A New Video From America's Cat!

Hi fans!

Roo here with something I am sure you will love this holiday season. Yes, it's the first video of your fave feline. Sure I'm just getting a drink, but look how cool I am drinking out of the vase near my food bowl. I hope you all enjoy and I'll talk to you soon!!
Roo

Fall Days

Hi Gang,
Puparoo here! I know it's been a long time, but dad hasn't really had his computer on much lately so Roo hasn't had any opportunities to post. But I'm here today.

Let's get it going!!

First football. Well my cat teams are pretty pathetic this year. The Lions are their usual soft selves, the Jaguars looked good in a win over the stupid Colts, but have regressed since and the Panthers are a huge disappointment. Overall it is just a bad season so far for the Pup's teams. At least the Colts suck too, even though I feel bad for mom, not dad, because their favorite player is out for the season.

On a happier note, how about the weather we've been having. It's Roo's favorite time of the year anyway, but it's been warm and windy and I love it even if I'm not outside! Yesterday when dad was home at lunch the wind was blowing the leaves all over the place and I was just mesmerized by them. I really wanted to go out but dad said no. Big meanie! He did let me out in the garage where I promptly made cat paw prints all over his car.

Let's see, anything else going on? Not really. I've been getting plenty to eat. I have a new food, which I like and it seems to pack more density per morsel and it's making me a little fat. But that's okay. Misses Hiney has had to submit to a few baths lately, but Roo has avoided most of them. Dad has been scratching my back by my tail and it tickles so I've been gnawing the hair off back there and I look kind of silly. Dad was calling me the BBC or some such crap. I think it meant bald back cat. I hopped on him when he went to sleep last night as a payback.

Honestly though, it's been nice having mom and dad home on weekends. it lets me consolidate my weavelishness into 2 days instead of dragging it out over more days like when dad was home a couple of days during the week. I think he's happier too.

Well I'm going to pop out of here. Think I'll go take a nap in the window.

I miss you all and I hope to be on here more if dad allows it.

Peace out!

Roo

Roo!!

Hi everyone!
Ol Roo back in the saddle for a new post. A lot has happened over the past couple of months so I'll get everyone caught up on the comings and gongs of everyone's favorite feline!

First of all it was another spectacular finish for Panther Racing at the 500. Gentleman Dan Wheldon brought home the vast underdog car home in second place. Anyone have that in their brackets? Didn't think so!

In early June mom and dad went on vacation leaving us here to fend for ourselves. Uncle Joe came over and fed us. Misses Hiney sucked up to him but you know how Roo is; I wasn't having any of it and cold shouldered him the whole way. He had some kids with him but Roo was Mr. Ice! Sadly, when mom and dad got back I was only able to cold shoulder them for about one night and then I was happy to sit on their laps and get my tail pulls! I'm really a pushover!

Then a couple of weeks ago Misses Hiney brought a flea in from the garage and it was all over. I've had 3 baths in the last 2 weeks and we have been locked in the back room twice while mom and dad bug bombed the house. It's a real hassle and I am ready to kick Misses Hiney's ass!

Well I better run. I hear mom coming and for all I know she may be getting ready to give me another bath!

Love and peace to all!

Roo

What's Up?

Well the suitcases are out, there are clothes in them and mom and dad are acting weird. They haven't said anything to me and Misses Hiney yet, but it has all the feel of them leaving. With that in mind Ol Roo is going into full mean mode until they 'fess up as to what is going on.

If they are going I am going on all night 'reigns of terror', tipping my bowl over, eating Misses Hiney's food and NOT sitting on mom's lap. They can't just up and leave without notice. I mean, if they are leaving who is taking care of us? Ginny, who I suspect doesn't like us. Uncle Joe? He's nice and all but we really need fed twice a day and he only comes once.

I guess we'll muddle through, but until I knwo for sure what is happening I am in offensive mode!

Take that dad!

Spring has sprung!

Hi gang!

