Friday kitteh blogging, teh return

Bouncing doggies, we haz dem

via sully.

Forclosure kittehs

Bobcats forclose on tuscan house

With real estate values plummeting and foreclosed homes sitting empty, a family of bobcats apparently decided the time was right to pounce.

So last week, they slipped out of the parched foothills of Lake Elsinore and into a spacious, vacant home in well-groomed Tuscany Hills.

Residents of the development got their first look Aug. 27 when the feline squatters -- at least two adults and three kittens -- lolled atop a wall outside the Spanish-style house.

I love me some tufted eared kittehs.

Maxx!!!

I want to thank all the faithful plushy-ites who have been coming here faithfully, everyday, to get their plushy fix, only to find that your host is still stuck in publishing hell.

My apologies - I had hoped I would be able to dig myself out a little sooner. Never fear! the girls are fine (though a little sad that I am working so much, Ripley is developing separation anxiety), I've just been getting home too late (often after 8:00 or 9:00 pm) and been too tired to take pictures. In spite of the girls natural beauty, it's a time consuming activity.

In the mean time, here's some Maxx to tide you over (one of my all time favs). And please, make a centaur happy - give what you can to the Obama campaign. If you can't give money, give some time, or register to phone bank (you can do it from your home! technology!!) or talk to your neighbors.

Please, do what you can to pitch in. Winning this fall isn't going to be enough. We need to CRUSH them and grind them under our heels (figuratively, of course). We need to make sure they know that when we say, "ENOUGH!!" we mean it.

BTW, let me know what you're doing in comments. After a mere hour of watching the RNC this evening, I was ready to take a hostage.

And not in a good way.

Get your torches and your pitchforks ready, and let's take back our fucking country.