news servicesPublished June 21, 2006&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;BRIDGEPORT, CONNECTICUT -- A state judge on Tuesday spared the life of Lewis the cat, whose vicious attacks on neighbors landed his owner in court. But the cat was ordered confined to the house at all times."There are no exceptions. None," Judge Patrick Carroll told Lewis' owner, Ruth Cisero.If Lewis gets out, even accidentally, Cisero could face up to 6 months in jail, and Lewis' fate would be in the hands of animal control officers.Cisero had faced a charge of reckless endangerment because neighbors complained that the black and white cat's long claws and stealth had allowed it to attack at least a half-dozen people. Some who were bitten and scratched ended up seeking treatment at hospitals.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Copyright © 2006, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chicagotribune.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chicago Tribune&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chicagotribune.com/news/nationworld/chi-0606210154jun21,1,7622827.story?coll=chi-newsnationworld-hed" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.chicagotribune.com/news/n...ationworld-hed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-115091515035100247?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/115091515035100247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=115091515035100247' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115091515035100247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115091515035100247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/06/lewis-cat-escapes-death-sentence.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-115039570780946387</id><published>2006-06-15T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T11:21:47.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/1600/albsd-mtn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/320/albsd-mtn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mama finally got my pictures.  Here I am crossing the Sandias with the torch. I am so happy that I got to carry the torch!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-115039570780946387?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/115039570780946387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=115039570780946387' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115039570780946387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115039570780946387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/06/mama-finally-got-my-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-115012832743844061</id><published>2006-06-12T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T09:14:35.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;June 11 Torch Relay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Mia got here safely on Saturday night.  We rested up a bit, had some nip, lotsa water.  We sent her home after lots of rest and with some good nip.  Love to your family, Mia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my Achin' Paws!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Thank you Meeko and The Lonestar Purrs for the good rest and the snacks.  Good nip and tuna water!!!  I had a fun time with ya'll on the patio watchin' your birdies!  I hope you got lots of rest for your relay.  Love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I got home early this morning.  It was a good run but all uphill!  Who knew there were so many mountains between here and there!  There was lots of wild life too!  I will post pictures soon!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-115012832743844061?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/115012832743844061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=115012832743844061' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115012832743844061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/115012832743844061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/06/june-11-torch-relay-mia-got-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Daisy Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00353685963449518629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/mygirlweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114978136670624595</id><published>2006-06-08T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T08:42:46.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So Bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tucker:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been so bad in updating our blog lately.  Mom is hogging the computer all the time these days at a place called globalpaw.com.  It is a discussion board for dogs!   Yes, dogs again.   I am beginning  to think mom likes dogs better than cats.  It makes me want to throw up on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Message from Daisy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;I is on bedrest!  Mama is making me stay in my crate during the day now!!!  I hurted my left paw last week.  Mama took me to the pokey place.  The pokey person made me sleepy and then took pictures of my bones!!  The pokey person said I didn't break anything but I is still limping.  The pokey person said Mama had to put me on bed rest for a week so I would get better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;No walks! No rides! No fuN!!!!  I is sad I has to stay in my crate.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Tucker is nice.  He is typing this message for me.  I love him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114978136670624595?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114978136670624595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114978136670624595' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114978136670624595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114978136670624595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-bad-tucker-we-have-been-so-bad-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114868365897667750</id><published>2006-05-26T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T15:47:39.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>An UPdate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the pawse in our posting.  We had a family catastrophe that needed to be handled.  It wasn't handled according to my suggestions.  As usual!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mother:  Badness, it didn't effect you one bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badness:  Everything that happens in this house effects the kitties!  You want to know what it was efurryone?!  The VILE BEAST started having accidents.  The Mother was clogging up the computer with VILE BEAST questions so we kitties couldn't post about our protests!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mother:  You are such a drama queen.  I am sorry but I had to find out what I should do with Daisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badness:  I TOLD you what you should do with the VILE BEAST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mother:  Kicking to the curb, one way trips, stuffing, and playing in the street are not viable options. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badness:  They would have solved the problem of poop in the house.  She doesn't even use the litter box.  UGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mother:  It doesn't even matter anymore because the problem has been fixed.  Without the use of cement shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badness:  that would have solved my problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mother:  A lobotomy would fix your problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badness:  I heard that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mother:  About your protests.  Walking on the counter tops and knocking off dishes is quite effective, I must admit.  I won't spray you again.  I am sorry, I am sorry, I am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badness:  Not good enough.  Speaking of good, where is my stinky goodness?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114868365897667750?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114868365897667750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114868365897667750' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114868365897667750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114868365897667750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/05/update-badness-sorry-for-pawse-in-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114806967617235418</id><published>2006-05-19T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T15:46:58.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Zeus' Ideas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badness,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are about to begin implementation of Zeus first idea, signs.   Scrappy is painting some up now.  We will have pics of the protest asap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POWER TO THE FELINES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;1) Make signs which read "No Spray - Go Away!" and march in the kitchen with them. When the human pet can't get to her precious metal food box, she might think otherwise about the hose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2) All three of you sit at the foot of her bed with just your eyes appearing to her while she tries to go to sleep at night. The feeling of paranoia could get her to relinquish this horrific act.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3) If all else fails, when she sprays you with the hose, you spray her with the yellow stuff nature gave you. I'm sure that would put a new spin on Pavlov's theory!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114806967617235418?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114806967617235418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114806967617235418' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114806967617235418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114806967617235418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/05/zeus-ideas-badness-we-are-about-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114788989041405354</id><published>2006-05-17T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T12:00:45.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Proof of Parental Irrationality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/1600/tucker.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/320/tucker.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;First it was the little brother...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/1600/DSCN1068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/320/DSCN1068.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Then it was the dog.  No she isn't cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now she is squirting us with the hose.  The irrationality is getting worse.  Pretty soon she could be bathing us and putting colored nail caps on us.  The mind boggles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else could she be planning?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114788989041405354?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114788989041405354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114788989041405354' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114788989041405354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114788989041405354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/05/proof-of-parental-irrationality.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114780593246232245</id><published>2006-05-16T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T11:59:47.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now That is a Thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William brought up the possibility of something happening to our Mothers during the recent sand storm.  That same storm is now raining down in the East where other kitties are getting sprayed with water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if something CHANGED our Mothers?  What if they  have been replaced or mutated?!  What if there were aliens in the dust that inhabited our Mothers bodies?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would explain alot, especially the squirting with water!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114780593246232245?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114780593246232245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114780593246232245' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114780593246232245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114780593246232245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/05/now-that-is-thought-badness-william.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114771367554121774</id><published>2006-05-15T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T10:33:42.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SQUIRTED!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mother squirted Tucker and I with the hose this morning.  Enuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mother:  May I butt in here. Badness, you and Tucker weren't supposed to be outside.  You know I don't          want you out there!  There are diseases, and fleas, and ticks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badness:  We are only a step away from being wild animals.  We must feel the wind in our fur    and dirt under our paws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mother:  LOL!!! ROFL!!! LMBO!!!  You, a wild animal!?!?!  You wouldn't know what to do with a mouse if it jumped in your dish!  Spare me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badness ::fliffing my tail::  You didn't have to squirt us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mother:  I only sprinkled you.  I was watering the "lawn".  It was the only way I could get you to go back inside before you made a mess of your fur by rolling.  