<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520952</id><updated>2008-08-20T00:53:44.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Cat Feet</title><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><author><name>Shaggy, Scooby and Scout</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>354</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520952.post-5405012382446782789</id><published>2008-08-18T12:32:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T13:33:23.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Poorly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SKmyZEOXSGI/AAAAAAAAAfs/SDx1iqLj9JI/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SKmyZEOXSGI/AAAAAAAAAfs/SDx1iqLj9JI/s320/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235912185495373922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Both Mom &amp;amp; I have been feeling poorly this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been yakking more than usual and mom has had.... ummm....... dia...diarr...... that icky thing that she has to use the human litter box all the time.  She's had it for 4 days and her tummy cramps up when she eats food, then she has to run to her potty. (tmi I know). The doctors office said to do a liquid diet till it stops.  Then she can slowly start eating again with bananna, rice, real mild foods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She thinks she must have eaten something that was undercooked or had that e-coli bacteria but she can't remember anything that might have done it. I've been sleeping a lot on the guest room bed in the cool basement, only coming upstairs to yak.&lt;br /&gt;-Scooby</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/2008/08/feeling-poorly.html' title='Feeling Poorly'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520952&amp;postID=5405012382446782789&amp;isPopup=true' title='33 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/5405012382446782789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/5405012382446782789'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520952/posts/default/5405012382446782789'/><author><name>Shaggy, Scooby and Scout</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520952.post-4299951449386888739</id><published>2008-08-16T09:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T09:56:56.051-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Violette</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SKbqmECOfZI/AAAAAAAAAfM/ml3L7bYPw3s/s1600-h/1-colorful-flowers-background.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SKbqmECOfZI/AAAAAAAAAfM/ml3L7bYPw3s/s320/1-colorful-flowers-background.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235129556503788946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bouquet of flowers for Violette and her family.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/2008/08/violette_16.html' title='Violette'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520952&amp;postID=4299951449386888739&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/4299951449386888739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/4299951449386888739'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520952/posts/default/4299951449386888739'/><author><name>Shaggy, Scooby and Scout</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520952.post-8057354208888346023</id><published>2008-08-13T00:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T08:59:45.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cloaking Device</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SKJWXiuY7GI/AAAAAAAAAew/f58d8yEYH3s/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SKJWXiuY7GI/AAAAAAAAAew/f58d8yEYH3s/s320/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233840679416294498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite games is to burrow under my snuggle that Sophia's Mom DKM  made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just for me&lt;/span&gt; and hide from mom.&lt;br /&gt;This is my Cloak of Invisibility, and when I go under it, no one can see me.&lt;br /&gt;I am invisible and invincible!&lt;br /&gt;I am The Mighty Scoutster!!!</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/2008/08/cloaking-device.html' title='Cloaking Device'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520952&amp;postID=8057354208888346023&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/8057354208888346023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/8057354208888346023'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520952/posts/default/8057354208888346023'/><author><name>Shaggy, Scooby and Scout</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520952.post-9101899046604011962</id><published>2008-08-11T11:51:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T14:41:31.347-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SKBuOD6-8zI/AAAAAAAAAeo/GwvGFp2FNis/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SKBuOD6-8zI/AAAAAAAAAeo/GwvGFp2FNis/s320/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233303954854441778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A flower from mom's garden.&lt;br /&gt;We remember all our friends, both big and small who now rest in eternal peace.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/2008/08/in-memory.html' title='In Memory'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520952&amp;postID=9101899046604011962&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/9101899046604011962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/9101899046604011962'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520952/posts/default/9101899046604011962'/><author><name>Shaggy, Scooby and Scout</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520952.post-3787233381395443592</id><published>2008-08-06T17:18:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T17:41:20.102-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Mighty Hunter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SJolXEAKpqI/AAAAAAAAAeg/x4R8YpWY5Cc/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SJolXEAKpqI/AAAAAAAAAeg/x4R8YpWY5Cc/s320/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231534995285911202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SJolRD1HH2I/AAAAAAAAAeY/B8pKtCQ20Lg/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SJolRD1HH2I/AAAAAAAAAeY/B8pKtCQ20Lg/s320/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231534892160327522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught my first prey today!