thank you!

Thank you efurrybuddy for all of the furry thoughtful "Gotchya Day" wishes!

did you see dat . . . ?!?!?

hmmm, dis bag seems familiar . . .

(two pics on top, Fwankwin today; two pics below, Fwankwin at 6 weeks - almost two years ago . . . sigh)

seriously - today is "Internations Box Day"?!?!?

Gracie couldn't be more excited! (Notice poor Twizzy trying to sneak past her in the 3rd photo.)

here's the deal . . .

Hey efurrybuddy, Jack Ma-Tack here . . .

Just wanted to clear up some confusion on Fwankwin's post re: Gracie's destructive tendencies. Yes, it is indeed a scratching box which means it is made for scratching. What our crazy little sisfur does is bite/chew things to death. Biting a scratching box makes it unusable much faster. This upsets Twizzy & Fwankwin 'cause they actually use the scratching box for it's intended purpose . . . if it's "bwoken", they hafta wait for our momma to go buy a new one. (Sometimes she's kind'a lazy 'bout that . . . )

So anyhoo, that's the "issue" . . . don't know why the other guys don't just tear-up the carpet like I do - keeps things much simpler! >^..^<

see what she does . . . ?!?!?

This morning, Gracie did this to a purrfectly new scratching box . . . we can't have anything nice.

It's a girl!

Hi! I'm Gracie! I adopted my mom & dad last October. A very nice lady at our vet saw me living in a boat in a marina yard. I had quite a few siblings, but I was the only one clever enuff to come over to say "hello" to the nice lady. I was only 12 weeks old, but I was already furry self-sufficient.

I didn't know that I would live in a home with 3 boys (btw: boys smell funny) . . . but I can hold my own with my brothers. Don't get me wrong - I am all girl. My mom & dad say that I'm a Pirate Princess . . . tuff, but still dainty. Sometimes when I'm especially destructive, my mom asks me to try to be "a little more Princess, a little less Pirate."

My favorite thing to destroy is cardboard. I'll try to share some photos of my most creative destructions later.

Well, I hafta go destroy something . . . it was a pleasure to meet you!