Happy 30th Birthday Tall Man/Toy Man/Awesome Man!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

We all love you very very very very much.  You keep us happy and feeling loved and played with while the Lap Lady has foresaken us for law school.  Without you we would be bored and miserable and feel unloved.  Thank you for being THE BEST cat dad ever.  For your birthday, I have given you a "plastic thing".  Please hide it for me ASAP so we can interact. 

Love,
Kaze & the Boys

Frootbat Friday & Happy Birthday Tall Man

Happy 29th Birthday Tall Man!!! I love you very very very much. Thank you for playing and snuggling and petting and kissing and loving me so much.


The Tall Man is a bit off his rocker... Gamma and Gampa gave him a punchy bag thing for the dungeon. So he hung it from a rafter....and I swear he is trying to pull the house down when he uses it!!!!!! It came in an awesome box that we ALL enjoyed...including the Tall Man.

Frootbat Friday

Today the Tall Man is helping me blog which has never happened before! He wanted me to pose a question to all of you.

What should I do when the Tall Man purposely tempts me with shiny crinkly objects, the same objects, I might add, he specifically yells at me for stealing on other days? At this point he's shoved the shiny wrapper in the couch so I can put my paws on it but every time I touch it it goes further into the cushion. Now he's moved on to a crinkle here...a crinkle there....he's driving me INSANE. He claims he's making me a smarter cat.

A. Should I be enticed to find and play with said object?

B. Should I just yell at him and make him feel horrible as he continues to question me with "What's the matter Kaze? Is there something you want?" in that high pitched condescending voice?

C. Do nothing, pretend to ignore him, and then later in the day fart on his pillow with my tail outstreatched so my spot #13 is where he puts his face?

D. All of the above. My Lap Lady tells me she'd even help me with all endeavors since I can't steal it right under his smirky face.

Toysday

The Tall Man decided to make himself useful on Saturday night. He spent a whole hour playing with us! He played with me for so long my sides were heaving and the Lap Lady thought my heart was going to explode. She told him he needs to remember that I will play myself to death and I need to be forced to take breaks. Here are a few action shots from the evening.

The Lap Lady is particular about her photos and really hates to have to use the flash. Unfortunately the Tall Man only seems to wave toys around at night so she'll have to deal. She's asking for a new lens for her birthday because she only has the "macro" one that she likes.