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mom had me tethered in the yard near the pine trees and undergrowth.  The grass is nice &amp;amp; soft there.  She was up on the deck reading and noticed that I had been in the same spot without moving for like, an hour.&lt;br /&gt;Just as she was gonna come down to check if I was tangled, I moved with blinding speed and emerged  from the thicket with a chipmunk in my mouth!!!  A full sized adult one!&lt;br /&gt;I put it down &amp;amp; picked it up a couple times but when mom got to me she picked me up &amp;amp; said to let the chippy go!  He was alive, but playing dead, but he soon realized he was safe and ran off fast! I was straining and pulling to get out of mom's arms, but she held on tightly!&lt;br /&gt;Dang!   I had my first prey and Scooby &amp;amp; Shaggy never got to see it. &lt;br /&gt;They don't believe I did it, so now I'll have to prove I did by catching another one.  But only when mom's not watching.  That was my big mistake.&lt;br /&gt;Look out Chippy, here I come!&lt;br /&gt;-Scout</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-mighty-hunter.html' title='I&apos;m a Mighty Hunter'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520952&amp;postID=3787233381395443592&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/3787233381395443592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/3787233381395443592'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520952/posts/default/3787233381395443592'/><author><name>Shaggy, Scooby and Scout</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520952.post-8878224841380831978</id><published>2008-08-03T17:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T17:39:16.487-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summertime Relaxing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SJYzZCRxGUI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/OgR8rVGmYyc/s1600-h/scoobyfront.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SJYzZCRxGUI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/OgR8rVGmYyc/s320/scoobyfront.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230424522438547778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hanging out here on the chair, chillaxin'.&lt;br /&gt;-Scooby</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/2008/08/summertime-relaxing.html' title='Summertime Relaxing'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520952&amp;postID=8878224841380831978&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/8878224841380831978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/8878224841380831978'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520952/posts/default/8878224841380831978'/><author><name>Shaggy, Scooby and Scout</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520952.post-873907178511461673</id><published>2008-07-30T13:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T13:10:20.457-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Coupons</title><content type='html'>Mom was all excited when she bought our latest bag of feline Wellness.&lt;br /&gt;"Coupons inside" it said.&lt;br /&gt;Yup, there was a coupon in the bag.............&lt;br /&gt;for $8.00 off DOG FOOD!</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/2008/07/coupons.html' title='Coupons'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520952&amp;postID=873907178511461673&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/873907178511461673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/873907178511461673'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520952/posts/default/873907178511461673'/><author><name>Shaggy, Scooby and Scout</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520952.post-7226747231173870670</id><published>2008-07-28T11:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T15:43:33.265-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Substitute Kitty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SI3zKd_8vkI/AAAAAAAAAeI/E5ts0qRj4pA/s1600-h/P1090079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SI3zKd_8vkI/AAAAAAAAAeI/E5ts0qRj4pA/s320/P1090079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228102103624105538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.  So mom &amp;amp; dad came home from the state lefty golf turn-a-mint that dad played in.  He got 4th place.  They only paid out to 3rd so he was "out of the money."  He said he goes to have fun mostly anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Mom went shopping while he played the first day and found an an-teek mall to look around. guess what? It had a resident kitty cat!  She has the run of the place (it's big) and has beds in all sorts of places throughout.  She was a Tortie - the first Tortie mom has ever seen in person.  Mom was gonna ask if she is a Tough A$$ Tortie, but thought better of it.  The kitties mom probably wouldn't understand.   Mom sat on the floor to pet Miss Meow-Meow and that kitty crawled right into mom's lap and started turning in circles then started sucking her toes (her own toes, not moms.)   The store lady says Meow-Meow has taken to mom right away, and that she wants to nap in her lap.  Apparently the kitty starts to suck her toes when she wants to settle down for a nap.   Mom visited her a bit longer, but she had to get back to the golf course.&lt;br /&gt;Mom is glad she got to pet a kitty while there, but was awful glad to  get home and have some kitty contact from us.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/2008/07/boring-weekend.html' title='Substitute Kitty'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520952&amp;postID=7226747231173870670&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/7226747231173870670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/7226747231173870670'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520952/posts/default/7226747231173870670'/><author><name>Shaggy, Scooby and Scout</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520952.post-5845609599717333333</id><published>2008-07-25T12:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T12:16:58.