Oh drool.. Boss Scratch is back from his three and a half month hiatus from Blogstream, no more free reign in the tomb for the boys and me. and on top on that he's laying down the law. Boss says that money is getting tight and we all have to do our part to cut back. time to tighten up the ol money belt boys! oh drool this IS bad! I may actually have to get a job. hmmmmm. I wonder what Kinda job an out of work tiger could get? I've narrowed my search down to two.

I could be an ACTION MOVIE STAR!

Tigerine! ohhhh I like it!



OR....

I could be a.. RAP STAR!!

MC TIGER!



Oh yeah! and my cousin George is a great singer! him and me could do a duet even..



Oh drool.. all of this talk about work has made me one tired tiger.. I think I need a nap.

Oh Drool, yet another in a long line of boring days, boss Scratch is resting with Doctor Feelgodess. The big Dope Asa flew to Europe someplace. And now its clouding up out here and it appears to be getting ready to snow. Oh drool, so much for my afternoon naptime. Maybe I’ll go check the fridge and see if Scratchman cooked anything today.



Damn.. I hope there's something good to eat in there.



Hey I smell chocolate. What? Those look like… like.. what? Brownies?? Oh cool Scratchman made Brownies?? Oh those look delicious! Devine even, but if I eat them he’ll skin me alive.. Well maybe just one or two.. Dozen wouldn’t hurt. He’ll never even miss them.. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.. Brownies!!!! Hey whats in these things anyways? They taste kinda funny.. Whoa.. I feel.. Funnnneeeee….



BwaaaaHahahahahahah!! look its a purple mouse wearing a pink tuxedo!! HAAAAAAAAAA too funny!! welp!! time for another Brownie or ten.



Damn those are sure some good Brownies... I wonder what Scratch put in them?? oh well maybe I try to go back to sleep now.

Ahhh.. Christmas Time.. the one time of year that you humans go Ga GA over that I can actually tolerate. candy canes.. ginger bread cookies.. fruit cake.. that mistletoe stuff doesn't taste very good though. well I have my place all decorated now, so its outside to find a good christmas tree!

oh Drool! its really cold out here. I hope I find the right tree soon.



Hey whats that over there? my.. it looks like... (Slurp) a Tasty little- Err. I mean a cute little bunny rabbit!!!



Damn!! bunny rabbits sure are fast!! and who knew that they could throw Snow Balls!!!



Merry Christmas Blogstreamers!!

Dear friends of Blogstream, it is I am sad to say, a dark time here on our beloved Stream, for in our midst lies a terrible dark secret. Our Beloved Miss Bella.. Is.. Oh drool.. Must I say it? A.. A.. A.. Junkie! Alas sad to say tis true.. Oh Drool.. So true. She has become shamelessly addicted to Reese’s Peanut butter cups.. I know this will be hard for many of you to believe but there are witnesses who have seen her going around to blogs panhandling for Reese’s. she even threatened to blow up the Statue Of Liberty if Mister Wayf didn’t pay her off with Some Reese’s, and now she has even resorted to charging admission to gain access to her blog by charging two Peanut butter cups for one viewing!

As painful as it is for me to relive in order to help Bella I have decided to share my own story with my struggles with my own dependency. As many of you know I had a serious problem for awhile there with Clam dip dependency. My first foray into the underworld of Clamdipping began at a friends house. It started out all innocent enough, just a little harmless fun, just a few friends out to have a good time, and then I ran into another puddy Tat who innocently came up to me and asked.. Say P? have you ever tried.. Dipping? So he slipped me a can of O’Flanagan’s seafood surprise Clamdip. I dipped one.. Then another.. And then another.. And before I knew it I was a full blown Junkie!

I started out slow but before I knew it I could no longer control my urges and began to break into any old blog to ransack the refrigerator. I was stealing just to get my fix. And although I never admitted it until now, I even stole a pair of Doctor Feelgodesse’s white laced panties and tried to sell them on Ebay so I could buy more Clam dip. Oh sure.. I told myself that I could quit anytime I wanted to, but I was living a lie. I had a problem until finally Sherry ratted me out to Scratch and he had me committed to the Sock’s Clinton center for Clam dip dependency. Miss Bella Please seek help.. Please. I know you think that you can control this terrible addiction but you can’t do it alone sweetie.. You need help. Face it you will be stronger in the end, have yourself committed before Sherry rats you out to the fuzz. I hope this helps you to realize that you have a problem.

Sincerely.

Mister P. Cat.

Oh Drool.. Boss Scratch is convinced that this whole fiasco is my fault. and if I don't behave I'm going back to the joint. or worse he's going to have me fixed. whatever that means. Hmmm thats strange though, I don't recall being broken, so why would I need to be fixed? Oh drool its that big dope Asa's fault, he's always had it in for me, I'll just bet that HE put that Sherry cherry person up to this. oh well whats a Pussy cat to do? guess I'll just hang out and listen to some tunes.