I am ONE!

Hi! It's me, Dobby! Guess what? Can you guess? It's my birthday!

I AM ONE.

I have been enjoying my birthday by chasing Merlin around and chewing some more on his whiskers. Now I am settling down for my nap on Mom & Dad's bed. There are some things that Mom has hidden away that I think are for me, but I haven't gotten them yet. When I do I will update and let you know what I get!!!!

As you could probably figure out, it is also my sister Madness' birthday. It seems like such a long time since she and I lived in that field before my First Mom rescued me. We are very lucky kitties.

True Confessions

We were both tagged by Ariel and Mr. Hendrix to tell our True Confessions...


Merlin:
1. I don't really know what to confess because I never do anything wrong.
2. Or at least if I do, nobody knows about it, so there's no way I'm confessing it now.
3. I will say that despite my manliness, I do get startled sometimes and have to run and hide under the couch.
4. Also, I am really glad that my whiskers are growing back, even though I pretend it's no big deal.
5. I really like Dobby, even though I sometimes pretend he's a pest.


Dobby:
1. I like to chew whiskers. :)
2. I really like it when Mommy kisses the white spot on my belly, even though I pretend to hate it.
3. I can sneak up and sleep on the bed with Mommy and Daddy and Daddy doesn't even notice.
4. Sometimes I get on the kitchen counter, just to see what's up there.
5. When Merlin hides under the couch, sometimes I hide too, even if I'm not really scared.

By request, I tag Meankitty for this one.

Two.

Merlin:

Today I am two. Wonder what sort of prizes I will get when Mom gets home from work. Wonder if she can buy me some NEW WHISKERS. While I wait, I'm going to take a nap. Or three. And maybe talk to the birdies. And eat some foods. And nap again, maybe.

No, really

Merlin here.

I don't think y'all really understand the severity of the whisker problem.

Look at this. Click to biggify if you need to.


My whiskers are little stubs! This is HORRIBLE. The little bugger.

Whiskers

Merlin here.

Dobby may look all sweet and innocent, but let me tell you somethin'. He's a whisker eater! I don't know why, but for some reason the little weirdo likes to chew on my whiskers! When he's cleaning me, which, you know, as a younger brother he is required to do, he CHEWS ON MY WHISKERS, which isn't cool. Now all my whiskers are stubby and short and ridiculous looking. I hope Daphne doesn't mind, because really, I think I look silly and not nearly as handsome as usual.

Look at him, sleeping, all innocent-like. He's tricky, that one.