Yesterday afternoon, I realized that this was around the time we adopted Purrburger. A quick check of my saved photos showed that I completely missed her “gotcha” day. She was about a year old when we adopted her, so we also celebrate it as her birthday. We love you, Purrburger. Thank you for making our…
Purrburger
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Life as an Army brat cat
Hey, there. Purrburger here again. I’m writing to you from my new home, though I’m not totally certain where we are. They keep calling it Colorado, but I’m a cat and I don’t know what that means. All I know is that I spent 3 days trapped in the Terror Dome before I could finally…
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Who needs kids when you have a cat?
This cat is a never-ending source of activity. Her monthly date at the groomer’s dawned, so I retrieved her kennel from the basement. She saw it and quickly wandered away. Normally, I set it out early, so she doesn’t run away and hide right when we need to leave. Ten minutes or so before we…
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Life as a grandcat
It’s Purrburger here today. I’m hijacking Mommy’s blog, so I can share my adventures in our new house. These days, life is pretty good. I miss Daddy, but I have two new humans to cater to my every whim. And they’re much more willing to feed me than Mommy. 5:30 am. Time for my…
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Burger birthday
A year ago today, Mac and I took a break from unpacking our apartment in Georgia to grab lunch. We went to a shopping center in Evans that happened to have a PetCo, so we stopped in to see if they had any animals. An hour or so later, we walked out carrying this little…
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A place for Purrburger
I must say I’m quite glad we didn’t invest in a cat bed for the Purrburger. This cat has a penchant for sleeping in the oddest places. How about a box of wrapping paper and tissue paper? Or a folded up Christmas tree? Hmmm, methinks that’s a shoe box? The Burger has a thing for clean…