A New Year's Wish from Annabelle

Oh hai my furry peeps! The Warden finally let me crack open the blog, and just in time to wish you all the happiest of new years. 2013 wasn't the best year for us, but never mind that. Since we can't change anything that's already happened, we just have to look ahead and hope that 2014 is "all that and a bag of cat treats." Well, I don't know about you, but that's what I am hoping for! MOL.

The Warden isn't the best photographer on the planet, but she loves how this close up picture of me came out. Of course, when you are as cute as I am, it's pretty hard not to take a great photo, right?

And here is Mickey, where he spends 95% of every day during the winter. He just stares wistfully out at the snow covered ground and sighs...a lot. He and the Warden are already wishing spring would just hurry its behind up and get here already, and we have a long way to go before the snow melts!

Last but certainly not least, Rocky, aka the Rock Star. He has the most nicknames of all of us, I think. Naughty McNaughterson is probably what he gets called the most, for obvious reasons. The newest one is Poodle Boy, and there's a funny story behind that name that I'll let the Warden tell ya sometime. If she's good. Which isn't likely but a cat can dream.

The Warden wanted me to be sure and tell you all that she's sorry she has been such a slacker. She has been reading blogs but not commenting very much, and one of her New Year's resolutions is to do better. That won't be hard to do since she's doing such a terrible job of it lately! She promises to try harder in 2014!

From all of us here at Purr Therapy, to all of our furriends and their Wardens...we hope you have a wonderful New Year filled with love, prosperity, good health and most importantly ... nonstop purrs.

Burr

Hi my furry peeps, it's Rocky! The Warden said to ask you a question, so here goes:

"How do you know when it's really cold out?"

Answer: When the pet door has iced over ... on the inside! MOL. Yes, this is what the pet door looked like this morning from inside. This happens every winter when it's really cold (below zero). The pet door has panels on the inside and outside, but it's still drafty. We don't use the door even in summer because we don't get free access to the outdoors since the Warden is a worrywart. I don't mind but Mickey, oh boy does he fuss in the summer. In the winter, he doesn't step paw outside.

This is where we all spend the winter -- in front of the wall heater. The Warden says it's an eyesore but we kitties just love how warm it is there. I hog the soft little cat blankie that the Warden puts down in front of it.

Usually it's just my brofur Mickey and I relaxicatting in front of the heater, but sometimes we allow that spoiled girl kitty Annabelle to get warm, too.

The Warden titled my post Burr because she had a good laugh -- at herself -- the other day. People were using it to mean "cold" and she said to them, "Don't you mean brrrr, as in brrrr, it's cold out." But then she Googled it. Lo and behold, burr is now listed in the slang dictionaries to mean the same thing as brrrr!! 

So whether you write burr or brrrr, we agree. It's too cold for kitties to be outdoors! Please stay warm.

Love and kitty licks,
Rocky