I am sorry but it had to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badness:  We want a new Mother&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114771367554121774?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114771367554121774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114771367554121774' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114771367554121774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114771367554121774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/05/squirted-badness-mother-squirted.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114745267450226083</id><published>2006-05-12T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T09:51:14.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A Moocher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a kitty that has been coming to our backyard for awhile.  He acts like he is starving but he doesn't look like it.  The Mother says he belongs to someone because he has a collar and has had a hooha-ectomy.  He is a Moocher!  The Mother still feeds him though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/1600/bigwill2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/320/bigwill2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114745267450226083?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114745267450226083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114745267450226083' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114745267450226083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114745267450226083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/05/moocher-badness-this-is-kitty-that-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114727718149737527</id><published>2006-05-10T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T09:13:22.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dust Storm of 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridgett:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics I took on the way home from work yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/1600/duststorm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/320/duststorm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; The pic was taken looking towards the West Side of Alb. from Lomas Ave. up in the Heights.&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/1600/duststorm2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/320/duststorm2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;This one was taken looking towards the mountains.  What mountains?  The sand totally blocks them out!&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think we have had a dust storm this bad for several years.  Certainly not this year.  We usually have spring winds and dust storms but this was a bit much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cats didn't even notice and I had to give Daisy the bad news that the weather was to bad too go for a walk.  She didn't want all her fur blasted off so she was okay with it.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114727718149737527?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114727718149737527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114727718149737527' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114727718149737527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114727718149737527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/05/dust-storm-of-2006-bridgett-here-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114711139958079547</id><published>2006-05-08T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T11:14:33.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Updates and Dog Pics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisy :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gots some new pics of me and my buddy, Bullet, at the dog park.  Here they is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/1600/dog3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/320/dog3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/1600/dogs2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/320/dogs2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't we cute?  We plays hard and get all GRRRRR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than playin's  at the dog park, Mama and I workeds outside in the yard.  Mama is planting grasses for me to play in and lay on.  She is making catnip grow for the kitties to sniff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Oh, Oh!!!! We gots hummingsbirds coming to our feeders now!!!  They is so cutes!  I trieds to catch one but it moveds to fast!!  Then Mama said, don't chase the birdies.  I was sad but that is okay.  I likes to looks at them anyways!  Mama says they is Black-chinned Hummingsbirds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114711139958079547?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114711139958079547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114711139958079547' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114711139958079547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114711139958079547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/05/updates-and-dog-pics-daisy-i-gots-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114675710227802030</id><published>2006-05-04T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T08:38:22.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Its All Good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tucker:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama is feeling better.  Now I can get my lovin's and scratchin's properly on her tummy.  I have to lay on my mama's tummy for my lovin's and scratchin's to count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://timothydickens.blogspot.com/"&gt;Timothy&lt;/a&gt; is my opponent in sumo wrestling at the &lt;a href="http://thecatolympics.blogspot.com/"&gt;Olympics&lt;/a&gt;.  Wow!  This is goin' to be fun!  I have been bulkin' up and practicing my moves on Badness.  She doesn't appreciate it very much but oh well.  I have to tackle somebody!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114675710227802030?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114675710227802030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114675710227802030' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114675710227802030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114675710227802030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-all-good-tucker-mama-is-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114652946592379666</id><published>2006-05-01T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T17:24:59.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mama Sick&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Daisy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama gotted sick yesterday. Shes was sick todays too. Shes said it was her tummy. Shes was bent over her litter box alots yesterday. When the kitties trieds to walks over hers tummy shes mades them get off cuz it hurts her to have pointy kitty feets on her tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama slept most of the day todays. No fun. Badnesssss and I's took care of hers though. Badnesss sat on her head and laid on her legs. Intensives Pet Therapy mamas calls it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wes sads mamas sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114652946592379666?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114652946592379666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114652946592379666' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114652946592379666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114652946592379666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/05/mama-sick-daisy-mama-gotted-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114633493523072156</id><published>2006-04-29T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T11:28:29.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it finally rained. Finally. It was a nice, slow, drenching rain that the earth really needed. I hope everything turns green. The air smelled wonderful and clean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only bad part is we have a leak in the roof.  As long as it isn't dripping on my head, it isn't my problem.  But, the Mother woke us all up last night to help her find it. I made sure she understood my displeasure.  I walked as grumpily as possible.  We could hear it drip, drip, dripping but couldn't find it anywhere. Finally, the Mother said the leak is around the air conditioner. The water is some how dripping into the duct.  Fine.  She got me out of bed for something we can't even put a bucket under.  I fliffed my tail at her and went back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then this morning, to add insult to injury, there I was innocently laying on my back under the Mothers desk trying to get some more rest. Okay, I have a really cute white fluffy tummy and I make bunny feet with my front paws. But that is no excuse to go poking me in the tummy with her toe! Then she poked me in the butt!!! How rude!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114633493523072156?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114633493523072156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114633493523072156' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114633493523072156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114633493523072156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/04/rain-badness-well-it-finally-rained.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114615227856990472</id><published>2006-04-27T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T08:37:58.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has come to our attention that Derby started this tagging fest!  Sorry Derby!!  I will have to go put the bite on my sources.  They failed me.  This is so embarrassing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114615227856990472?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114615227856990472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114615227856990472' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114615227856990472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114615227856990472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/04/it-has-come-to-our-attention-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Daisy Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00353685963449518629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/mygirlweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114610871298563316</id><published>2006-04-26T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T20:31:53.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After much deliberation we have decided to tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://swicks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Beau and Angie&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://williamthecat.blogspot.com/"&gt;William&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://derbysassycat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Derby&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://crewsviews.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Crew&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://meezertails.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Meezers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114610871298563316?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114610871298563316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114610871298563316' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114610871298563316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114610871298563316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/04/after-much-deliberation-we-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114593825903939549</id><published>2006-04-24T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T21:10:59.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;5 Words Tag from Diva Kitty and the Fluffies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisy:  Badness, Scrappy, Tucker!!!  Come, come, comes quick!!  Wes been tagged!!!  Wes been tagged!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badness:  Someone stick a sock in its mouth please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrappy: Don't be such a stick in the mud Badness.  Lets go see!  This could be fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tucker:  Did someone say food!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;1) Stinky Goodness from Max - see someone did say food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2) poodin's - wes thinks we heard Patches say this first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;3)woofies - such a cute name for a vile beast - everybody says woofies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;4)buns - heehehe always makes us laugh - from Diva Kitty and the Fluffies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;5)beans - again makes us laugh - everybody says beans, too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Wasn't that fun!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Does we gets to tag someones now!?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114593825903939549?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114593825903939549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114593825903939549' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114593825903939549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114593825903939549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/04/5-words-tag-from-diva-kitty-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114563891546524720</id><published>2006-04-21T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T10:01:55.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tucker:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for your recent care and concern over my near tragedy.  