It's official now!

(mom says:)

Yay! look at it! It's official now! The rattielady promissed that there would be new pics of the babies soon!
Can't wait ^_______^

© by Joli Rats

The mutilated Mousie

Oh, hello guys! You all know that I love to play with all kinds of toys! I love the toys my grandmother makes me ^_^ As I'm a generous little kitty I also love to share my toys with the long-eared Fuzzy Benjamin. But I don't think he knows how to play with my fun toys :(
Secondly, customising my mousies is how I roll!


<-- Isn't it cute? I could be a fashion designer!

Rattiecage

Mom says:

I thought it was time to show you the rattiecage! Simply because it's all pink and cute and AWESOME





<-- Look at it! It's even more pink nowadays, because the grey platforms are pink now!













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<-- Look at little Thor at the back

The Window Kitty

After I was so cute again yesterday, I decided to turn things around again! The day started like any other day in the weekend: cuddling with mom in bed and getting up really reallt late! That's exactly how we, kitties, ROLL! The weather was sooo nice today and I naturally felt like going outside and chase imaginary things! So, after we spent almost the entire day (exaggeration) in bed, mom got up. She never likes to get up, so I try to be cute and stall her, haha! You'd be amased at how great I am at that! At every single movement she makes I cuddle next to her (or on top, working my weight) and start purring. It only seems to be working in the weekends, though; never thought of it like that. We're mistreated anyways, because when mom gets up on days that are not in the weekend, she always has to hurry and leaves the house soon after, not returning home after HOURS and HOURS. I feel so neglected when she treats me like that? Why does she even have to leave and can't she stay with us and cuddle? I know that she's aware of the fact that I crave her cuddles and kisses. That does make me sad sometimes, but that wasn't at all what I was trying to say! Because today was a happy day and we cuddled with mom a lot today. When it's 'one of those special days' mom often opens the bedroom window to get some fresh air into the room. This is when I come in! It seems like mom doesn't like it when I'm doing my stuff, because lately she is trying to barricade the window. I think it has something to do with me and my sister falling out of the window last summer. Pitts even took a stroll in the garden when mom wasn't at home and I think it kinda shocked mom. But we're sensible kitties! We can take care of ourselves...I think... So now she's putting all kinds of strange pots and cans in front of the window, preventing us from falling out of the window. (Don't ask me why we fall down in the first place...don't even go there). But thinking about, I kinda know where's she coming from and why she's worried. I know she loves us dearly and bla bla bla. I know it all, but that doesn't make it right! So, I planned a counter-attack! Three times in a row I kicked all the cans to the ground, unscrewing their lids. Weird plant-like things (dried herbs for Fuzzies) scattered all over the floor EQUALS angry mom! I wouldn't change a thing to my plan when I get the chance next time...:P

The Sheet Kitty

So, here I am again! Did you miss me? Other than my normal mischievous behaviour, my mom thought I was quite cute. Although I did cry a lot this week and wanted constant attention. But I guess mom is kinda used to that. I fill my days with strolling around, whining for food and digging holes in sheets.
I'd like to discuss the latter, because it remains to be a very peculiar hobby of mine. In the outside world I feel the urge to cry and so do I when I'm in my sheety fantasyworld (But I also love to play pranks on mom). This week mom was doing her strange stuff she always does in the bathroom :S. I suddenly started to cry and call for attention...then silence. Then mom appears, following the sound of my cries. (it wasn't April's Fool yet :P) But...she couldn't find me! hehehe, I was hidden. She called my name and strangely I always respond to that; giving away my hide-away. I wanted to greet her and show her what a good girl I was, but then I found myself stuck and tangled in the sheets! The horror! I started to cry and panic. Mom obviously saw the sheets moving frantically and I thought I could here her laugh. That's not fair! Mom carefully pulled away the sheets and the Poppy was free again at last! Mom saved the day!

Me Like Bunnies...Cages!

(Pitts says:)

The fuzzy still freaks me out, but I do love its hide-away! I love the straw underneath my soft kitty paws. Though it all smells kinda weird. When the fuzzy isn't watching I sneak into the fuzzy cage and make myself comfortable! My sister does this too, but she's too ashamed to admit it *giggle* She didn't want to be in the poster either!
But when I'm in the fuzzy cage and the fuzzy wants to get in I freak out! Then I don't know how fast I need to get out of there! I'm a silly kitten after all! Pshhtt, don't tell the others!

A lot of purrss from,

Pittsy

Conspiracy

(mom says:)

I'm beginning to suspect that the furry animal bunch is planning a CONSPIRACY! And it's not just those silly kitties, but my ratties as well! 0_0
You see, the kitties looove a certain kind of KITTY TREATS. They're from Whiskas. These are the only treats the fussy eaters die for. To keep the Whiskas treats safe from greedy kitty mouths I put it on top of the rattie cage. In the middle so the ratties couldn't touch it. And my cage is fairly huge, so I was sure they couldn't reach it.
A few days later... Benjamin actually spoiled things for them. he pointed out to an EMPTY kitty treats can. It was lying on the floor... Not a CRUMB to be found in there! So how did it get in the floor? Did the kitties whisper into the ratties' ears at night. Asking them to knock it down?? I think my kitties are as sneaky as that!

You'll never found out *smirk* But it sure was TASTY!
NOM NOM