Me and Finny bofe ranned owtside to eet some grass but mom grabbed us bofe rite up. The indignitee! Croolty!!Nekst time we'll get Cuzzin Cavalli and Jazzy to run owt too - she'll nefur be able to ketch all of us! Mwahaaaahaaahaaaa
--Buddy
May 13, 2011
Speechless!
Me and Finny bofe ranned owtside to eet some grass but mom grabbed us bofe rite up. The indignitee! Croolty!!Nekst time we'll get Cuzzin Cavalli and Jazzy to run owt too - she'll nefur be able to ketch all of us! Mwahaaaahaaahaaaa
--Buddy
May 10, 2011
March 18, 2011
Happy Gotcha Day Finny!!!!!
It's ELEBENTY yeers since mombean went to this nise shelter plase wif Grandma bean and met lots and lots of furry nise cats. But not one of those cats tolld her that they wanted to go home wif her and be her cat.
But then, the nise lady who runs the shelter took them to the speshal plase ware some cats were getting better after there hooha-ectomies and ladygarden-ectomies and that's ware mom met Finnegan. She was petting him and talking to him thru his cage and Miss Pam, who is a furry smart bean when it comes to cats, tolld mom she cood open the cage....
So mom opened the cage and Finny walked rite up to her, climbed up on her sholder, put his hed down and started purring. Mom knew that ment he had pikked her owt and she had to take him home, so she tolld Grandma and Miss Pam "This is my cat." So Finny camed home wif mom to live a happy life wif her for a reely long time.
Finny snuggling wif Jazzy
Finny wif Daisy Who Came Before
But then, the nise lady who runs the shelter took them to the speshal plase ware some cats were getting better after there hooha-ectomies and ladygarden-ectomies and that's ware mom met Finnegan. She was petting him and talking to him thru his cage and Miss Pam, who is a furry smart bean when it comes to cats, tolld mom she cood open the cage....
So mom opened the cage and Finny walked rite up to her, climbed up on her sholder, put his hed down and started purring. Mom knew that ment he had pikked her owt and she had to take him home, so she tolld Grandma and Miss Pam "This is my cat." So Finny camed home wif mom to live a happy life wif her for a reely long time.
Finny snuggling wif Jazzy Finny wif Daisy Who Came Before Splatting wif Grandma
In the workshop wif Grampa
Resting up before owr Annyool Gotcha/St. Patty's Day Party!!!!
Come on ofur, efurry one!
March 17, 2011
March 16, 2011
March 8, 2011
Wordy WEnsday Challenge
We're so eksited! Me and Buddy sent owr werds to Mom Ann from Zoolatry and she made speshal pikchers for us for the Wordy Wensday Challenge. We can't wate to post owr pikshers - they're reely cool!!!!
March 1, 2011
More horsies!!
Uh-oh, soon the horsies are gonna outnumber the cats!
First there was Cuzzin Dusty & Cuzzin Cavalli....(and Cuzzin Magic the good woofie)
...then Finny, Buddy & Princess Jazzy came to the farm....
Soon the horsies Max and Jack came to live in the big feeld.
And one day, Mom and Ant Marjie brot the introoder home from the garbij dump! He lives owt in the barn and sometimes in Jackie the Horsey Girl's cottage.
But then Cuzzin Dusty went to the Bridge....
First there was Cuzzin Dusty & Cuzzin Cavalli....(and Cuzzin Magic the good woofie)
...then Finny, Buddy & Princess Jazzy came to the farm....
Soon the horsies Max and Jack came to live in the big feeld.
And one day, Mom and Ant Marjie brot the introoder home from the garbij dump! He lives owt in the barn and sometimes in Jackie the Horsey Girl's cottage.
But then Cuzzin Dusty went to the Bridge....
January 4, 2011
December 30, 2010
December 18, 2010
December 11, 2010
November 20, 2010
Happy Gotcha Day, Jazzy!
It is 3 yeers since Jazzy came to live wif us. She's ok, for a girlycat. Sometimes we snuggle wif her. She likes to snuggle on Ant Marjie too.
Owr good Grampa is in the hospittle cos he had some surjree to get rid of the canser in his tummy. He is having a hard time getting better, so if you all cood send some purrs for him, we wood appresheate it furry much.
November 15, 2010
Ant Marjie is getting werser!
Member how we tolld you that Ant Marjie (mom's biggest sisfur), is furry confyoosed abowt what animals we all are?
Well, now she finks the horsies are COWS!!! Look what she did to the pore horsies one day!!! And even worser, Mom and Ant Ree and Jackie the Horsey Girl helped! They are ALL confyoosed!
And the new thing at owr howse that they call Callie like a calico cat, is A WOOFIE!!!!!!
WHAT'S A CAT TO DO???