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend News</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SIoJddHnSCI/AAAAAAAAAeA/d3QHEM6QTgM/s1600-h/P1090072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SIoJddHnSCI/AAAAAAAAAeA/d3QHEM6QTgM/s320/P1090072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227000719154300962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mom &amp;amp; Dad are going away Saturday for an overnight stay at a stoopid golf tournament.  It's a special one for lefties and dad goes every year. But the boy will be home and the air conditioning is on so it shouldn't be too bad. &lt;br /&gt;In other news, mom stepped directly into a wet pile of fresh regurgitated yak this morning in her bare feet.  A direct hit!  She made a real funny "ewwwww" sound then started dancing around.  She must have liked it if she did a dance!&lt;br /&gt;-Scooby</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/2008/07/weekend-news.html' title='Weekend News'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520952&amp;postID=5845609599717333333&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/5845609599717333333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/5845609599717333333'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520952/posts/default/5845609599717333333'/><author><name>Shaggy, Scooby and Scout</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520952.post-784623107933014159</id><published>2008-07-22T12:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T12:27:32.748-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Happy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SIYUTes1ugI/AAAAAAAAAd4/6aWCg-88-F0/s1600-h/P1090070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SIYUTes1ugI/AAAAAAAAAd4/6aWCg-88-F0/s320/P1090070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225886742501243394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dad had cancer in  the soft tissues  around his knee in his right leg.  There was a big tumor and it was spreading out with tentacles. The doctors had to keep cutting until samples under the microscope showed no more cancer. At one point they thought about amputating.  Then he had to have reconstruction done by a plastic surgeon. They cut a chunk out of his left thigh to paste over the big hole and did lots of skin grafting.  He still looks like his leg was attacked by a shark.  But don't worry about him...he still plays golf everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had his every 6 month check up at the doctor yesterday, and he is still cancer free after 6 years!  Now he only has to go in yearly since he passed the milestone.&lt;br /&gt;It was great news in our house, and it was also his 49th birthday!&lt;br /&gt;What a great present!</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-day.html' title='A Happy Day'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520952&amp;postID=784623107933014159&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/784623107933014159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/784623107933014159'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520952/posts/default/784623107933014159'/><author><name>Shaggy, Scooby and Scout</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520952.post-1761020789389165272</id><published>2008-07-14T13:39:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T20:39:57.949-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cat Sitting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SHueZeBLV7I/AAAAAAAAAdw/IwnnRRHcxBA/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SHueZeBLV7I/AAAAAAAAAdw/IwnnRRHcxBA/s320/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222942353258141618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom was cat-sitting, Socks, the neighbor cat across the street this weekend. She came home smelling like him twice a day because he loves belly rubs and headbutts and he's super soft.   She also gave him a couple of our feather butt mousies and that made him pretty happy.&lt;br /&gt;Mom panicked the first visit because he didn't appear when she went in. She ended up calling and clapping her hands, going through the house twice looking for him. Opening closets, looking behind couches.  Finally she ran back home to get her cell phone to let the family know he wasn't there, maybe he got out when they were packing.&lt;br /&gt;Of course when she got back &amp;amp; opened the front door, there he was, sitting, looking at her.&lt;br /&gt;Socks mom said that his favorite place is on top of one of the bookcases and that's probably where he was.&lt;br /&gt;But mom really didn't appreciate Sock's sense of humor, fooling her like that.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/2008/07/cat-sitting.html' title='Cat Sitting'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520952&amp;postID=1761020789389165272&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/1761020789389165272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/1761020789389165272'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520952/posts/default/1761020789389165272'/><author><name>Shaggy, Scooby and Scout</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520952.post-4439836811615875246</id><published>2008-07-07T02:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T02:00:09.432-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birdie!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SHFoMaXnoRI/AAAAAAAAAdo/PouZACDbinE/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SHFoMaXnoRI/AAAAAAAAAdo/PouZACDbinE/s320/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220068005545222418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught a baby birdie when I was outside on my harness today!&lt;br /&gt;He was just out of the nest, hiding where his momma put him, in a little bush by our house.&lt;br /&gt;I reached up and  grabbed him, but then he jumped to the ground and started hopping away.&lt;br /&gt;So I ran and pounced him and had him right in between my paws.  He was lifting his beak up like he expected me to feed him, chirping &amp;amp; flapping his wings.&lt;br /&gt;The momma &amp;amp; daddy robin and their relatives were making a racket &amp;amp; swooping at me. I just wanted to play!  Mom came running when she saw me attack the bush and go after him in the yard then she ruined all the fun by telling me I couldn't have it and she unhooked me &amp;amp; took me in the house.