Hands of my booty and where is my rum?!

(chorus from Beyonce's "Halo")

I can feel your halo halo halo
I can see your halo halo halo

Snarky Old Man Winter is still alive and kicking out there.  Glinda is nowhere near as cold as a polar bear's toenails anymore.

On this rare polyester moment, we stop and reflect on other fine pieces of clothing cats have modeled.  Here we have Milo offering us a glimpse at some cozy little freakish sweaters hand knitted by someone for Barbie's boyfriend or - I'll stop there.  

Avid reader, Manny from Kissimmee, FL let's us know our feline readership has gone up in the polls.  Dwarf Hamsters round a close second and the humans still reign supreme.  Step it up, hams!

New kitty fluff must be warmed properly and this little guy knows how it's done.

You decide.

You guys don't even KNOW how good this works in the Punkin Patches for catching mice.   

Happy....(yawn)....ugh....New Years.  I am still on sleep mode so I'm going to get back to bed.  It's way too cold out there anyways.  

Rule of thumb No. 48 on New Years Eve Day - Always have a ridiculous hat nearby to wear for photos that'll probably end up on Facebook, and regrettably cause those What the HELL was I thinking! moments. 

If you don't have a hat, just do what our glorious model here does and pop a few leftover Christmas fuzzy things you find on those silly gift bags over an old potholder and BAM!  (Emeril-style)  Now you have a deliciously ridiculous hat!  Happy New Year! 

Bobo here is the official mascot for another fabulous feline site called www.livelikeacatday.com.  As we all know, the official Live Like a Cat Day is Saturday, January 10, 2009.   This is the day to enjoy the fabulous lives of us cats.  Trust me.  It's A W E S O M E.  

Paintings, Mon Cheri, start at 5 euros BUT for youuuu, they cost noting but one leetle kiss.  And then you have your painting, my flower.

Come sit next to me, friends...by my toasty fire.  Cocktails are at the bar.  We have both nip and non-nip infused drinks, folks.  (for those driving)  

Honest, officer, it was all Lenny's idea.  My eyes glazed?  Officer, honest there was NO cat nip involved.  You gatta believe me.  

 The eyes fool no one, Frankie

Don't let the torch fall, Jean-Pierre! 

He is imitated by many, revered by all, equaled by none.

I say we drink the wine, eat the dogs, and use the printer paper for musket wading.

Pancake is dead set on applying to become the first feline Shriner.  The clasped paws, narrowed eyes - he's determined. 

http://www.shrinershq.org/shrine/

I've only heard of these but I ACTUALLY found one in the human's large smelly bin in the kitchen.   Now Mom said place on head and think...really hard....and you will see your future.  Thhhhhhhhinnnnnkkiiinnngggg....hmmm.  Nothing.  One more time....thhhhhhhhiiiiinnnnkkkkkkkkk.....