November 9, 2010
VERY SERIOUS - IMPORTANT POST WITH APOLOGIES
Hello, everyone, Mom Nora here borrowing the blog from the kitties to share some news, extend my apologies and offer advice.
In 2006 and 2007, the cats and I encouraged our friends and their beans to support an organization we had found called Cats With No Name. It was located in Pine Grove, PA. We were saving the weight circles from our Purina One to donate to the organization, who would then receive donations of food and/or cash from Purina.
At that time, there were several comments left by people from that area who accused the owner of Cats With No Name of misappropriation, abuse of animals, lying, etc. I did what research I could through Google. I found only accusations, no charges filed or convictions made. I emailed the owner, Virginia Kresge Justiniano, and offered her the opportunity to respond. I posted her response on our blog. I encouraged you to do your own research into any organizations you would choose to support, but I had decided that she seemed ok to me and I continued sending our Purina circles for a while, but stopped after a while, I think we had switched to another food for a while.
Today, while going through old posts and comments, I came across comments left on that post from earlier this summer. I only wish that the commenters had left their notes on one of our current posts so I could have made this post sooner.
Virginia Kresge Justiniano and her fiance Andy J. Oxenrider have been charged and convicted of multiple, multiple counts of animal cruelty and drug possession. There are news stories from 2009 and 2010 with details. You can find them by googling her name. I can't post them here, they're too horrible.
I can't tell you how sick I feel about all of this. My mind is reeling with questions that will never be answered about how this could happen, how she got away with these things for so long, and on and on.
My heart breaks for the kitties and other animals who were victims of her cruelty, as well as for the humans who turned their beloved animals over to her because they couldn't care for them any longer.
Please thoroughly research any organization that you consider donating money or anything else to. Check with the Better Business Bureau, make sure they can offer a copy of an annual report or tax return, have 501(c)3 non-profit organization status and do anything else you can think of to make sure they are sparkly clean and honest. Don't give cash and make sure you get a receipt for any amount you donate.
I am so sorry that I encouraged my friends to support these awful people in any way. I hope you can forgive me. Most of all, I hope the kitties who truly have no names can forgive me.
Nora
In 2006 and 2007, the cats and I encouraged our friends and their beans to support an organization we had found called Cats With No Name. It was located in Pine Grove, PA. We were saving the weight circles from our Purina One to donate to the organization, who would then receive donations of food and/or cash from Purina.
At that time, there were several comments left by people from that area who accused the owner of Cats With No Name of misappropriation, abuse of animals, lying, etc. I did what research I could through Google. I found only accusations, no charges filed or convictions made. I emailed the owner, Virginia Kresge Justiniano, and offered her the opportunity to respond. I posted her response on our blog. I encouraged you to do your own research into any organizations you would choose to support, but I had decided that she seemed ok to me and I continued sending our Purina circles for a while, but stopped after a while, I think we had switched to another food for a while.
Today, while going through old posts and comments, I came across comments left on that post from earlier this summer. I only wish that the commenters had left their notes on one of our current posts so I could have made this post sooner.
Virginia Kresge Justiniano and her fiance Andy J. Oxenrider have been charged and convicted of multiple, multiple counts of animal cruelty and drug possession. There are news stories from 2009 and 2010 with details. You can find them by googling her name. I can't post them here, they're too horrible.
I can't tell you how sick I feel about all of this. My mind is reeling with questions that will never be answered about how this could happen, how she got away with these things for so long, and on and on.
My heart breaks for the kitties and other animals who were victims of her cruelty, as well as for the humans who turned their beloved animals over to her because they couldn't care for them any longer.
Please thoroughly research any organization that you consider donating money or anything else to. Check with the Better Business Bureau, make sure they can offer a copy of an annual report or tax return, have 501(c)3 non-profit organization status and do anything else you can think of to make sure they are sparkly clean and honest. Don't give cash and make sure you get a receipt for any amount you donate.
I am so sorry that I encouraged my friends to support these awful people in any way. I hope you can forgive me. Most of all, I hope the kitties who truly have no names can forgive me.
Nora
November 4, 2010
Dona Nobis Pacem
Imagine - John Lennon
Imagine there's no Heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today
Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace
You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one
Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world
You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one
October 7, 2010
OH. NO. THEY. DID. NOT.
There's a new....thing....at owr howse.
It makes noise like a woofie, but werser noises than the Magic woofie made. And it duzzint have good manners like Magic did, either. Magic unnerstood that cats are in charge! She stayd away from us and we stayd away from her and efurryfing was just fine.
Mom and Ant Marjie call it Callie and say it looks like a calico cat! I say NO! Calico cats are furry byootiful. That thing is not byootiful and I will nefur stop hissing at it or growling at it or smakking it wif my mitey paws.
The end.
---Buddy
It makes noise like a woofie, but werser noises than the Magic woofie made. And it duzzint have good manners like Magic did, either. Magic unnerstood that cats are in charge! She stayd away from us and we stayd away from her and efurryfing was just fine.