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to play!&lt;br /&gt;-Scout</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/2008/07/birdie_07.html' title='Birdie!!'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520952&amp;postID=4439836811615875246&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/4439836811615875246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/4439836811615875246'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520952/posts/default/4439836811615875246'/><author><name>Shaggy, Scooby and Scout</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520952.post-7326956398839880684</id><published>2008-07-03T13:11:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T13:22:04.194-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Gotcha  Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SG0XefL8SJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/0Hbb4BkJWY4/s1600-h/P7250051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SG0XefL8SJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/0Hbb4BkJWY4/s320/P7250051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218853355727374482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Three years ago today I came to live in this house with the big kitties, Shaggy &amp;amp; Scooby and my new mom &amp;amp; dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was 6 weeks old and mom got me from her friend Ashley. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see from these baby pictures I was a pretty good helper.  I helped mom do her puzzle books and guarded the house like a highly trained professional.&lt;br /&gt;I was, and still am, intrigued with the guinea pigs. But I am not allowed into the cage anymore, because I like to try to put the bite on them.&lt;br /&gt;-Scout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SG0XPEZgpbI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/ihW40ytfUQ4/s1600-h/sctscreen.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SG0XPEZgpbI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/ihW40ytfUQ4/s320/sctscreen.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218853090838488498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SG0WwKTrfyI/AAAAAAAAAdI/fllFqkzh_ck/s1600-h/P1090076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SG0WwKTrfyI/AAAAAAAAAdI/fllFqkzh_ck/s320/P1090076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218852559848701730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-gotcha-day.html' title='My Gotcha  Day'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520952&amp;postID=7326956398839880684&amp;isPopup=true' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/7326956398839880684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/7326956398839880684'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520952/posts/default/7326956398839880684'/><author><name>Shaggy, Scooby and Scout</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520952.post-6917818160295098862</id><published>2008-07-01T06:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T20:10:18.389-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home and Away</title><content type='html'>Mom is home from her 30th high school reunion. She said she hardly recognized anyone, but most of them knew her, and also Dad, who graduated the year before.   She must be pretty well preserved after all those years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy wouldn't let us outside while they were away.  We tried our best to drive him crazy, but he didn't break. But he did give us our Fancy Feast.   Mom hugged us &amp;amp; smothered us in kisses and we got to go out with her today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom said she is a homebody.  Dad loves to go back home - they go once a year in the summer- and party with his friends but mom just wants to be at home and really hates going anywhere.  She's  like us cats.  We like and thrive on our routines, and hate anything that upsets it.   She's very cat-like in that way.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/2008/06/mom-is-home-from-her-30th-high-school.html' title='Home and Away'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520952&amp;postID=6917818160295098862&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/6917818160295098862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/6917818160295098862'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520952/posts/default/6917818160295098862'/><author><name>Shaggy, Scooby and Scout</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520952.post-6002693550189963199</id><published>2008-06-23T22:50:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T23:19:41.671-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Relaxing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SGBvb0OWTiI/AAAAAAAAAcg/c3DIrICfOOk/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SGBvb0OWTiI/AAAAAAAAAcg/c3DIrICfOOk/s320/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215290892161011234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna keep soaking up all the sun I can this week, because Mom &amp;amp; Dad are going away Thursday and we won't get out till after the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Scooby &amp;amp; I had our annual v-e-t check-ups last week. Scooby has lost one pound and I've lost two pounds!  Both the v-e-t and Mom were really happy to finally see some progress in the weight loss department! So, yes, that is mostly floof you see in this picture!