Mama is being extra careful with the bags now.  I took me a few days and several bowls of food to get over it all.  My sisters have finally stopped laughing at me.  Mama had to remind Badness of the time she got one of her claws stuck in the screen door.  Apparently, Badness really got scared then.  Scrappy has gotten herself stuck up in high place occasionally.    So I am not the only one who gets scared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had another accident yesterday but my mama was the one who got hurt.  She was in my way though!!  She was doing her business in the bathroom.  I was on the side of the tub and wanted to be on the vanity.  She didn't duck for me or anything.  I tried to jump over her but I just couldn't quite make it!  I missed the vanity and landed on Mama's arm.  I got scared again and scratched Mamas hand real bad.  I said I was sorry and Mama forgave me.   Mama always does!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114563891546524720?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114563891546524720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114563891546524720' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114563891546524720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114563891546524720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/04/thank-you-tucker-thank-you-all-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114512786182677469</id><published>2006-04-15T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T12:04:21.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I Was Attacked!!!&lt;br /&gt;Tucker:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late last night I was patrolling my territory and making sure my dishes were still full.  Sadly, they weren't.  I jumped up on the table by the front door to check out mama purse that she had left there.  I thought maybe she had stinky goodness or treats that she would keeping from us.  Having almost empty dishes is quite distressing late at night you know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When suddenly, something wrapped it is tentacles around me  and tried to pull me down.  It was heavy and kept tugging at my throat.  It was trying to strangle me, squeeze the life out of me with its clinging tentacles!!!!  I pulled back with all my strength and managed to struggle up the stairs into mamas room.  Step by step I pulled myself closer and closer to the top!!  Finally I made it.  I was almost about to lose consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had heard my life and death struggle downstairs and new I was in trouble.  She leaped out of bed and wrestled the clinging beast off of me.  One by one, she pulled the tentacles from around my neck.  She through the beast against the wall and killed it dead! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me awhile to recover myself.  My mama held me and told me I would be okay.  She said I was so brave.  Her brave little boy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrappy:  This is a bit much don't you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tucker:  Scrappy how can you say that.  I was attacked in my own home by a dreadful beast!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrappy:  You mean this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/1600/tucker2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/320/tucker2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tucker:  Well, in the dark it looks much worse.  It was wrapped around my neck!!  My life flashed before my eyes, it was full of empty dishes.  Hum....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrappy:  ROFL!  You are such a wienie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114512786182677469?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114512786182677469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114512786182677469' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114512786182677469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114512786182677469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-was-attacked-tucker-late-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114494458184686221</id><published>2006-04-13T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T09:09:42.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wanted: Home with NO dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now the only one is this household with sense.  Everyone has succumbed to the "charms" of the dog.  Scrappy actually lets that dog lick her head.  :::shivers in disgust:::  What is this world coming too.  This will certainly NOT be a case of "if you can't beat 'em, join 'em."  Dogs are evil and vile.  My felinity is too precious!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114494458184686221?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114494458184686221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114494458184686221' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114494458184686221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114494458184686221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/04/wanted-home-with-no-dog.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114468527374810238</id><published>2006-04-10T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T09:07:58.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I Am My Mama's Hero!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mama needed my help.  We was at the car wash on Siturday.  Mama was sprayin' down the car when water shot in the car throughs an open window.  She laughed at herselfs and rolleds up the window.  But somehows she locked the doors!  With mes in the car and the car running!!!!  Silly mama!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says too tell you all that car was in the shades sos I wasn't cooking in a hot car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sos upset.  I couldn't reach my mama! Then she left me!!  I seed her walking across the street.  Then she comes back with a mans who looks at the car and shakes his head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mama kepts telling me I was gonna be okay buts I was sayin', "I can helps, I can helps!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, mama remembered thats I can roll down windows.  I does it all the time.  So she showed me wheres to step on the button.  And I rolleds down the window for hers! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says I saved hers lots of money, cuz she was gonna call someone to come unlocks the car for hers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got tons of extra lovin's after I saved my mama!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114468527374810238?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114468527374810238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114468527374810238' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114468527374810238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114468527374810238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-am-my-mamas-hero-daisy-my-mama.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114442716302016283</id><published>2006-04-07T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T09:26:03.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SOMEBODY'S CAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;C H Campagna&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Somebody's cat went missing last night,&lt;br /&gt;Somebody's cat had a terrible fright,&lt;br /&gt;Somebody's cat was very brave,&lt;br /&gt;So many kind people his life tried to save.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;No-one's name hung from his collar last night,&lt;br /&gt;Just a strip of tape for reflecting the light,&lt;br /&gt;But a small strip of tape can in no way compete,&lt;br /&gt;With so many cars and a busy town street.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's such a dangerous world outside for cats,&lt;br /&gt;With fast cars and dogs and with poisoned rats,&lt;br /&gt;Someone, somewhere by a window will wait,&lt;br /&gt;Thinks: "He'll be home soon, though it's now late."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just a number to call could have meant instead&lt;br /&gt;Of kind strangers she could have held his head,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if she's sorry she let her cat roam,&lt;br /&gt;When he could have been so safe in her home?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The morning sun would have warmed his soft fur,&lt;br /&gt;As he sat on her lap to wash and to purr.&lt;br /&gt;Somebody's cat gave death quite a fight,&lt;br /&gt;When somebody's cat died late last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114442716302016283?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114442716302016283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114442716302016283' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114442716302016283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114442716302016283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/04/somebodys-cat-c-h-campagna-somebodys.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114442603397238624</id><published>2006-04-07T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T09:07:13.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I Didn't Ask to be a Stray - Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With heavy heart and weary paws                &lt;br /&gt;                I walk the wet streets, shunned, ignored&lt;br /&gt;                Thinking of my life before.&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;                Once I had a loving home&lt;br /&gt;                But now the cold streets I must roam&lt;br /&gt;                Down on my luck and all alone.&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;                Crouching in some hedge by day&lt;br /&gt;                Dodging kicks that come my way&lt;br /&gt;                Nothing but a hungry stray.&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;                Inside the houses warm and light&lt;br /&gt;                Live my cousins - their future bright&lt;br /&gt;                While I must cower out of sight.&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;                Can't you spare a scrap or two?&lt;br /&gt;                Or a cozy box in the living room?&lt;br /&gt;                Might I come and live with you?.&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;                I'm really friendly, if given a chance -&lt;br /&gt;                So won't you give me a second chance?&lt;br /&gt;                Instead of a disdainful glance.&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;                I really wouldn't take much space&lt;br /&gt;                I'd wash my grimy paws and face&lt;br /&gt;                All I want is my own warm place.&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;                It isn't fun to live this way&lt;br /&gt;                No-one to love, no time for play&lt;br /&gt;                I didn't ask to be a stray.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114442603397238624?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114442603397238624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114442603397238624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114442603397238624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114442603397238624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-didnt-ask-to-be-stray-author-unknown.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114436913627275544</id><published>2006-04-06T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T17:20:57.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Looking for the Kitty:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mother:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisy and I have gone up to the same area in the foothills for the past couple of days looking for the wild kitty.    We haven't seen her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was such a beautiful kitty.  I don't think she is a feral, because she sat there for a long time just looking at us.  She laid down and rolled in the dirt and then walked on.   Daisy and I make a LOT of noise when we are walking around so I am sure she heard us approaching her.  But there she was, looking perfectly calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the odds of actually catching her if she is a feral are slim.  We could put a cage out there with stinky goodness in it but we are more likely to catch a skunk than her.  I really don't want to catch a skunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor kitty.   If she does have a fur-parent, that parent needs to be horse-whipped for letting her wander around in the foothills!  It really makes me mad that she is allowed to roam in such a dangerous place.   Mountain lions, Bear, Bobcats, Skunks, Diseases, Coyotes, Ticks, Fleas;  all of them are out there just waiting to get her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get so mad, I could go Chihuahua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps.  I apologize for the quality of the pic.  I took it with my little cell phone camera.  Still haven't mastered the thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114436913627275544?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114436913627275544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114436913627275544' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114436913627275544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114436913627275544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/04/looking-for-kitty-mother-daisy-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114417181667944828</id><published>2006-04-04T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T10:30:16.