Mr. Echo is Meezerboy:
I'm a 3 yeer old chocolate point siamese. Thanks to Texas Siamese Rescue I adopted a couple of humans June 3rd, 2006 and we have an agreement that my purrs are payment for a lifetime of care. I'm one lucky littelschitt. I have a really fun housesister named Tennessee. She's a girl tuxedo cat and I let her play on my blog on Toosdays.
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The Birthday Gurl
Happy Birthday to Me!
I'm smiling becuz my birthday has startid off grate!
I'm two yeers old today!
Lotsa fun things are happnin today. My birthday startid with a pressint from my bruther. Echo got me a mousie! I dunno whare he kot it. Izzint it a funny lookin mousie? Who efur herd of a mousie with fevvers? It shurr is fun to put the bitey on!
I'm gonna git extra Temptayshuns today and Daddy is gitting me a new toy.
Pretty shure it's not sumthing crappy like going to the vet.
Echo invited me to play the Flingamahstring musheen, but he pritty much jes watched me play with it.
I kinda hogged it, but that's okay. It's my birthday!
I like to hide behind the door and surrpurrize the string. Echo tot me this moove. 
But the string ketchin backstroke moove is all mine.
Is it Temtayshuns time yet? Cuz I herd a roomer I wood git extras today. 
This Wuz A Furst...
This weekend me and Tenny saw sumthing in our howse we haff nefur seen beforr. It wuz small. It smelled diffrint. It made meowy noizis and skeels. We diddint know whut to make of it.
It wuz a blurp!
Neether me or Tenny had bin so klose to a blurpy thing. We mite git one at the door lookin fur candy a kupple times a yeer but thay haff nefur bin inside our howse beforr.
His name is Evvin. Tenny went ofur to introdoose herself. He pointid out his fingur and sed "Yoo is in charge".
So with an understanding reeched, I sat bak and watched him play with my toys. I wuz, in a wurd: fassinaytid!
He liked my turboskratchers.
I even let him play with my tunnel.
He sed I kood play with his toys. I liked the brite paintjob on this hot rod doon buggy.
I kept my distinse but he wuz a vary intristing gest. Problee the most intristing gest we haff efur had. I nefur let him outta my site! Beforr he went home, Tenny tole him she wuz glad he came to see us becuz we had nefur met a blurpy thing beforr. I thnk he liked us too.
Maybe the next time I see a blurpy thing I wont be so skairt!
Lawn Chare!!!!
And a extra tip of the mug to Skeezix, err McSkeezix, hoo jes sellabraytid his fourth yeer of blogging.
I gots a speshul mug for this okayshun...
...and Skeezy's favrite: Muther's Milk!
Tenny got in the speerit. She sez "Céad míle beannachta" !
Tenny kot Daddy reeding Skeezy's blog. Seems he's becom a fan too! We played the trivia game Skeezix had for his blogoverserry and Daddy let us know when a new kwestion wuz reddy. He wantid to send his reegards to Skeezy's famly.
Daddy made a new drink tonite. He wantid to make a "Blak and Tan" but the storr wuz out of Harp wich is the beer yoo need if yoo is gonna make an authentick Blak and Tan. When he came home with the Ginnis he still made a Blak and Tan but he used Sam Adams in place of the Harp. He sed it wuz good and called it a "Boston Black Eye".
Mommy gave away all the McSkeezix buttons we bot. She gave em to sooshi chefs, a poeker deeler, a cat lover, and sum peeple she makes kitty cat food munneys with. Mommy drinks a toest to Skeezix too. He's bin a reel inspurrayshun to lotsa kitties and thare peeple. He makes us laff and we cry with him sumtimes too. If thare wuz a hall of fame for cats he wood deserve to be in it simply fur his tireless wurk in his investigayshuns of the vishus deer thret and helping us stay vigilint. (And speshul thanks to Mao and Rocky fur thare repellunt. Thare's no tellin how many innosint tender yung lives has bin saved...)
So to Skeezix, Mao, Rocky, Trip, The Food Lady and Mr. Tasty Face we all toest yoo!
Sláinte agus táinte!!!
Fluffy Klowds
All kitties haff a need to eckspress arr selves now and then. Its a grate way to stay bizzy when yur peeple are not around to provide entertainmint and yoo haff sum time to kill between naps.
Today me and Tenny took on an art project we haff called "Fluffy Klowds". It's bin klowdy, rainy and cold all day so we wuz trying to make a pitchur of a sky with fluffy klowds. Tenny got the door open to whare the arrt papur is.
Tenny bit and bunnykikkt the papur roll. She is reely good at it. If yoo haff efur bin to a house trashing pawty yoo may haff seen her wurk. I am proud of my sisfur. I haff nefur bin much of a shreddur.
Can yoo beeleeve this fluffy is a hole of art papur?
So with the fluffy klowds kumpleet we jes had to arrange them on our canvuss.
I wuz thinking of a warm sunny day. Laying on my bak on the grass and examining the patterns of the klowds. Sumtimes thay look like animals. Do yoo see sumthing in the klowds?
Daddy sed bad wurds so eether he saw sumthing he diddint like in the klowds or he thinks he is sum kinda art kritic.
I think this shood be hanging in the Loove.
Springtime Is All Ofur My Tree!
I gots to go to the outtadoors yesterday. It wuz nice. Daddy took pitchurs and Mommy held me. The noizes kinda skairt me but I used all my braves becuz I am a mancat and I wantid to be whare my peeple were dooing things in our yard.