&lt;br /&gt;-Shaggy</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/2008/06/still-relaxing.html' title='Still Relaxing'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520952&amp;postID=6002693550189963199&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/6002693550189963199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/6002693550189963199'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520952/posts/default/6002693550189963199'/><author><name>Shaggy, Scooby and Scout</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520952.post-1473246943723225517</id><published>2008-06-16T11:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T11:44:59.234-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Relaxing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SFaYeH3f-yI/AAAAAAAAAcE/owBaDXJofrY/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SFaYeH3f-yI/AAAAAAAAAcE/owBaDXJofrY/s320/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212521262003256098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/2008/06/relaxing.html' title='Relaxing'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520952&amp;postID=1473246943723225517&amp;isPopup=true' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/1473246943723225517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/1473246943723225517'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520952/posts/default/1473246943723225517'/><author><name>Shaggy, Scooby and Scout</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520952.post-4190590536582195816</id><published>2008-06-06T14:37:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T13:12:54.125-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Neighbor Kitty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SEmSrsxhZfI/AAAAAAAAAb8/34ZFmNAvokY/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SEmSrsxhZfI/AAAAAAAAAb8/34ZFmNAvokY/s320/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208855723481589234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our neighbor kitty, Mars.&lt;br /&gt;He comes over to say hi whenever he can dart out the door.  Usually he gets out around his gramma's feet.  He always stops by our house for some adoration and pettings from mom. &lt;br /&gt;Mom is in love with him and wants to keep him, but his momma says no.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/2008/06/neighbor-kitty.html' title='Neighbor Kitty'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520952&amp;postID=4190590536582195816&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/4190590536582195816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/4190590536582195816'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520952/posts/default/4190590536582195816'/><author><name>Shaggy, Scooby and Scout</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520952.post-5797080137263385034</id><published>2008-06-06T14:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T15:48:35.295-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nappin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SEmRuMxhZeI/AAAAAAAAAb0/849Hu7gums0/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SEmRuMxhZeI/AAAAAAAAAb0/849Hu7gums0/s320/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208854666919634402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scout found a private cubicle for napping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is until Shaggy found him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SEmRncxhZdI/AAAAAAAAAbs/8MSh3GDdqiU/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SEmRncxhZdI/AAAAAAAAAbs/8MSh3GDdqiU/s320/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208854550955517394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/2008/06/nappin.html' title='Nappin&apos;'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520952&amp;postID=5797080137263385034&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/5797080137263385034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/5797080137263385034'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520952/posts/default/5797080137263385034'/><author><name>Shaggy, Scooby and Scout</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520952.post-4397845576117375183</id><published>2008-06-01T18:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T18:47:47.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Scooby &amp; Shaggy's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SEM0uQVEs5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/HKuccoGCd1k/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SEM0uQVEs5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/HKuccoGCd1k/s320/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207063563432407954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's our 8th Birthday today!&lt;br /&gt;June 1, 2000 we came into the world.&lt;br /&gt;We are littermates and we're so glad we got to stay together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SEM0pAVEs4I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/WdVQ7Wy2dvY/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SEM0pAVEs4I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/WdVQ7Wy2dvY/s320/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207063473238094722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/2008/06/scooby-shaggys-birthday.html' title='Scooby &amp; Shaggy&apos;s Birthday'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520952&amp;postID=4397845576117375183&amp;isPopup=true' title='46 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/4397845576117375183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/4397845576117375183'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520952/posts/default/4397845576117375183'/><author><name>Shaggy, Scooby and Scout</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520952.post-1887931513593558819</id><published>2008-06-01T00:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T00:01:01.691-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hail Storm!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SEIFvwVEs2I/AAAAAAAAAbA/cQe1mxTMRyQ/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SEIFvwVEs2I/AAAAAAAAAbA/cQe1mxTMRyQ/s320/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206730437178995554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SEIFfwVEs1I/AAAAAAAAAa4/M8ymiu01was/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SEIFfwVEs1I/AAAAAAAAAa4/M8ymiu01was/s320/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206730162301088594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SEIFZAVEs0I/AAAAAAAAAaw/GekIOafVgqg/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SEIFZAVEs0I/AAAAAAAAAaw/GekIOafVgqg/s320/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206730046336971586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SEIFTQVEszI/AAAAAAAAAao/3e9kKQzkLFs/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SEIFTQVEszI/AAAAAAAAAao/3e9kKQzkLFs/s320/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206729947552723762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SEIFGQVEsyI/AAAAAAAAAag/4FVfNSg8SnM/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SEIFGQVEsyI/AAAAAAAAAag/4FVfNSg8SnM/s320/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206729724214424354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SEIE-wVEsxI/AAAAAAAAAaY/0vxImsyL4uI/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SEIE-wVEsxI/AAAAAAAAAaY/0vxImsyL4uI/s320/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206729595365405458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a massive hail storm move through our area late yesterday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Mom &amp;amp; Dad weren't home, so we were home alone and we got really scairt!