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A WILD CAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/1600/feralbaby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/320/feralbaby.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looks at what we seed in the mountains yesterday!!!  A Wild CAT!  Mama putted an arrow on the picture so yous could see her!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shes a beautiful calico.  Mamas not sure whether shes a WILD kitty or just a kitty roamin' around wheres she shouldn't.  I's worried about hers.  What ifs the coyotes find hers?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114417181667944828?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114417181667944828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114417181667944828' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114417181667944828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114417181667944828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/04/wild-cat-daisy-looks-at-what-we-seed.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114343165098557276</id><published>2006-03-26T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T19:54:11.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Coyote Bait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisy Sunshine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/1600/daisy3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/320/daisy3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterdays, Mama took me for a walk in the foothills again. We heared a pretty birdie singing and Mama said it was a Curved Bill Thrasher. It was sitting proudly up on top of a cactus singing his little brians out! But it sure did sound pretty. He did it till the sun went down cuz he was still there on his cactus when we was walking back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But guess what else we seed!!! A coyote!!! A real, live coyote. Mama always told me they lived up there but we'd never seed one before. Mama said we must have walked right passed it on the path cuz we seed it down below us when we were further up the hill. It was right there!!! Where we was!!! Mama said it was a good thing I was on my leash cuz I could've been coyote bait! I don't wanna be coyote bait but I don't wanna walk on my leash, neither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/1600/daisy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/320/daisy1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are some pictures of me being a Rock Hound!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114343165098557276?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114343165098557276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114343165098557276' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114343165098557276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114343165098557276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/03/coyote-bait-daisy-sunshine-yesterdays.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114308867006344414</id><published>2006-03-22T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T20:37:50.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/1600/kitty%20grass.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/320/kitty%20grass.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/1600/kitty%20grass.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kitty Herbs!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tucker:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh kitty grass it sooo goompffff mffummmfumm murumppfh. MURMMFFMMFPH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114308867006344414?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114308867006344414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114308867006344414' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114308867006344414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114308867006344414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/03/kitty-herbs-tucker-ohhh-kitty-grass-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114296940509660253</id><published>2006-03-21T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T16:29:40.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Badness isn't the Only One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tucker:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey!  I am  preparing for my event too!  But it is kinda hard to do with an empty dish.  I have to wrestle Fat Eric, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/1600/starviingtucker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 234px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/200/starviingtucker.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114296940509660253?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114296940509660253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114296940509660253' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114296940509660253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114296940509660253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/03/badness-isnt-only-one-tucker-hey-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114288365210833637</id><published>2006-03-20T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T13:46:42.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Catalympics First Practice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are very excited about the upcoming &lt;a href="http://home.earthlink.net/%7Ecatbeau/id3.html"&gt;Catalympics&lt;/a&gt;. I am practicing for my event at the &lt;a href="http://home.earthlink.net/%7Ecatbeau/id3.html"&gt;Catalympics&lt;/a&gt;, Fitting In Small Boxes.  I am working on my form.  What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/1600/perfectform2.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/200/perfectform2.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Notice how compact I sit and yet maintain my natural elegance.   But my tail isn't wrapping all the way around my front paws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/1600/perfectform.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/200/perfectform.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now that is a gorgeous cat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mother:  Badness, some humility please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badness:  I am so bad, I am good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114288365210833637?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114288365210833637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114288365210833637' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114288365210833637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114288365210833637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/03/catalympics-first-practice-badness-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114238191598577355</id><published>2006-03-14T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T16:18:36.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;How This Bad Cat Got Her Name&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me state for the record that I am bad. I have no need or desire to deny it. If something is in my way, I will make it get out of my way. If there is a nice spot to sleep on, even if it is the Mother's delicate silk sweater, I will still lay on it and knead to make it comfortable. If I am happy sleeping in the middle of the stairs, there I shall stay. If I want to eat the Mother's dried roses, I will eat the Mother's dried roses no matter how high up she puts them. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/1600/badness2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/1600/badness3.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/200/badness3.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mother missed my "so what" expression.  I wish she would learn to take clearer pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114238191598577355?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114238191598577355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114238191598577355' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114238191598577355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114238191598577355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/03/how-this-bad-cat-got-her-name-badness.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114227935764045310</id><published>2006-03-13T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T11:52:48.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It Snowed!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was white, cold, wet stuff all over the ground yesterday! I didn't like it when I had to poo in it. It was too cold on my paws. Tucker said it was snow. Mama said my chihuahua DNA has beaches and Cabo San Lucas written in it. ?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But later mama took me up into the foothills to walk in the snow. She made me wear my coat that I HATE, but I was glad, cuz it was COLD and WINDY. The wind made my ears stand up. It was fun to chase the blowing snow and then catch it and eat it. Everything smelled clean too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/1600/Daisy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/320/Daisy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Doxie genes won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/1600/Daisy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/320/Daisy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so much fun running in the snow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114227935764045310?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114227935764045310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114227935764045310' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114227935764045310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114227935764045310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/03/it-snowed-daisy-there-was-white-cold.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114211227389077363</id><published>2006-03-11T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T13:31:45.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/1600/4.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/200/4.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hello!? Anyone there? This is Badness. The Mother finally joined the 21st century and got a camera phone. Bare with her, she is still learning to use it so the pics are kind of fuzzy. She says she will get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/200/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mama, take me for a walk!!!  You said you were gonna clean but you are just playin' on the 'puter.  It would be more fun to take me for a walk.  Done make me get all whiny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114211227389077363?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114211227389077363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114211227389077363' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114211227389077363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114211227389077363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/03/hello-anyone-there-this-is-badness.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114179385850587017</id><published>2006-03-07T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T20:57:38.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Scrappy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am spending time with my mama all by myself. No dog, no icky brother, just me and my mama. It is nice. Only my mama can scratch my ears so good! Purrrrrrr! Badness is downstairs eating her Stinky Goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you like to watch on TV? Do you mamas and daddys leave the TVs on for you during the day? Our mama leaves good TV on. She says it is PBS. We watch Arthur and Between the Lions, of course, heehehehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama was reading Into the Wild to us but she got caught up in Bleak House by some man named Dickens (Timothy?). It wasn't very interesting for us cats. But atleast the book caused lots of lap time for us kitties (and the dog). I think that is what books are really good for. Lap time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama said I should include a picture of myself. I don't know which one.  Oh! I have one!!! I was very proud of this. It was my toy stash at our last house. It took me a long time to make it. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/1600/SCRAPPYSSTASH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3945/2004/320/SCRAPPYSSTASH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  I put all my toys under my mama chest of drawers.  I had a wonderful collections of things, beads, rings off milk jugs, pen caps, the little caps off of mama's eye cases (you know, those little things humans put in their eyes in the morning. Mama's eyes are all squinty til she puts hers on). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is how I earned my cat name, Swiftpaw.  Because I was so good at taking things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell mama, but I have started another stash here at our new house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114179385850587017?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114179385850587017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114179385850587017' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114179385850587017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114179385850587017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/03/scrappy-i-am-spending-time-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114176144109756977</id><published>2006-03-07T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T11:57:21.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Badness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan B has also failed.  I underestimated the Mother's adoration for this BEAST.  