Spoiled Rotten :)

Much to their delight, the play zone for the kitties was expanded (thank you, Daddy!). Two more tunnels were attached, allowing the cubes to be separated. Pixie and Ore both jumped at the chance to play in the newly expanded play area. And yep, their emery boards came in last week. Oreo uses it properly. Pixie mainly just rubs her face on it. But the toy, which is detachable, they LOVE! Pixie's good about getting nails clipped, well it's easier for Mom to clip Pixie's claws. Oreo, on the other hand, it's good he uses the board to file his claws down. Cuz, man, those suckers hurt when we play! Anywho. :P Our babies are spoiled rotten and they know it. Only bummer thing is, now Oreo won't get to do that weird run in circles thing he did the other day. Running in one cube opening and out the other (same cube) and around and around he went. :P It was hilarious, too bad the camera was out of reach. :P

We also got them grass they can eat. Oreo LOVED it last time we got it. This time, I guess he's not as interested. It's Pixie's turn to love it now. :P But she has to be supervised. She will make an absolute mess, pulling out grass and dirt and spreading it all over the place. Not to mention, if she's not watched, she just keeps eating and eating and eating! Which, okay, that's what it's for, but not all in one sitting! :P After taking a bunch of pics of her, I walked away to show Mom. I couldn't have been gone that long, but when we both came out to the kitchen, there was grass all over the floor and Mom had to try and reconstruct the little grass patch with what was left. :P Whoops! We don't keep it on the floor. Oreo can get at it on the windowsill over the kitchen sink, but he doesn't go to town on it like she does. :P

The big spoiled brat has been acting brattier than usual. He's taking to bugging Pixie to the point of her being almost pushed off the bed. I mean it's not like Garfield and Odie or anything. But he tries to get her to play when they're both on mom's bed. And I guess she just scoots away from him until she's got no where but off to go. But when he's just sleeping or laying there, he looks like a sweet little angel....the punk. :P He also yells at Mom... When she's up late and he wants to get in bed, he yells at her. When he wants cookies (cat treats) and she's not moving fast enough, he'll yell. :P Heck, even when we walk in a room he's sleeping in, he'll look up at us and "mmm", the kitty equivalent of grunting his displeasure? :P And yet, he's not a grumpy cat. He wants alot of loving and he's sooo affectionate. Yep, while we may call him a brat in one minute, we're going "awww" in the next. :P Punk, knows it too.

I'm spoiled too. I got this beautiful new computer. I got this new to me camera. I get a couple new movies here and there. Mom and I both get trated to dinners now and then. Sunday breakfasts out with Dad... Yep, my Daddy spoils me. And just in case I wasn't spoiled enough, I indulged myself by purchasing a season of  a TV series I like, a couple movies, and a CD (the Avatar soundtrack, did I mention I was obsessed?) all within the last five days. Oh, and I'm still setting aside money to go to the movies, to see Avatar. So, yeah, I'm spoiled rotten. Spoiled rotten or really blessed. Although I somehow don't think God blesses people with "unecessary things". :P