&lt;br /&gt;The hail came down hard and continuous for several minutes then paused then came again.&lt;br /&gt;Mom &amp;amp; Dad came home about 20 min after it was over and there were golf ball sized hail stones everywhere and many of the new leaves on the trees came down.  They got hail damage on their new car.  Some neighbors got windshield damage and homes with siding got torn up or dented.&lt;br /&gt;Mom couldn't find us right away but we came up from the basement after hearing her call us.&lt;br /&gt;She said we did the right thing, running for cover down there.&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't know where Shaggy went to hide down there, but he was covered with cobwebs!&lt;br /&gt;We were all a little nervous the rest of the night, Scout hid under a table when more thunder was rumbling later on, and I was pacing a lot.   Mom was kind of distressed she wasn't home for us, but we still knew what to do, and she said she is proud of us.&lt;br /&gt;-Scooby</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/2008/06/hail-storm.html' title='Hail Storm!'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520952&amp;postID=1887931513593558819&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/1887931513593558819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/1887931513593558819'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520952/posts/default/1887931513593558819'/><author><name>Shaggy, Scooby and Scout</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520952.post-6000474570233880466</id><published>2008-05-30T11:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T12:04:00.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shaggy's Dictionary</title><content type='html'>SPRING:  That lovely time of year when the flowers bloom and the trees leaf out.  Warm sunny days prevail and the birds sing and build their nests to raise their young.  The windows are open to let in fresh breezes and enchanting smells like freshly cut grass and lilacs and barbecues.&lt;br /&gt;Reality:  Crappity crap crap crap.  Gloomy,  nearly constant rain.  Flowers shivering in their pots deciding whether they should live or die.  Momma grouching because she has to still layer up to go outside.  The windows stay closed.  The furnace is still on!  Dad can't golf!!   No sun, just gloom.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/2008/05/shaggys-dictionary.html' title='Shaggy&apos;s Dictionary'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520952&amp;postID=6000474570233880466&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/6000474570233880466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/6000474570233880466'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520952/posts/default/6000474570233880466'/><author><name>Shaggy, Scooby and Scout</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520952.post-9112984224173516538</id><published>2008-05-23T00:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T08:20:35.238-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Scout is 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SC8xwblFNWI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ldzcDqR90-Y/s1600-h/NewbornScout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SC8xwblFNWI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ldzcDqR90-Y/s320/NewbornScout.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201430802742981986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SC8xFrlFNVI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JuFe-lTOBWs/s1600-h/P7230034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SC8xFrlFNVI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JuFe-lTOBWs/s320/P7230034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201430068303574354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SC8w9blFNUI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/4OP7e2E03c4/s1600-h/P7250045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SC8w9blFNUI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/4OP7e2E03c4/s320/P7250045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201429926569653570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SC8wxrlFNTI/AAAAAAAAAZw/n3kR711lkkY/s1600-h/P7230038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SC8wxrlFNTI/AAAAAAAAAZw/n3kR711lkkY/s320/P7230038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201429724706190642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am 3!&lt;br /&gt;Why does mom still call me Baby when I am a Mancat?&lt;br /&gt;Here is my newborn picture. My mom got me from her friend Ashley.  My momma cats name was Chicken because she was askeered of a lot of noises like trucks outside &amp;amp; vacuum cleaners and thunder.  I was a litter of one. Just me. No siblings, so I got all momma's attention and milk!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to my forever home on the 4th of July, so I'm no chicken.   Noises don't bother me at all.  I was 7 weeks old and big for my age.  Mom took me to the vet before she brought me home and he thought I was a month older than I actually was.  But as you can see, we have photographic evidence.  I was also a precocious kitten. That means daring and bold.  They tried to get me to stay in the spare room but I kept climbing the gate, so they gave up in a couple days and I got to know the house.  It's pretty much my castle now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to like being 3.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/2008/05/scout-is-3.html' title='Scout is 3'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520952&amp;postID=9112984224173516538&amp;isPopup=true' title='51 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/9112984224173516538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/9112984224173516538'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520952/posts/default/9112984224173516538'/><author><name>Shaggy, Scooby and Scout</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520952.post-4187317351018127102</id><published>2008-05-17T14:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T14:35:03.