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Carnival Fun at Wonderpurr.com
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True Confession: I Was Bamboozled by Slow Blinky Eyes
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The Lawn Ranger Rides
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#TheCatBall – We Figured It Out!
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Stories from The Whiner: Adult Defiance
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Stories from The Whiner: Monkey Toss
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Dori’s Command Performance: Purrple Underpants
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A Mother’s Day Reminder from Adorapurr
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Dori Wants Her #Smittens – Even When She’s Not a Good Girl
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A Poem for Wills on His Birthday

Carnival Fun at Wonderpurr.com

Hi Pals! It’s me, Dori *wavy paws* welcoming yoo to another beautiful day at our Wonderpurr Carnival. Can you smell the popcorn, corn dogs and fwied mouse noms dipped in cream (a request from Pwincess Erin.)

What do yoo love about Carnivals? I love the noms, of course, but I also love hanging out with my pals and having a wonderpurr time.

So who’s here for today’s Carnival?

@SundanceTheKid

@Frankencat1 – Belle & her fursibs Elle, Dora, Neil and Slash

@ChazzTheDog1 and his roomie Viggo

@TweetingTruman

@OneInThere – Barley

@NoCryBabyDogs Daffy and her little sisfur Mitzi

@ThatStripeyCat’s sisfur Leia

@HRMeownessWills and his little sisfur Katie

@BionicBasil

@ErintheCat1

@3Phibotticelli Sadie and Angel Phi

@MHMelbourne Greyson and Penny Lane

And the Wonderpurr Gang Herman @TattleCat, me @Adorapurr and Peaches, Opie and Candy.

Let the Fun Begin!

Bionic Basil, Princess Erin, Greyson and Penny Lane line up to get tickets. Uh oh…looks like HRMeownessWills is missing his little sisfur Katie who is napping inside the ticket booth.

 

Penny Lane and Greyson enjoy the Critter Go Round. Looks like Penny’s snail is faster than Greyson’s frog.

Everyone loves the Big Slide. Here’s Leia, Daffy, Basil and Erin. Uh oh, look out Basil. Daffy is coming down fast!

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True Confession: I Was Bamboozled by Slow Blinky Eyes

Happy Wednesday, Furends! It’s me, Dori. *wavy paws* Today my chat is about my experience with a real live Cat Whispurrer.

Anyone who knows me knows I don’t easily meet new hoomons. To me, a Stranger Danger alert means I dive under the couch the moment someone who doesn’t smell like my mom or dad walks in the door.

No offense to those who like kitties, but you have to go a long way to win my trust, and up till now no one…NO ONE…has won me over except for my mom and dad.

So a couple Sundays ago when my daddy went out of town for a week on biz, I was expecting to have my mom all to myself…except for Hwermie, Opie, Peaches, Dori (wait–that’s me), Frank, Chauncie Marie, Jack, Jesse, Nikolas (my daddy), Gidget, Candy and Elly, my newest little sister, and Chevy the new outdoor kid. Yup! My mom all to myself.

Except that didn’t happen. About two hours after Dad left, I was on my way from the bedroom to the living room when the front door opened and in walked …

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The Lawn Ranger Rides

Hi furends…It’s me, Dori, *wavy paws* welcoming you to another episode of Stories from The Whiner. I wasn’t borned yet when my pawrents lived on five acres in The Middle of Nowhere, Kentucky, so you will be devastated to know I will not be in these stories. I thought about suing, but Hwermie suggested I host this series. So for now, I’ve called off my lawyers.

The Story Behind the Story from The Whiner

Awhile back my pawrents left Florida because Dad got a job that actually paid enough for them to not only survive, but thrive. And by thriving…to Dad that meant going overboard on buying a house. Up until then they had been living inside a closet. So you might understand why he totally fweaked out and bought way more house than he and Mom needed. They only had 3 indoor kitties (Genny, Holly and Buddy) plus a six outdoor cats that they didn’t want to leave behind. It’s not like they needed a huge house like they do now with the feline explosion known world wide as The Wonderpurr Gang—-starring me, Dori. *wavy paws*

Anyway! Living in the country was fun at first. But then Mom realized that fun always came at a high price. Since she didn’t have a job or neighbors and had no one to vent to… she wrote a newsletter called The Whiner and sent it to anyone and everyone she’d ever known.