I reely wantid to git a good look at my tree. It's called a Bradford Pare. Sum peeple also call them Callery Pares.
Get me closer Mommy, I gotsta give these flowers a sniff...sumthing smells like sumthing I like.
Yes, it duz smell fishy. But this tree is not fur eetin. It is whut thay call ornah mentill.
Even tho it is called a pare tree, it duzzint grow reel pares, just hard nobbie things that birdies eet in the fall. When a tree is ornah mentill that meens it izzint good fur innything ixcept beeing pritty. Our tree has a pritty shape and turns lotsa colors in the fall.
When the springtime comes the tree gits lots and lots of fluffy wite flowers. I think thay are pritty. But the bad thing is, thay don't last fur long. So it's a good thing I came outside today to appresheeate its byooty and fragranse beforr thay go away.
The wind is blowing hard and howling thru the top of the tree. It makes the wite pedduls fly around. It almost looks like snow. Pritty.
I want to git a bedder look. Boost me higher Mommy. Higher!
Evry yeer the tree gits bedder. When it wuz a baby tree it wus thin and tall and almost died once. But it's bin heer twice as long as me and it's pritty purrfeckt now. Me and the tree haff sumthing else in common...
We're both natives of the far east. My origins are with the Siamese and this tree's origins are in Korea and China. Do yoo think I make these flowers look good? 
I hope yoo haff enjoyed my tree! 
Drenched In Morning Rays...
I hope yoo is all haffing a grate weekend! I gots to go outside yesterday. I will show yoo pitchurs tomorrow!
Silly Pitchur Day
Lookit me! I'm hanging from the seeling!
Or am I?
Home From the Vet
Kawshun: if yoo is skweemish dont reed any furthur!
This haz bin the most meezerabull birthday efur. Mommy tried to say it wuz my "spa day" but she knew I wuzzint buyin it. I got shoved in my plastick bocks and had to ride in the Shevvie to Dr. Bobo's offise. Kin I tell yoo how skairt I wuz when Mommy jes left me thare?
Gittin my teeth kleened wuzzint fun AT ALL. But at leest I'm home now and Dr. Bobo sez my teeths are jes fine. No cavvatees or problims at all. Ya wanna see? I gots proof! Thay took pitchurs of my hairowing ordeel.
Can yoo beeleeve it? First thay stuck me with needuls. I got reel sleepy and passt out. Then when I wuz helpliss thay put a toob down my throte and a stick in my mouth to keep it open so thay kood skrape the junk off my beautipuss chompers. Yes, that's reely me! Dr. Bobo gave these pitchurs to my Mommy. Some kind of sick sooveneer I gess.
And look! Thay stoled my furs!
Mommy even pade them extra munneys for that. Frankly, I'm a palled. Sumthing about extra precaushuns for an eye vee so if sumthing went rong thay kood fix it faster and it wood be safer. Oh, and it's also imbarrasing to be walkin around with a haff nekkid leg. At leest Tenny knows bedder than to laff or hiss at the vet stink I got all ofur me.
I've also bin starved since last nite but thay sed I'm not suppost to eet nuthin til later. Yood think aftur all I'd bin throo...
...Mommy wood give me jes a little sumthin. Jes a few fishy flakes to tide me ofur? Havvint I sufferd enuf?
Appairently I haff. I'm tellin ya, that wommin bedder be comin throo the door with sumthing from Cat Connection tomorrow...
Some Birthday Pressint THIS Is...(UPDAYTID!)
Open Wide...
Do thees teeths look okay to yoo?
Thay feel okay to me! But Mommy sez I gotta gits them kleened. So I'm gonna be at the vet's all day.
AND I DON"T WANNA GO!!!!
But I know Mommy is rite.
I'm 32 yeers old now so it's time for me to haff sum deep kleening of my teeths. And since Siamese haff a histree of problems with thare teeths it's importint I take care of the ones I haff. When I had my last checkup the vet sed I haff a littel chip on one of my fangs so he sed that for my neckst birthday I shood haff my furst dental checkup. Yoo see, Febrooairy wuz Pet Dental Helth month so thats when my vet kleens teeths for less munnies. (Yah, I know it's reely March now but when Mommy called to make the pointmint he diddint haff time to kleen my teeths til today. But he will still do it for less munny. )
But heer's whut reely stinks. This is my birthday pressint! Not fare!
No wait. Heer's whut reely stinks. I kant eet or drink til I come home! Not fare!
Mommy sez after today I will haff had bedder dental helth than she haz. Not fare!
I'll let ya know later how it went...
UPDAYT 1pm CT
by Tenny
When I saw the PTU I wondered if it wuz fur me. I ran and hid. Echo shooda come with me. Thay stufft him in it and he cride. He cride harder when he herd Daddy give me my morning Temptayshuns and Mommy put the food bak in the bowl. I kinda feel bad fur him cuz I know how hungree we both wuz by this mornin. We took turns waking up Mommy to tell her but she iggnorrd us.
She sed sum nonsense about this beein harder on her than it is on us.
*pfft!
And heer I am all by myself today wile Echo is gittin his teeth kleened.
But I won't be alone fur long. Echo got throo the teeth kleening jes fine and is waking up. I hope the spottid mousies were thare to greet him and keep him kumpnee. Mommy sez she will bring him home in a kupple hours and I am under strickt orders not to hiss at him.
You know I will anyways cuz I hate the vet smell.