I had the BEAST trapped under the sofa for several minutes.  I had intended to keep her under there til...well forever.  But the Mother noticed the BEAST was missing and rescued the BEAST from under the sofa.  On to Plan C.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114176144109756977?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114176144109756977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114176144109756977' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114176144109756977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114176144109756977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/03/badness-plan-b-has-also-failed.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114133894136577014</id><published>2006-03-02T13:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T14:35:41.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;FOILED AGAIN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foiled Again!  Yesterday, I had the perfect plan for removing the BEAST from my home.  The subtlety and finesse!  Elegance and Grace were required to carry out this plan.  You see, the Mother places the BEAST'S piddle pads in the big rumbly, white machine room everyday.  Disgusting!  I know it makes the Mother unhappy if the BEAST doesn't use the pads.  What better way to get rid of the dog than to block her way to the pads.  I thought for sure BEAST messes around the house would be the END of the BEAST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I slept on the pile of clothes in the door way to the room.  All...Day...Long.  Everything went according to plan.  The BEAST didn't dare walk past me as I lay contentedly purring on the laundry as innocent as can be.  I have struck that much fear in her heart.  Instead, she went on plastic laid down in the living room, four times!  My plan was working!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, my plan was discovered when the Mother came home.  I had been so confident in my feline abilities of subtleness that I remained laying on the laundry after she came home.  She was smarter than I thought.  She immediately figured out why the BEAST had pottied in the living room.  My plan fell to ruins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't get mad at the BEAST.  All the she said was, "It isn't your fault.  It's okay little girl."  Gag me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I tried to act as nonchalant as possible.  Completely innocent, incapable of such diabolical plans.   The Mother thinks I was just looking for a comfortable place to sleep.  Little does she know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday...BEAST...someday...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114133894136577014?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114133894136577014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114133894136577014' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114133894136577014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114133894136577014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/03/foiled-again-badness-foiled-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114123389811024508</id><published>2006-03-01T08:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T13:36:12.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tucker:   Either you or Badness is going to starve!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrappy:  Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tucker:  Because one of the dishes is empty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrappy:  But there are still two full dishes.  Can't we eat out of one of those?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tucker:  No, no, no.  That ain't how it works.  One bowl belongs to me and the other full bowl belongs to you or Badness.  You two will have to decide who will starve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scappy:  Then who ate all the food in the bowl that wasn't theirs!??!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tucker:  Well, I did.  Cuz it was my bowl before it was empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrappy:  HISSS!!!  :::smacks brother on head:::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114123389811024508?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114123389811024508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114123389811024508' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114123389811024508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114123389811024508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/03/tucker-either-you-or-badness-is-going.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114071638695842724</id><published>2006-02-23T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T09:41:22.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Scrappy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally know where we sleep! I get a pillow! Having the dog sleep with us messed up everything. She sleeps under the covers where I usually sleep. Badness called a kitty meeting to talk about it. Badness usually get Mamas pillow. I slept at her knees and Tucker at her shoulders. But with the dog at mama's knees I couldn't sleep there no more. I tried sleeping in a drawer but mama closed it on me. Then I tried sleeping in a chair but it was uncomfortable. Then I tried the floor. I was sad. But Badness said I could sleep on the other pillow!!! And that is much better. I sleep on one pillow. Badness sleeps on mama's pillow. Tucker sleeps at mama's shoulder. The dog sleeps at mama's knees. It works for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama complains about not having any pillow space but we know she doesn't mind. She likes laying her head out our side and listening to our purrs and feeling our soft fur. It makes her relax and sleep good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114071638695842724?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114071638695842724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114071638695842724' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114071638695842724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114071638695842724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/02/scrappy-we-finally-know-where-we-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114049110838117946</id><published>2006-02-20T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T19:14:08.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Daisy::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess What!!!?!?!?!?! Mama gave me a bath!!! Oh, I hates baths. Mama said we are getting clean sheets so we all need to be clean. I did walk through a mud puddle today and I always roll in the good stinks at the dog park. But, I am a dog. Isn't that what I's supposed to do. Mama said there was lots of dirt and fur in the tub. I don't know where that came from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glads I's not the only one to get baths. Mama's must like to hot air blowy thing their furbabies. Mama did it again this morning. But no kind words are going to make me like that thingy. Its evil!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I's surprised kitties get baths. My kitties are always licking themselves. Tucker says that is how they bath. Tucker said Badness got a bath once when she rolled in the kitty good stink box. Why would she do that?!??! I don't think Badness is a normal kitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I's had a fun day. Mama and I went to a place where mama can eat outside and I can be with her. My uncle Louie came too. He fed me. YUM!!! Mama calls it furinch fureyes. Mama says they aren't good for me but they are soooo good!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went for a walk up in the mountains again. Mama lets me walk of the leash when we are climbing rocks. She is kind of slow on the rocks. She says it isn't fair that I has four legs and she just has two. But mama would look kind of funny with 4 legs. She says I must be part mountain goat cuz I bounce all over the rocks. I don't know what that is but I think it is a nice thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never let my mama out of sight though. So don't worry I will never loose her. I have to keep an eye on her so she always takes the right path. I's good at finding paths. If I gets to far ahead I goes back and waits for her to catch up. I's gotta watch out for my mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I's had a bath my days was still good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114049110838117946?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114049110838117946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114049110838117946' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114049110838117946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114049110838117946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/02/daisy-guess-what-mama-gave-me-bath-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114029679922121970</id><published>2006-02-18T12:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T13:06:39.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Daisy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has you mama ever tried to put that hot air blowy thingy on your fur?  She uses it on her fur everyday.   She tries it on my fur before but it was really scary!  My tail got all tucky.  Today when she was blowing her fur she blew it on mine too.  But she was petting me at the same time so it wasn't so scary.  But I don't like that thing.  I know it is up to something bad.  Why should it be so loud?  The only thing that is that loud is the machine that runs on the floors!!  That things makes me get snarly.  Biting is the only thing that thing understands!  I have to get all "woof, woof, ruff, woof!"  with it.  I wonder if mama wants to blowy thing me too? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like went we play with in the towel after my bath.  That is fun!  Mama rubs it all hard all over me and oh boy is that fun!!! cuz I loves to wrestle.   Do you have to takes baths?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114029679922121970?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114029679922121970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114029679922121970' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114029679922121970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114029679922121970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/02/daisy-has-you-mama-ever-tried-to-put.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-114010828587445125</id><published>2006-02-16T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T08:56:38.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Badness:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally! The Mother brought home Stinky Goodness. For one blissful moment I thought everything was right with the world. But it came crashing down around my ears. The Stinky Goodness was good at all! It wasn't even fit for burial!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the protests begin! I will leave the Stinky Goodness in my dish until she brings home the good Stinky Goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the BEAST liked it. But then again, she eats out of the litter box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tucker:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was worth a try though...I will try anything that is put in my dish.!  But it was kind of disgusting.  It made me leave a big stinky in the litter box this morning too.  After all my looking like an adorable starving kitty, this is what we got.  Sigh...I will have to look more starving and pitiful next time.  Maybe make my eyes rounder and desperater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scrappy:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew!!!  And he didn't bury it either!!!!  My little brother is so gross. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like Stinky Goodness.  It always makes me barf.  It makes my tummy oozy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I &lt;strong&gt;thrive&lt;/strong&gt; on extra lovin's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-114010828587445125?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/114010828587445125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=114010828587445125' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114010828587445125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/114010828587445125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/02/badness-finally-mother-brought-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-113985645621062256</id><published>2006-02-13T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T10:47:36.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Badness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall sit here with my back to the room until the Mother produces the Stinky Goodness.  I shall not acknowledge her presence.  Even if she could call my name, I shall only respond with the turn of one ear.  My whiskers shall not even quiver.  She may try to pet me and appease me, but I shall not condescend to her solicitudes.  She will receive nothing from me but the view of my fluffy derierre until I receive my Stinky Goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tucker:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will sit here on my kitty tree and look my mother directly in the eyes.  I will suck in my cheeks to make myself look like I am starving.  My whiskers will droop.  My tail will hang motionless.  My halo will gleem innocently.  My mother will understand that if I don't get my Stinky Goodness I will die of starvation.  I hope she doesn't look at my tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrappy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will get all of mama's lovin's while Badness and Tucker beg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-113985645621062256?