In this episode, you will remember my mom from the Sauerkraut Scandal in Adult Defiance. This time she’s been left unsupervised with heavy machinery. If you suspect wackiness will ensue…you’re right.

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#TheCatBall – We Figured It Out!

Ever hear the saying, “Life is a Ball?”  At The Cat Ball company, the hoomons know what they’re talking about.

Mom brought home this big red ball from Blogpaws. She knew I would be the first to claim it, and I was!

DORI: MY SECRET HIDEAWAY. NOBODY GONNA KNOW I’M IN HERE.

MOM SEZ THIS IS THE CHRISTMAS CAT BALL. PHOOEY! I THINK IT’S WONDERPURR ALL YEAR ROUND!

I DON’T WANT TO LEAVE MY CAT BALL, BUT I’M HUNGRY. I WONDER…DOES THE CAT BALL COMPANY PROVIDE NOM DELIVERY?

OPIE: FINALLY! I THOUGHT DORI WOULD NEVER LEAVE! OHHH. THIS IS SO COZY. AND BEST OF ALL, NO ONE CAN SEE ME.

WHAT ARE YOU LOOKIN’ AT? THIS IS MINE!

THIS CAT BALL IS PROBABLY THE COZIEST CATPARTMENT I’VE EVER ENJOYED. SOFT. SNUGGILY. THE PURRFECT SIZE, EVEN FOR A BIG BOY LIKE ME!

The Christmas Cat Ball® is an adorable special edition cat bed for your kitty. The Cat Ball designers paired crimson red panne velvet with cute calico cotton and added a white fur trim to each of the openings. The result is a totally cute Christmas cat cave to place under your tree…or on your bed in the summertime!

The Cat Ball® is a hexagonal modern cat bed design made of six thick foam panels. Our original cat cave design has two openings, one larger than the other: the small one is about 6″ and the larger one is about 10″. The bed diameter is 17″, the height is about 16″.

The Cat Ball® cat bed is compressible, washable and cats from all around the world love it.

Dori and Opie love their Cat Ball. And Mom loves it because it’s made in the USA! And best of all, you can get it on sale right now at TheCatBall.com.

Stories from The Whiner: Adult Defiance

Hi, it’s me, Dori *wavy paws* with another Story from The Whiner, a newsletter my mom used to write about her fish-out-of-water experiences of being a girl from the suburbs living in the country. Apparently there is a trick to doing it…and my parents were both severely clueless.

In this episode my Mom, Kimberley Koz, proves it is indeed possible to Age Without Brains. And now…Adult Defiance. Read More

Stories from The Whiner: Monkey Toss

Welcome to a new series on Wonderpurr.com called Stories from The Whiner.

Hi, it’s me. Dori. *wavy paws* As I didn’t make my debut into The Wonderpurr Gang until a couple years ago, I wasn’t a part of the Whiner stories. I thought seriously about suing…but then Hwermie suggested I host this series. I may still sue…but until I can scrape together more than two huge quarters to hire a lawyer (think they cost four huge quarters) I’m stuck doing this gig.

Today’s episode features Buddy, the most wonderpurr tabby that ever graced Mom’s life–except for me!

Diagnosed with diabetes at age 10, he lived to be 22. He traveled everywhere with my parents cuz he needed insulin shots, but that didn’t slow him down. In fact, here’s a photo of me and Buddy taken shortly after I joined the family:

Awww, I was so pwecious!

Anyway! In this episode, a much younger Buddy–about age 8, teaches my Mom about having fun with things you find lying around the house. And now…Monkey Toss! Read More

Dori’s Command Performance: Purrple Underpants

Let me entertain mew…. Let me make you smile.

