Here it is -- in all it's glory! Our first Award just for being 'us' in our very own home -- sharing our daily thoughts & doings --including our catnaps.  We -- all of us (including our hooman of course) -- send the loudest PURRS & the biggest YOWLS of THANKS to the Cat Writers' Assocation!

What's this? An award? For us? The Cat Authors? -- & our hooman?  Yowl!  Time for a pawsome celebration! We tell our hooman what we think. Sometimes we show her what we do -- dopey or serious -- & she puts it on our blog. Congrats too to all the other 'Certificate of Excellence' winners!

March 8 - Friday is International Women's Day 2019!  Women are celebrating across the world, across this planet -- maybe beyond. This year's campaign theme is: Balance for Better. What am I doing right now? I'm 'balancing' on an overhead beam -- watching my world from up here. As every agile feline knows -- The Better you Balance, the Better your World!

What’s with these flying things? Bah-loons? They keep bouncing & moving. Like every time the heat comes on,  they get blown around. They’re dancin’ on the ceilin’ if you know what I mean. Anyhoo — may you too have bah-loons that dance on this, your Valentine’s Day!!

Yikes! That's a ram? A male Bighorn Sheep? Not a mountain goat. Those things on their heads -- horns -- can weigh up to 30 lbs? They can jump 20 feet? They can weigh up to 300 pounds? They can balance on a 2 inch rock ledge in the Rocky Mountains? The males fight for dominance by ramming each other? At speeds up to 20 MPH? Maybe that's what Spirit is doing.

See what I mean?  Just like I've been tellin' ya'!  Spirit had to get in the mix & head butt me! Pisses me off! I let him know it too! I haven't even had a chance to turn around to see what a ram looks like. Maybe Spirit should become a mascot for the Ram team because all he does is ram -- all day, all night. Our hooman teaches him manners -- oh, he has 'em.

What's a ram? An animal that runs into things deliberately? You mean like Spirit? He has such a hard head & he's always rammin' it into our hooman AND us! It's supposed to be gentle -- to show affection -- we call it a head butt.  Maybe his problem (really it's our problem) is that when he head butts at 80 MPH that it's a 'ram' & not a 'butt' if you know what I mean.

They call us the 'Sibling Bookends'-- or the 'Bookend Siblings.' We frequently 'end' up on our catwalk together.  From up here, we have choices. We can either watch our hooman, in this case our hooman turned photographer inside our house & below us or the birds, bees & trees outside our house through the window behind us. Which would you choose?

You should see the action around this house at Christmas time! It can be exhausting, if you get my drift. Big boxes with paper & stuff in 'em. Meowmuh takes stuff out, puts the stuff here & there. Me? I investigate the boxes, watch blinking lights, chase ornaments, pounce on garlands, listen to strange sounds -- Meowmuh says it's music, you know, Christmas carols.

We let him stay cause he passed the sniff test. What we didn't know is that he makes noise. Meowmuh says it's music --Christmas carols. Can you believe that?