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/113985645621062256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=113985645621062256' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113985645621062256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113985645621062256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/02/badness-i-shall-sit-here-with-my-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-113969154716009647</id><published>2006-02-11T12:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T12:59:07.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mama just gave us a wonderful treat!  Tuna fish water!!!  She said it was for the kitties but she gave me a little too.  I licked my plate clean!  What is tuna fish water anyways...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-113969154716009647?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/113969154716009647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=113969154716009647' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113969154716009647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113969154716009647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/02/mama-just-gave-us-wonderful-treat-tuna.html' title=''/><author><name>Daisy Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00353685963449518629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/mygirlweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-113898385549986522</id><published>2006-02-03T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T08:24:15.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mama had some sad news from our grandma and grandpa.  Our Auntie Sunshine went to the Rainbow Bridge.  She was only six years old.  The V-E-T said she had diabetes real bad and that her body was turning off.  He said there wasn't anything to be done for her.  Mama hopes that was the right decision.  The V-E-T said it is hard to regulate feline diabetes, especially a case like Sunshine's that was so bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine is my Auntie cuz she was my grandma and grandpa's baby girl, but she was really my cousin.  Our fur-mama's were sisters who lived under grandma and grandpa's house when we were born.  Sunshine was a year older than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine had a very rough beginning to her life.  She was very sick.  Grandma always said, "no more cats! No more cats!" Until she saw poor sick little Sunshine struggling for life in the back yard.  Grandma starting feeding her and taking care of her but soon Sunshines winning ways had her living indoors.  Grandma though Sunshine was just a baby but found out she was nearly a year old already!  She was just to tiny from being sick and neglected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my Auntie Sunshine but I know she isn't suffering anymore.  Mama is really sad.  It makes her think of losing us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-113898385549986522?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/113898385549986522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=113898385549986522' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113898385549986522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113898385549986522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/02/mama-had-some-sad-news-from-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Daisy Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00353685963449518629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/mygirlweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-113891973186000439</id><published>2006-02-02T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T14:35:34.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mama is given us kitties extra lovin's now.  Badness must have convinced mama that we kitties were being neglected because of the dog.  Mama has been making the dog move so we can sit on her, on mama not the dog.  And mama has been giving us stinky goodness everyday, in the morning and at night!  Plus this morning she left out the good nip for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we still want the dog to go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have also begun our morning routine again.  Badness helps mama take a shower.  She waits for mama to get out and then inspects her hair to make sure it is clean and well rinsed.  Then Tucker makes sure mama puts on her face right.  He is very concerned that mama doesn't make a fool of herself.  Then I make sure mama cleans her teeth good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't have mama making a spectacle of herself you know.  She represents us kitties.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-113891973186000439?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/113891973186000439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=113891973186000439' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113891973186000439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113891973186000439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/02/mama-is-given-us-kitties-extra-lovins.html' title=''/><author><name>Daisy Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00353685963449518629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/mygirlweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-113864920091748793</id><published>2006-01-30T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T11:26:40.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We will be updating links as soon as we can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-113864920091748793?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/113864920091748793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=113864920091748793' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113864920091748793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113864920091748793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/01/we-will-be-updating-links-as-soon-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-113864791236982734</id><published>2006-01-30T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T11:05:12.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My mama apologizes for anything me an' Tucker an' Badness might have done at the Nap-A-Thon this weekend. Mama knows we can get out of hand sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama is reading to us a good book called &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0007140029/qid=1138643361/sr=8-5/ref=pd_bbs_5/102-8198869-7986543?n=507846&amp;s=books&amp;amp;v=glance"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Into the Wild&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  It is really good.  But can it be true that kittypets don't have Warrior Blood?  Aren't wild kitties and house kitties the same?  I think I am a wild cat because I always practice my roars.  Everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama says my wild name is SwiftPaw, because I am so fast catching my prey.  Badness has never told me her wild name but Mama says it may be CoolHeart because she can be so by-herself sometimes.   Mama says Tucker's is probably FastTummy. Do you have wild names?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-113864791236982734?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/113864791236982734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=113864791236982734' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113864791236982734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113864791236982734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-mama-apologizes-for-anything-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Daisy Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00353685963449518629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/mygirlweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-113814427555332490</id><published>2006-01-24T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T13:53:17.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4045/2004/1600/Dog%20in%20sun.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4045/2004/320/Dog%20in%20sun.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of me on one of my walks with my mama in the foothills. I love walking up there. There are bunnies and birdies and neat smells and grasses to taste. Mama laughs at me cuz I like to taste the grasses. I try to sneak it as I walk a grass but she always sees me. I can't help it. I like grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4045/2004/1600/dog%20bark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4045/2004/320/dog%20bark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me again barking as ferociously as I can down the hill at some boogers. I must protect my mama! See how vicious I am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woof, woof, woof, woof! Grrr! Woof! Woof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-113814427555332490?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/113814427555332490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=113814427555332490' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113814427555332490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113814427555332490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/01/this-is-picture-of-me-on-one-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Daisy Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00353685963449518629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/mygirlweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-113805711637451733</id><published>2006-01-23T14:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T08:59:28.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After a long interview with the Mother I am able to post the answers to my questions. They were not satisfactory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why is there a dog in my home?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I wanted someone to go on walks and car rides with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What possessed you to get a dog?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know any cats who would like to go on walks or rides in the car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What have I done to deserve a dog?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badness! Don't make me squeeze your head! This decision had nothing to do with you or Scrappy and Tucker. Other than I know you don't like rides in the car. And you wouldn't be caught dead with a leash on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What will I do to you if you keep the dog?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me squeeze your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why do I have a little brother?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I fell in love with him before I found a dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why is he so annoying?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what little brothers are all about; irritating their big sisters. Its good for you. He has helped keep you slim and trim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why can't you feed me moist food all the time?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you need a more balanced and rounded diet that just stinky goodness all the time. Besides you get bored with it after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are already burying the new brand of stinky goodness that we switched too only two weeks ago! The stuff you initially loved! Remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why don't you clean out the boxes more often?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will work on it. Tucker does leave WMDs behind doesn't he? He is a very stinky boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why can't I go outside?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times to we have to have this discussion Badness. I don't want anything to happen to you. Outside is a dangerous place for kitties. Dogs, bugs, diseases. All kinds of bad things can happen to kitties outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why are you so annoying?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to eat stinky goodness again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then can it, pussy cat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why don't you leave the water running constantly for me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we live in a desert, Badness. You will drain the acquifer if I leave the water running all the time just for you. Do you want that on your conscience? Water doesn't grow on trees. But I will turn it on for you when I am in the bathroom. Deal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-113805711637451733?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/113805711637451733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=113805711637451733' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113805711637451733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113805711637451733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/01/after-long-interview-with-mother-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-113778923258473287</id><published>2006-01-20T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T12:43:01.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.aspca.org/site/PageServer?pagename=media_newsalert#5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all Felines:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remind your fur-parents that Sunday, January 22 is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aspca.org/site/PageServer?pagename=media_newsalert#5"&gt;Answer Your Cat's Questions Day!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So prepare your questions for your parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is there a dog in my home?&lt;br /&gt;What possessed you to get a dog?&lt;br /&gt;What have I done to deserve a dog?&lt;br /&gt;What will I do to you if you keep the dog?