Phyllis and the Aliens (Renatta and Rosalie Pettibone) are all kittens adopted from the Humane Society of Pierce County via the Itty Bitty Kitty Committee. Phyllis was born on October 27, 2007, while the Aliens were born on May 16, 2008.

Sunday, September 20, 2009

New blog official

Ok gang!  For those of you with bookmarks to this page, time for an update!

Phyllis and the Aliens are now playing in the

Hope you enjoy our new home

Friday, September 11, 2009

Phyllis and the Aliens are moving!

Ok, not REALLY moving.  But their blog will be moving to very soon!

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

A taste of the WILD side... or is that just tap water? YUMMY!


RoverLee & Phyllis "Shozing each Udder"

This is a sweet little video I just shot of Phyllis and Rosalie grooming like they LOVE to do! Phyllis doing all the work of course!


DOES ANYBODY WANT A TREET? or My cat voice is getting out of hand!

One of the best things about my life is the time I spend alone with my kitties. Like any four friends we have developed a special style of communicating. They sound pretty much how you would expect. Some chirps, purrs, meows and all completely adorable. On the other hand I use my "cat voice". It is loud and high pitched. If that weren't enough most statements end with "MEOW, MEOWMEOWMEOW". For instance I might say when I find Roverlee eating something she shouldn't " NOW THAT'S NOT WHAT A GOOD KITTY DOES, RUBBER BANDS ARE YUCKY!!! M,MMM! (Shorthand for you know what)
While here in the house no big deal. They really do respond to it. Most mornings I open up my "beauty parlor" and give them a chance to face the day freshly coiffed. When done my "cat voice" doles out the rewards. DOES ANYONE WANT A TREET!!!! WHERE ARE THEY? ARE THEY IN HERE? M, MMM? (Picture me pointing to the cabinet where they are stored. Cats swarming, pandemonium without the pandas.) YOU ARE RIGHT!!! M, MMM! Phyllis crunches as she eats her hard treats. The Sisters munch quietly on soft treats. What could go wrong?
Sooner or later I must leave the confines of The Little Blue House. Fact is my "cat voice" comes with me. If I encounter a cute baby I inevitably stop and remark OH, LOOK AT YOU, M, MMM! YOU SMELL A LITTLE FUNNY BUT YOU ARE SO CUTE, M, MMM!
This can be awkward. Not nearly as difficult as my encounters with dogs. Almost always dogs smell better than babies. Problem is the owners of dogs are more sensitive than the owners of babies when it comes to how you address them. Small dogs present the biggest dilemma. The first M,MMM and the owner feels insulted. I am NOT calling your dog a cat. As if! It's just that I don't have a "dog voice". My "cat voice" has to cover all cute things. If I knew a way to make dogs smell a little worse while making their owners a little less sensitive that would be ideal. I'LL KEEP YOU POSTED! M, MMM!

Someone else is a Bear Lover too!

Ms. Renatta has decided Phyllis can no longer hog the bear all to herself!

Monday, September 7, 2009

Ms. Phyllis found a cuddly friend for the sock basket!

Her favorite brown bear!!! Yeah Phyllis!

Sunday, September 6, 2009

Baby Whiskers Napping on a Sunday Morning

Matt put a white slip cover on the "kitty couch" in their bedroom and they just LOVE their "new" couch!

Saturday, September 5, 2009

Ms. Phyllis in her sock basket... without Socls!!!!

She's such a doll. Anything that changes she wants a part of... even if it's an empty basket of socks.