Mom and Ant Marjie call it Callie and say it looks like a calico cat! I say NO! Calico cats are furry byootiful. That thing is not byootiful and I will nefur stop hissing at it or growling at it or smakking it wif my mitey paws.
The end.
---Buddy
October 1, 2010
LIVESTRONG DAY
LIVESTRONG Day is all about cancer awareness. We are joining in to help bring awareness to cancer because it is making owr good Grampa kind of sick. This is furry worrysome to mom and Grandma and all the beans in owr fambly.
LIVESTRONG GRAMPA!!!!!
September 21, 2010
Good Luck, Grampa!
Owr good Grampa is haffing some surjry today, so we are sending owr bestest purrs & hugs for him. Efurrything will go good and Grampa will be all better afterwards!!
We love you, Grampa!!!!
Purrrrrrrrs,
Finnegan Buddy & Princess Jazzy
September 10, 2010
Tribute to John Paolillo
Project 2996 is all about honoring and celebrating the lives of those innocent people who were murdered on Sept. 11, 2001.
John Paolillo was a Battalion Chief with the NY Fire Dept. - killed in the collapse of the North Tower. But more importantly, John was a loving father, brother, son, uncle and a friend to all. 
John lived next door to my sister Marjie in Glen Head, NY. I met John once or twice "over the fence" - saying hi, borrowing sugar, neighborhood get-togethers, that kind of thing. The main thing I remember about him is that he would always be out playing in the yard with his kids Jake and Ella anytime I visited. John was very devoted to his kids, his wife, his mom Elizabeth, brother Joe, sister Sheila and their families.
John was a great athlete who loved to run, bicycle and swim - he competed in triathlons on a regular basis and enjoyed sharing his training philosophy with others. He helped Marjie with her cycling when she was getting ready for the MS 150 Bike Tour and an amateur team triathlon that she took part in. Marjie said John didn't understand the kind of mental blocks that held her back from getting up a hill - he just charged on up, knowing he could do it! The first time Marjie went riding after John's death, she took on the toughest hill in town - and made it up for the first time ever -- because she knew that John was there with her, helping her up the hill with a strong hand on her back.
A few months after John's death, his brother Joe, Joe's wife Josephine, friends Gina and Bob, as well as Marjie and her husband Chip, came together with the idea to hold an event that would not only raise money for a scholarship fund at the local high school, but more importantly, honor John's love of life and athleticism.
John Paolillo was a Battalion Chief with the NY Fire Dept. - killed in the collapse of the North Tower. But more importantly, John was a loving father, brother, son, uncle and a friend to all.
John lived next door to my sister Marjie in Glen Head, NY. I met John once or twice "over the fence" - saying hi, borrowing sugar, neighborhood get-togethers, that kind of thing. The main thing I remember about him is that he would always be out playing in the yard with his kids Jake and Ella anytime I visited. John was very devoted to his kids, his wife, his mom Elizabeth, brother Joe, sister Sheila and their families. John was a great athlete who loved to run, bicycle and swim - he competed in triathlons on a regular basis and enjoyed sharing his training philosophy with others. He helped Marjie with her cycling when she was getting ready for the MS 150 Bike Tour and an amateur team triathlon that she took part in. Marjie said John didn't understand the kind of mental blocks that held her back from getting up a hill - he just charged on up, knowing he could do it! The first time Marjie went riding after John's death, she took on the toughest hill in town - and made it up for the first time ever -- because she knew that John was there with her, helping her up the hill with a strong hand on her back.A few months after John's death, his brother Joe, Joe's wife Josephine, friends Gina and Bob, as well as Marjie and her husband Chip, came together with the idea to hold an event that would not only raise money for a scholarship fund at the local high school, but more importantly, honor John's love of life and athleticism.
The John Paolillo Scholarship Fund Memorial 5K race/fundraiser was held at the Glenwood Landing Fire Station. Hundreds of local friends and families, as well as firefighters from John's old stations in Manhattan and Brooklyn, ran or walked the route that included one tough hill, some beautiful scenery, the high school cheerleaders and athletic teams, water stops, and lots of fun.The commemorative T-shirt from the event demands to know "Did you give it your all?", a question that echoes with John's friends and family. When I attended the 5K in 2003, Joe told the story of going running with John one time and feeling that he could have done better. "Did you give it your all? Did you try so hard you threw up after?" asked John. "Well, yeah," answered Joe. "That's all you can ask of yourself," said John.
More than anything, the Run for Heroes is a celebration that brings together a community and helps to remember a wonderful man who was always ready to help others before himself. John Paolillo was an honorable man who will never be forgotten, nor should the rest of the victims of that terrible day.
Call your family, your friends - all the people that you hold dear - and tell them you love them, spend some time with them and whatever you do, remember to always "Give it your all!"
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