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have a little brother?&lt;br /&gt;Why is he so annoying?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you feed me moist food all the time?&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you clean out the boxes more often?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I go outside?&lt;br /&gt;Why are you so annoying?&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you leave the water running constantly for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another day to add to my list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-113778923258473287?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/113778923258473287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=113778923258473287' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113778923258473287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113778923258473287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/01/to-all-felines-remind-your-fur-parents.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-113760645950391021</id><published>2006-01-18T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T09:47:39.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mama gave me a straw this morning to play with.  The dog tore up the first one that I stole out of my mama's drink last night.  That dog took it away from me and chewed it all up.  But my mama gave me 'nother one.  And made sure I got it and not the dog.  So I carried it with me everywhere this morning.  Up and down the stairs, in the bedroom, into the kitchen.  I just can't get enough of my straw!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-113760645950391021?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/113760645950391021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=113760645950391021' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113760645950391021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113760645950391021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/01/mama-gave-me-straw-this-morning-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Daisy Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00353685963449518629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/mygirlweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-113726730856885383</id><published>2006-01-14T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T11:35:08.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Where is the sun?  It is all cloudy today.  There is nothing to warm my cold bones.  And mama is running that horrible machine.  Tucker and me are in mama's bedroom hiding.  We don't want to get eaten by that loud machine.  Even Badness is scared!  We sure like it, though, when there aren't any dust bunnies.  They eat too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-113726730856885383?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/113726730856885383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=113726730856885383' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113726730856885383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113726730856885383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/01/where-is-sun-it-is-all-cloudy-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Daisy Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00353685963449518629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/mygirlweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-113717801561938945</id><published>2006-01-13T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T10:46:55.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AAAAAAHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mother put out catnip this morning...the good stuff... this time. Oh Ecstasy!!!! The sweet smell, the buzz! Oh too have it in my fur!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-113717801561938945?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/113717801561938945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=113717801561938945' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113717801561938945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113717801561938945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/01/aaaaaahhhhhh-mother-put-out-catnip_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-113717049217392307</id><published>2006-01-13T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T08:41:32.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It makes me sad.  I love my kitties so much.  Mama says to watch over my kitties during the day while she is away earning our kibble.  I watch them so good.  Make sure they don't get into trouble and that nobody tries to get in the house to take them.  But they don't care.  Badness swats at me and Scrappy hisses.  Scrappy will sniff noses and let me lick her face though.  That is good, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tucker is okay.  He will play chase with me.  This morning he batted me on the butt trying to get me to play but I was busy chasing Scrappy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't give up though!  I will make those kitties love me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-113717049217392307?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/113717049217392307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=113717049217392307' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113717049217392307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113717049217392307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/01/it-makes-me-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>Daisy Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00353685963449518629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/mygirlweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-113709369179107000</id><published>2006-01-12T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T11:21:31.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thought dogs whined alot.  Well, to my complaining sisters all I can say is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you expect?!  I am a dog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-113709369179107000?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/113709369179107000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=113709369179107000' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113709369179107000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113709369179107000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-thought-dogs-whined-alot.html' title=''/><author><name>Daisy Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00353685963449518629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/mygirlweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-113703656005885868</id><published>2006-01-11T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T19:29:20.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mama and I playing with my prey this morning.  She tosses my mouse and I show her how good I am at catching my prey and how good I am at bringing it back to her.  Hunting is my favorite thing to do.  Especially little furry mice.  She is always so pleased when I catch those dastardly mice! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That dog is driving me crazy.  Every time I try to get some lovin' from Mama she shoves her face in.  I can't get my fair share of lovin's anymore.  But Mama is making the dog back off.  She calls it kitty time.  I need my kitty time with my mama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish it just Badness and I, like it used too be.  Mama got us a little brother that we didn't need.  And then she added this dog to our family.  I don't know why.  But Mama is trying to make up for it as best she can.  She gave us catnip last night.  Oh...wonderful catnip!  Badness rolled in it and looked silly with it all in her fur.  heehee! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badness thinks she is so serious and tough but she is really goofy.  She sometimes lays on her back in the middle of the floor with her feets in the air!!! and all her stomach hanging out.  She says it is just fur but I know that is stomach!  And she likes getting into Mama wet hair!  She isn't a tough as she wants you to believe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-113703656005885868?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/113703656005885868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=113703656005885868' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113703656005885868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113703656005885868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/01/mama-and-i-playing-with-my-prey-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Daisy Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00353685963449518629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/mygirlweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-113703598752402508</id><published>2006-01-11T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T19:19:47.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The mother said I have to share...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-113703598752402508?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/113703598752402508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=113703598752402508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113703598752402508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113703598752402508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/01/mother-said-i-have-to-share.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-113699773909795863</id><published>2006-01-11T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T09:00:28.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realized this morning that I am sharing this blog with the BEAST. The Mother set this up and obviously thought it would be okay. Must I share the blog tooo! Its bad enough Tucker gets to post here.  I must speak with the Mother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-113699773909795863?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/113699773909795863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=113699773909795863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113699773909795863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113699773909795863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-realized-this-morning-that-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-113686733873901478</id><published>2006-01-09T20:25:00.007-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T20:32:33.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know what else I can do to make the Mother understand how much I dislike the dog. Hissing and swatting hasn't worked. Leaving the room with a haughty fliff of the tail has no affect. Yesterday, I tried sitting in a corner with my back to the room. I was like that for hours or at least 5 minutes before she even noticed. She was too busy watching that noisy box that so entrances her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think drastic measures are in order. For the love of felinity...what must I do...Shred?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand she is giving me such wonderful soft food.  Luscious.  Ummm....purrrr.....I make sure to wash my face in appreciation for the good choice of soft food.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-113686733873901478?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/113686733873901478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=113686733873901478' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113686733873901478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113686733873901478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-dont-know-what-else-i-ca_113686733873901478.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-113666057664457853</id><published>2006-01-07T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T11:02:56.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mama opened the windows today because it is so warm outside.  It is supposed to be winter.  We love it when mother opens the windows.  All the wonderful scents from outside and we can hear the birds really good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama adopted me.  My fur-mom disappeared.  I don't know what happened to her but a nice human took me and brother and sister in and fed and us and took care of us.  When we were old enough she took us to a place with lots of people and other strange animals we had never seen before.  Everyone came by and looked at us.  Some of them petted us and held us.  My sister found her forever home first.  But my brother and I were happy for her cuz she was sweet and we knew she would be taken care of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mama came by that day too.  I was so tired by that time, that I fell asleep in her arms cuz they were so warm and felt so safe.  She didn't take me though!!!  I was so disappointed.  I was trying so hard to be good and cute to get a forever home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went home with our first mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the next day Mama called first mother and asked I was adopted.  She hadn't forgotten about me.  She loved me and was always thinking about me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She adopted me the next day. I found my forever home.  She bought me lots of toys and special litter box just for me!!  She brought me to my knew home, with lots of windows and birds, and sushine and stairs!  And sisters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love me Mama and my forever home.  My sisters, though,....well Scrappy is okay.  She and I wrestle.  But Badness doesn't like me much.  That is okay.  I won't stop trying!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-113666057664457853?