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SC8zJrlFNXI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/pHydPb7i0Xw/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SC8zJrlFNXI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/pHydPb7i0Xw/s320/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201432336046306674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all doing fine here and enjoying the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;This includes lots of naps of course.&lt;br /&gt;-Shaggy &amp;amp; Scout</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/2008/05/weekend.html' title='Weekend'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520952&amp;postID=4187317351018127102&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/4187317351018127102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/4187317351018127102'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520952/posts/default/4187317351018127102'/><author><name>Shaggy, Scooby and Scout</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520952.post-3270503672131556047</id><published>2008-05-13T10:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T10:19:00.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Need Advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SCmwl7lFNSI/AAAAAAAAAZo/3NFjm5oTqmU/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SCmwl7lFNSI/AAAAAAAAAZo/3NFjm5oTqmU/s320/015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199881410470819106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, all you Blogosphere cats.&lt;br /&gt;Our mom has to go to her vet on Friday for a thing called a colonoscopy.&lt;br /&gt;She wants us to have our friends ask their people  if they have ever had that done and if they have any helpful hints and advice.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks gang!&lt;br /&gt;-Scooby&lt;br /&gt;pee ess: Hi Sophia!</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/2008/05/need-advice.html' title='Need Advice'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520952&amp;postID=3270503672131556047&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/3270503672131556047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/3270503672131556047'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520952/posts/default/3270503672131556047'/><author><name>Shaggy, Scooby and Scout</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520952.post-6933073223419483241</id><published>2008-05-09T17:02:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T19:37:31.369-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Piggies  Take Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SCTKzdJO1TI/AAAAAAAAAZg/fHsKerzzeI8/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SCTKzdJO1TI/AAAAAAAAAZg/fHsKerzzeI8/s320/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198502855237883186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SCTKptJO1SI/AAAAAAAAAZY/lVHi9L6MBEM/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SCTKptJO1SI/AAAAAAAAAZY/lVHi9L6MBEM/s320/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198502687734158626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi!&lt;br /&gt;It's us, The Piggies,  Emma Sue, I'm brown, and Sasha, I'm white.&lt;br /&gt;Mom's been having a crazy week.&lt;br /&gt;Our boy - well he's not a boy, he's 19 - was in the hospital with diabetes complications for 4 days and mom has not been feeling so good either.&lt;br /&gt;So, we will tell you about us.  Emma is older, age 4 and Sasha is 3.  Mom adopted both of us because we needed a good home.  She does that a lot and once had 8 piggies at once.&lt;br /&gt;Emma was just hard to adopt and outlived her time at the pet store, but Sasha had her leg broken by some little kids who played too rough with her.  She was taken back to the store, fixed up at their vet and put up for adoption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We eat our guinea pig pellets practically all day long. In the morning Carrot Giver, known as mom, gives us each a baby carrot.  If she forgets, we squeal at her until she remembers.  In the evening we either get parsley, broccoli, or some other crunchy veggie that might be around, sometimes fruit like apples, oranges or watermelon or grapes.&lt;br /&gt;Every day we get a big pile of timothy hay which we like to burrow into and munch all day long.  We cannot digest our food with out it.&lt;br /&gt;And the last thing we do all day long is.....poop. Yep. Massive quantities of pellets!&lt;br /&gt;We love to get held and have lap time, but if its for too long, we will pee on that persons lap. It's actually a sign of affection.  Truly. It is.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for letting us into the Cat Blogosphere today, cats!  Good to hang out here.  Just please don't ask if you can eat us.  We are not a snack. But try telling that to Scout.  He stalks us all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Bye!  Gotta go eat &amp;amp; poo again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SCTKYdJO1QI/AAAAAAAAAZI/JGmg3mrQpb8/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SCTKYdJO1QI/AAAAAAAAAZI/JGmg3mrQpb8/s320/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198502391381415170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SCTKMdJO1PI/AAAAAAAAAZA/wqHguf3vP1A/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_glrtSvmU9Yg/SCTKMdJO1PI/AAAAAAAAAZA/wqHguf3vP1A/s320/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198502185222984946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/2008/05/piggies-take-over.html' title='The Piggies  Take Over'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520952&amp;postID=6933073223419483241&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/6933073223419483241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlecf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/6933073223419483241'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520952/posts/default/6933073223419483241'/><author><name>Shaggy, Scooby and Scout</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry></feed>