Friday, October 24, 2008

taco cat

what a wuss. Can you imagine taking a stroll wearing one of this?



Thanks Andrew for proving there are many wussy cats out there. Taco cat ... hiss!!

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Sleep

I like to sleep. It's my fav thing in the world

Here's where I sleep when mom and dad are off pretending they have jobs.



And this is humper stalking me ...



Yep. I like to sleep

Friday, October 10, 2008

my fav music

anything by zeppelin ...

Esp Bonham. He's cool

Here's me dancing to my fav "Bonzo's Montreux"



RAWK AND ROLL!

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Halloween

Saw the perfect halloween costumes for Pickles and me on etsy.

this for me:



this for weanie cat:



And if mom and dad weren't such losers, I could wear this to their wedding:



but .. I won't waste my cash.

Monday, October 6, 2008

I love ...

Sleep ... I love sleep.

I love running around like a maniac.

I love playing mission impossible under the couch (you know, when you lay on your back, dig in your claws and go from end to end).

I love WD food ...



I love watching the reflection of the birds on the wall of my parents bedroom.

I esp love waking mom up, forcing her to leave the bed so I can watch the reflection of the birds on the wall of my parents bedroom.

I love being a wicked cool badass.

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

the other one

this is pickles



he humped me today. But whatever, he gave me a bath so I let the old senile cat get his rocks off.
Ooo, a fly!!

Monday, September 22, 2008

the nerve she has

So mom went away for a few days, leaving me her side of the bed to sleep in. Well, she had the nerve to come home and think she could take back my bed. Can you believe it?



Well, I got her back. Each night, around 4am, I get a little rowdy. I basically take this time to show mom and dad that I'm the boss of the house.



So, like clockwork, I snuck into the bed room, opened up my mouth and CHOMP!!! Yes, I bit Pickles. Pickles made his pathetic attempt to scare me (AKA as wimper) and it began. I started running around the room, jumping up on everything, and then I refer to my secret weapons. Plastic bags. I rustle them until she can't take it no more. Mom got up.



See, I don't really want anything, I just need to reaffirm to the family who wears the pants (or lack of) in the household.

So now, I will go to sleep. Cause you know, we cats do sleep an average of 18 - 20 hours a day.

Sunday, September 21, 2008

my blog

My name is Bonham Angus Kelly.
I'm 2.5 years old.
I have one brother named Pickles Alowishes Currie.
I live in a 2 story apt full of crap.
I am a bully, but terrified of anything and everything.
This is my blog.

This is my dad.



He's usually home in the morning and early afternoon. We sleep, eat and surf craigslist together. I'm so the boss of him.

ya, I have a blog.