Sunday, November 25, 2012

Furiends, Roamers, Countrycats

Lend me your Fancy Feast.  I think I need to fatten up 
a little more before the Ides of March.

Let me have kitties about me that are fat,
Sleek-headed kitties and such as sleep a-nights.
Yond Spitty had a lean and hungry look,
He thought too much; such cats are dangerous.


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P.S. Thanks Mark's Mews for Star #2 and Austin for #3. We are linking back to Austin since we has not yet given him one!

39 comments:

  1. To Feed, or Not to Feed?

    What a stupid question. Talk about the winter of discontent...

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  2. Someone take away your Shakespeare and give you more Fancy Feast!

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  3. We were thinking more about Christmas rather than the Ides of March. But now the thought of you with a 'lean and hungry look' has distracted us and we're locking up our food cupboard - just in case you come a-stealing!

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  4. Spitty, is that your bum of disrespect for the Bard? Or are you melancholy because you tired of waiting for a snack?

    Star says: I here you, Spitty. It HAS been too many days since mom posted or showed a pretty picture of me! She's been whining about a busy weekend, late holiday because her mom, Sir Moose-a-lot's mom, has been in the hospital. As if that's a good excuse.. But there's finally a new post and it's featuring ME! Purrs and scritches! XOXOXOXOXO

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  5. And therefore feed his tastes,
    To keep him still.
    And offer mousies
    To satisfy his Will!

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  6. King Spitster, let me point out we are delighted by the design of our new beddie! None of your luxurious, infinite expanse of a single colour! We think the skull and cross bones rather fun. Äiti thought it appropriate if, perchance, someone had an accident in the beddie, and also perhaps the design would keep less brave cats away. Remember Äiti is into science things and loves these warning signs. She did put our food in a box with the radiation sign on, but we weren't fooled.
    And the beddie was for ME! That's why it is small and cosy. However the ninjas have occupied it since, and then Mirsku decided to give it a stretch. In fact, we can all fit in it (individually) if we wish.
    And there is no such thing as a Modesty Tail in our vocabulary! Get used to this with us Finncats - we have saunas and rush around naked in the snow afterwards. Such is life here. Just be grateful Mirsku has been tutored, or you would be soooooo jealous!

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  7. Woah Spitty! You are on fire with 3 stars, dude, congrats! You're not fat :)
    Cotton

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  8. Well, I guess my 5-lb. 3-oz. self is not included here!

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  9. Well, Spitty you wax lyrical and no mistake!! Must be all those extra calories ;)

    Thanks for the link back :) Does that mean I get another star? Not that I'm begging or anything. After all I'm not a dog!!!

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  10. We are thinking you look pretty darn good but it never hurts to have some more calories. Take care and have a great day.

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  11. Our human says you're welcome to 4 extra pounds--two from each of us!

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  12. "if blogging be the food of love, type on..."
    Mr. Shakespeare said that. i fink...

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  13. Spitty, I have some meows for you to listen to...I will see you as soon as you fire the tunnel up.

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  14. Spitty youz Purfect and your furz are so shiney :)
    Oh to have the gift
    To see ourself
    As uffer'z see uz

    xx00xx
    Mollie and Alfie

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  15. Sounds like you need a royal treat after such a verse that was neat.

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  16. Hm, Shakespeare? More like Catspeare!

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  17. You've just GOTTA get the Fancy Feast on your list for Santa, buddy. Works like a charm. purrs

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  18. Hey there Pawesomeness!

    I've nominated mew for an award, please come by my blog to pick it up!

    http://bionicbasil.blogspot.co.uk/2012/11/my-latest-blog-award-bring-on-nip.html

    Bestest Meows and Purrs

    Basil (aka Basil the Bionic Cat)

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  19. Hi Spitty you look quite good but I guess it doesn't hurt to put on few pounds...especially with yummy food!

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  20. You look fit and handsome to us, Spitty. But we do hope you get all the Fancy Feast your little heart desires! :)

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  21. If Fancy Feast be the food of Spitty, eat on!

    Harry, Dexter and Tipp

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  22. OK then.....

    hay conga rats two ewe on yur award buddy !!!

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  23. sorry...from me you'll have to eat Royal Canin Rabbit :)

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  24. We think you look twisty good!

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  25. Food, glorious food!
    Hot sausage and mustard!
    While we're in the mood --
    Cold jelly and custard!
    Peas, pudding and saveloys!
    What next is the question?
    Rich gentlemen have it, boys --
    In-di-gestion!

    Food, glorious food!
    We're anxious to try it.
    Three banquets a day --
    Our favourite diet!

    Just picture a great big steak --
    Fried, roasted or stewed.
    Oh, food,
    Wonderful food,
    Marvellous food,
    Glorious food.

    Food, glorious food!
    What is there more handsome?
    Gulped, swallowed or chewed --
    Still worth a king's ransom!
    What is it we dream about?
    What brings on a sigh?
    Piled pieahes and cream, about
    Six feet high!

    Food, glorious food!
    Eat right through the menu.
    Just loosen your belt
    Two inches and then you
    Work up a new appetite.
    In this interlude --
    The food,
    Once again, food
    Fabulous food,
    Glorious food.
    Kisses
    Nellie
    (from Oliver)

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  26. Um, we'll just recommend the treats. LOTS and LOTS of treats. Shakespearian purrs....from the crew at Colehauscats.com

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  27. APPAWS! APPAWS! Encore! Encore! (pass us a can!)

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  28. Spitty, Sassy here. Hmm, you say in your post that you want "sleek-headed" kitties. How aboout a "furry-butted" kitty just for variety?

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  29. Alas, we know poor Spitty. Or something like that.

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  30. I asked the lady to dig out a dusty old book of quotations to find some Shakespeare she could mess with. Eh, the only thing she could find food-related was from the Taming of the Shrew and it involved brief discussions of tripe and beef with mustard.

    That's all I've got.

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  31. I sent you a side of beef AND Caroline. Haven't they arrived yet?

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  32. If you want a fat cat, you can have Wally, Spitty. He's been putting on the poundage lately.

    Ernie

    pee ess. we posted about the award today and linked back to you...so another star for the King!

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  33. Well, you'd better not meet Kitshka because you'll never gonna be able to get fat, trust me ;-)
    Purrs

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  34. why Spitty! you are a 'fatcat' indeed...all those stars! pawsome and high paws my furriend!! Savvy

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  35. By fat cats, you are certainly not talking about moi!

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  36. why Spitty, you look pawsitively starved!

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