Hi everyone, it’s me Dori! *wavy paws* I’ve been mobbed with requests to sing my hit song, Purrple Underpants for those who have never heard the song before. So, without further delay…

A Mother’s Day Reminder from Adorapurr

Hi everyone! It’s me, Dori. *wavy paws* I’m here to remind yoo that Sunday, May 14th is a special day. It’s Mother’s Day!

I’m a lucky girl to remember my birth mother. Her name was Annie, and she was black and beautiful! This is her:

This is me when I was a baby. Awww!

It happened one cold December night when Mom found me a Forever Home. She had scouted out the place first, checking out the lady who fed stray cats. That lady turned out to become my human mom. When she decided this would be the purrfect place to… um… dump her kids (cuz she was a hippie-type cat and wanted to be free!) she brought me and my fursibs Patsy, Kepurr and Kopea, along with my daddy, Nikolas, to what’s now my house.

My soon to be human mom took us in, and got most of us homes. She loved me the mostest, so I was plucked from the group (as my fursibs were kinda sorta FERAL) and along with my daddy, we got to stay. My mom and daddy were released into our yard, but while daddy loved having food and shelter, my fur mom Annie wanted to run away to a kitty commune where they sat around a campfire singing Kum By Yah and smoking kitty hooch.

I recall the last time I saw Mom. We had a meal in the upstairs cat room along with daddy Nikolas and my twin Patsy.

Like I said, after she was released, Mom left. Patsy also left. She got adopted by a neighbor. But I was lucky to stay, and lucky to still see my daddy who started a Garage Band with Peaches’ son, Jesse. At night I sometimes hear them playing mewsic. Not wussy indoor cat mewsic, but real mewsic like by Journey, Creedence and ZZ Top.

We didn’t have much time together. Maybe 100 days. And honestly I don’t recall her purr or rough tongue. But she gave birth to me, and that makes her very special. I know we aren’t all lucky to remember our fur moms. Most of us don’t even remember the day we found our Forever Homes. But that shouldn’t mean we don’t take a moment every May and say a paw prayer that we were blessed to be adopted.

So for those of you who don’t know who your real mother’s are, or what happened to them, make sure you honor them by giving your human mom extra purrs of thanks.

Dori Wants Her #Smittens – Even When She’s Not a Good Girl

Hi! It’s me, Dori. *wavy paws* Lately I’ve been thinking about how I only get my favorite tweats ~ Smittens! ~ when I’m a good grrrl.  I don’t think that’s fair. I mean, I’m a good grrrl on most days. But what about those days when I accidentally bweak something? Not on purrpose! It’s not my fault Mom’s tchotchkes are so poorly made that they explode when they hit the floor.

So, I’m thinking of starting a pwotest over being denied my Smittens whenever I feel in the mood to nom their fishy goodness.

Wait. What? Yoo haven’t heard about my favorite tweats? Well, gather awound, pals and let me meow about them.

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“Smittens treats are made by The Honest Kitchen. They are cute, heart-shaped and crunchy, all very impawtent to me. They are also 100% grain-free, made from pure, wild, line-caught Haddock from the pristine waters off the coast of Iceland, all very impawtent to my meowmy.”

Dori-tastes-Smittens-700x465 “I understand these tweats are made wif no fillers or by-products. Just pure 100% dehydrated Haddock, packaged in the U.S.A. The Honest Kitchen didn’t get its name by being sneaky, and that’s the troof!”

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“I’d like to thank the Academy… I mean, Chewy.com for sending me dis package of Smittens. Eating Smittens tweats is like a pawty in my mouf. Smittens also makes my tummy happy. If you want a pawty in your happy tummy, visit Chewy.com and tell them Dori sent you.”

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A Poem for Wills on His Birthday

Today was supposed to be my Pwince Honeysmoochies birthday. You know him as Wills @HRMeownessWills. But he was called Over the Rainbow Bridge way too soon. I can’t send him pawsents anymore, but instead I wrote him a poem. I hope he likes it.

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