Ol' Roo here. Been a while and honestly I don't have much to report. I have been feeling better and if I could just kick my habit of chewing up plastic I just might make it. The vet keeps calling and checking on me and they seem surprised I am doing okay. I guess they aren't that optimistic about my survival!

Not much else new here. I've been shunning dad lately just to test him. he's getting worried that I am mad at him but I'm really not. He's such a goober!

Well I'm going to pop out of here for a bit. It's supposed to be rainy again today so I may just find a place to curl up and sleep until mom and dad get home. Tonight I'm sure they'll make me watch American Idol. They always make me sit in the same place for some reason. I guess they're both goobers!

Peace out!

Roo

I'm Back!

Hi everyone!!

Thanks dad for the post, but to paraphrase Mr. Sam, rumors of my demise have been greatly exaggerated!

Seriously though, I'm glad to be feeling better and want to thank all of you for your wishes and prayers.

It took me almost 2 weeks, but I am, as dad says, back to my old weevilish self. I think I'm back to 100%. I don't think the doctors even thought I had much of a chance. They called and were surprised to hear I was getting better a few days after I got home. Each day it has been better! But it was nip and tuck for a while there.

When I was at the hospital I couldn't eat or drink. I felt hungry when I got home, but I still couldn't really eat. I tried to jump up on the table to my bowl and couldn't make it and fell into a cooler. Dad started to cry. He picked me up and put me on the table, but I was scared. Dad thought I was a goner. Anyway, the next day I started eating some more. Dad was home and he brought some food to me and a water bowl and I started to eat and drink some. By the next day I was eating pretty well, but I was still pretty weak.

That went on for a couple of days, but by the weekend I was noticeably better. Then a few days ago I started my old habit of trying to take Misses Hiney's food and dad knew I was okay.

We don't know how long I'll be okay, but it's good to be back for now!

Ona side note, Misses Hiney sucks! She must have sensed I was sick and was trying to take advantage of me. She kept hissing and growling at me and even attacking me knowing damn well I couldn't fight back. The meanie-bo-beanie was guarding the kitchen like a freakin' gargoyle. So every time mom or dad would go to the kitchen I went with them using them as an escort past her. Now that I'm back she leaves me alone, but I will not forget this!

Anyway, thanks again for your prayers! It's great to be back! Talk to you soon!

Rooney

Roo :(

Hey everyone,
Roo's dad here. Mr. Pup is very sick and is at the doctor right now. Sadly, they aren't giving us much encouragement. He has some pretty serious internal problems.

Roo hadn't eaten since Thursday evening. He tends to eat plastic and when he gets too much it plugs him up and he may skip a meal. This time though he skipped three and we decided it was time to get him in.

I'm praying he pulls through so he can get back on here and post about his weevelish ways soon.

Thanks for all of you who read this blog. I know Roo appreciates it.

Mark

Happy New Year!

Good morning everyone from America's Cat!

Hope everyone had a great holiday season. I did get to feeling better after a few days and was able to enjoy Christmas even though the only thing I got was fed an extra meal on both Christmas and Christmas Eve. Dad even extended my "get on the nice list" window to New Years Eve but I guess I was just too weevelish to make it.

Speaking of dad, he is such a dork. Now he's walking around the house calling me el gato negro and saying things like "The villagers had a name for him, 'El Gato Negro', and they were scared". If anyone can tell me what that means I would appreciate it. It's probably some gibberish or new nickname he has for me, but he says it with some kind of accent.

Nothing really new around here. Mom got a Snuggie for Christmas and she has kind of let me take over her old throw. I put it with the comforter on the floor and I have a really nice and warm bed. I even let Misses Hiney lay her head on it once in a while! See, I am a sweetheart!

Of course the end of the NFL season was not kind to Roo. None of my teams made it and dad has been crowing about his big stupid Colts. He'll get his soon enough.

That's it for now. Roo better head into the living room and find a nice warm spot to hang out for the day. Peace and love to all!

Rooney