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/113666057664457853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=113666057664457853' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113666057664457853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113666057664457853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/01/mama-opened-windows-today-because-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Daisy Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00353685963449518629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/mygirlweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-113635121782432964</id><published>2006-01-03T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T21:06:57.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://catsinthenews.blogspot.com/"&gt;Feral Cats in the News ~ the Feral Cat Blog! :: Cat Issues - News - Info - Resources&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-113635121782432964?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/113635121782432964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=113635121782432964' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113635121782432964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113635121782432964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/01/feral-cats-in-news-feral-cat-blog-cat.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-113633455118307589</id><published>2006-01-03T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T16:29:11.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The mother finally went to earn our kibble today.  She was home all last week!  She really messed up our sleeping schedule.  Plus she kept the BEAST up which made our lives very difficult.  We can't do anything without that BEAST being right in the middle of it.  The mother says the BEAST is our little sister.  My fluffy a** she is!  I am not related to some smelly, reeking, peeing DOG.  I would rather eat mice for the rest of my life.  But we are stuck with her.  It seems the mother is very fond of her.  :::shudder in disgust:::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That dog better stay away from me.  It is bad enough that we have to share a bed with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrappy is being silly these days.  The mother has to put a gate in the door way of the big bedroom to keep the BEAST out of our litter boxes.  Can you imagine?!?!?!  That BEAST likes to eat out of the boxes!  UGH!  Doesn't she know what we do in there!!!  :::shudder in disgust:::&lt;br /&gt;Oh about Scrappy...Scrappy doesn't seem to know how to get over the gate.  It isn't high. Even fat Tucker can get over it.  Scrappy will just sit by it and wait for the mother to put her over it.  Maybe she want the mother to pick her up.  She does get alot of lovins.  Hum...I think I understand now.  Its a plan...very smart Scrappy...very smart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-113633455118307589?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/113633455118307589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=113633455118307589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113633455118307589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113633455118307589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/01/mother-finally-went-to-earn-our-kibble.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-113633252088780480</id><published>2006-01-03T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T15:55:20.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Note to self:  Contact William.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://williamthecat.blogspot.com/"&gt;William of Mass Destruction&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-113633252088780480?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/113633252088780480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=113633252088780480' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113633252088780480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113633252088780480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/01/note-to-self-contact-william.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-113626479007329971</id><published>2006-01-02T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T21:06:30.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We went to the greatest place on earth today.  The DOG PARK!!!  Twizzler was there.  Ooo I love chasing him and grabbing his face fur hard.  He was my first friend at the park.  He thinks our parents are nuts.  His make him wear sweaters.  He started chewing the arms off his sweaters but his people just aren't getting the picture.  They just get him new ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the dog park, mama took me too the mountains again.  It was cold and dark though.  Mama was scared though and walked to fast.  I couldn't sniff and search like I wanted too.  It was a new trail and there were tons of new scents to smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOO  I found deers poop!!!  Oh it was great! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama makes me wear sweaters too.  I shake and shake but they don't come off.  Oh well.  I do get cold.  Especially up in the mountains after the sun goes down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-113626479007329971?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/113626479007329971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=113626479007329971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113626479007329971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113626479007329971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2006/01/we-went-to-greatest-place-on-earth.html' title=''/><author><name>Daisy Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00353685963449518629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/mygirlweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-113608511513595324</id><published>2005-12-31T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T19:11:55.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am going to be a year old tomorrow!  I am so excited to be a grown up dog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! My name is Daisy Sushine but sometimes my mama calls me Daisy GoLightly.  I don't know why those.  I don't understand everything that my mother does. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we went for a walk in the mountains.  It was fun.  Smell of coyotes, deers, bunnies and birds everywhere. This sun was out bright and I saw big clouds in the sky.  Every where was sun and rocks and dirt and bushes.  Some cactus too.  I don't like Cactus.  They have sharp, pointy stickers on them that get stuck in my paws.  I don't like that but mama pulls them out.  that hurts too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rocks are big and hard to get over but mama lets me go my way so I don't have to go over them like she does.  I never go far from mama though.  She tells me that coyotes would eat me if I went to far.  Aren't coyotes dogs?  Why would they eat me?  She says I would be just a light snack, like my liver goodies are too me.  I don't think coyotes would eat me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like sniffing the bushes and eatting the grasses.  It is fun.  I like looking over all the human houses and down on them from big rocks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell why...my mama and I walk in the mountain and the humans and their houses are all in the valley.  So I can stand on a big rock and look over everything!  Everything!  There is a river with big trees along it in the valley but it is a long ways away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-113608511513595324?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/113608511513595324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=113608511513595324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113608511513595324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113608511513595324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-am-going-to-be-year-old-tomorrow-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Daisy Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00353685963449518629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/mygirlweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-113531132475834354</id><published>2005-12-22T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T20:15:25.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am NOT all stomach.  I don't know what Scrappy is talking about.  I just love to eat that is all.  Eat alot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tucker is my name.  I am the only boy.  Poor me.  But I do my best to pester my sisters as much as I can.  Pouncing and bouncing, batting and tapping.  Bouncing on Scrappy is such fun...she gets so mad.  But I don't care.  heehehe its fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama says I need to go on a diet and that my stripes are becoming spots because I am so fat.  What is wrong with my fat?  I am happy with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something is moving in the closet...What is it?!  I gotta check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-113531132475834354?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/113531132475834354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=113531132475834354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113531132475834354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113531132475834354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-am-not-all-stomach.html' title=''/><author><name>Daisy Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00353685963449518629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/mygirlweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-113529958976602864</id><published>2005-12-22T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T16:59:49.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi!  I am Scrappy.  Badness is my big sister.  She can be tough sometimes but I know she loves because she licks my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to play!  That is what I do.  Mama will throw my prey mice for me.  My favorite thing to do is lay on my Mama's stomach under the covers at night.  So nice and warm.  She scratches my head just right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mama says I am a blue and cream dilute tortoiseshell and that I have plenty of 'tortitude'.  All I know is I like what I like and I don't what I don't and I don't bother telling you about it, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this dog for instance...What was Mama thinking???  That dog is always after me.  She wants to play, chase, bark.  CATS DON"T LIKE BARKING!!!!  She's to load and she jumps at me.  I hiss and hiss but she won't leave me alone.  Mama will get after the dog but she doesn't listen to Mama much either.  How many time do I have to swat that dog on the head before she will leave me alone!!!  I don't want to play with a stinky, loud dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only like playing with Mama, Badness and sometimes Tucker, but he is too big.  He is all stomach and he pins me down.  And I don't like that!!  I hiss and hiss but he still does it.  Mama makes him stop too.  But then he is right back at it when she leaves the room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-113529958976602864?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/113529958976602864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=113529958976602864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113529958976602864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113529958976602864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2005/12/hi-i-am-scrappy.html' title=''/><author><name>Daisy Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00353685963449518629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/mygirlweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112176.post-113529765208051768</id><published>2005-12-22T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T16:27:32.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My siblings (including the BEAST) and I decided to start a blog of our own today after the mother told us of the passing of another cat, Eppy, that blogged.  We thought it would be a neat idea to also blog about our pondering, perceptions, grievances and joys for all to read.  Lord knows with this BEAST in the house now we have a lot to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit about myself.  I am the oldest.  My name is Badness.  I have luxuriantly long black and white fur with a very pink nose.  I am the BOSS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first people thought it would be a good idea to ditch me on someone at a grocery store.  Fortunately, I spotted this mother as a sucker and put on my cutest pitiful kitten show on.  She fell for it as they all do.  Silly humans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discovered to my amazement that she didn't require much training.  She had be previously trained very well by another cat.   She instantly made room for me on the bed and let me sleep on her head.  I still do it.  She even bought me my own pillow but I prefer hers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20112176-113529765208051768?l=furrylogic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/feeds/113529765208051768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112176&amp;postID=113529765208051768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113529765208051768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112176/posts/default/113529765208051768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furrylogic.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-siblings-including-beast-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Badness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12452541780404505716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b127/Sunchild1986/bad2x2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
