Tyson Tuesday!

Before I get on with the cuteness that is my boy, I need someone to explain to me WHY lotion has to cost so much? Argh!

Anyway, Lesli took her beautiful boy, Baxter, in this weekend for a lion cut. (Hair on head left there, body shaved down, ball on tail.) When I saw the adorable pictures all I thought was I wonder how Tyson would look. And then I laughed hysterically. First off, he would never forgive me. Second, he is a fat cat...he would look like a pig in a cat's body. Hmmmm....

Anyway, on to my Tyson. He loves my snuggie almost as much as I love my snuggie. (This is one of two snuggies, yes I am a two snuggie home! One is pink, this one is my Jedi Knight red one.)

Tyson Tuesday

Sweet kitty face



Sweet kitty paw!

Last night was no sweet kitty! I got hot so I opened the window. This resulted in a happy Tyson jumping up in the window sill. After about 20 minutes of me telling him to stop shuffling around in the blinds, I dozed off. I woke up maybe an hour later to the most horrendous noise. Tyson has this God awful meow that is a deep, rumbling meow and it makes you want to flick him in the head when you hear it. There he was laying in the window, yowling. His problem? It was raining, he was getting wet but he refused to leave his spot on the window. After shutting the window, I had to deal with his anger as he stalked up and down the bed, flicking me with his tail.

Sometimes I question my reasons for loving him.

(Oh yeah, sweet kitty face, sweet kitty paws!)

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas!

Tyson has become quite the pro at using the dog door. He still slinks around outside, Jeremy calls him a lowrider.

Christmas is coming up so quick!! 15 days away! I still need to get Jeremy's present bought! And I need to wrap! And I need to decorate my room (will do that this weekend). I need to put the cards in the mail (they are, at least, stamped). I need to bake! I need to see "A Christmas Story" still. (You'll shoot your eye out!!)

Are you all ready?

Spoiled.

The arrogance of the cat is just astounding. He stares at me, knowing he is in trouble with that little "ha" look of his. Meet Tyson.