Sadly, Scruffybutt passed away on August 4, 2008, in her 14th year. We miss her so much.


Add a comment October 1, 2008

Do cats come in purple?

Four days ago Mommy and Daddy left the house with a purple cat carrier. When they returned, they carried it upstairs, where Fuzzface lives (that’s the cat, Fuzzface.) The carrier looked heavy, the way Daddy held it. Ever since then, they’ve kept the door up there closed. There are strange noises coming from there. I think I caught a whiff of something new through the crack in the door.

I don’t know exactly what was in the carrier, but I suspect the worst.

11 comments September 5, 2007

What’s in a name?

Dobby tagged me!

RULES: Use the 1st letter of your name to answer each of the following…they have to be real places, names, things…nothing made-up! Try to use different answers if the person in front of you had the same 1st initial. You CAN’T use your name for the boy/girl name question.

What is your name? Scruffybutt (duh, this is “Scruffybutt’s Blog”)
4 letter word: Snag (don’t mean to brag, but I have a snaggle tooth.)
Vehicle: Stroller (Mommy said she’d get me one if it wasn’t so pathetic)
TV Show: Survivor (only because Mommy likes it)
City: Sweetwater (sounds like my kind of place)
Boy Name: Spike
Girl Name: Sha-sha
Alcoholic Drink: Shut up!
Occupation: Sniffer (that’s how I surf the net)
Something you wear: Sweater
Celebrity: See moi
Food: Smackos!
Something found in a bathroom: Smells.
Reason for being late:  Surfing the net

Cartoon Character: Scooby-doo
Something You Shout:  Stupid cat!

2 comments August 31, 2007

Eight things about Me-Me

I’ve been tagged with a “meme.” (That’s what people do when they want to know more about me-me.)

1. Mommy named me Lily. Daddy calls me Scruffybutt because I was the only bow-legged, snaggle-toothed scruffy-butted rugrat the SPCA had left. Mommy and Daddy are just lucky that way.

2. Once, Mommy caught me sitting on Harriett. (Mommy calls her laptop “Harriett.” No one knows why.) I do this whenever I can, just to remind Harriett that Mommy’s lap is MY rightful spot.

3. Daddy says I’m “cosmetically challenged.” That means you’d need a lot of cosmetics to compete with me.

4. Daddy also says I’m a Holy Terrier because I keep the feral cats away. Duh, it’s my job.

5. I’m not allowed to chase the stupid cat that lives with us. At least, not while Daddy or Mommy is looking. Heh.

6. Fred, the basset from across the street, has a crush on me. I ignore him.

7. I have to take Mommy walkies every day because she needs the exercise.

8. I surf the ‘net when we go walkies by keeping my nose to the ground. If Mommy did that, she wouldn’t need stupid Harriett.

5 comments July 29, 2007

This is more like it

Stupid Blogger removed my profile and the beautiful picture of me in my pink sweater* and replaced them with Mommy’s profile and picture. How stupid is that? Plus, it wouldn’t let WordPress import the content because my old blog wasn’t on a Gmail account. Even more stupidier.

I lost interest in blogging after that. What was the point if people thought my piles of wisdom were Mommy’s?

I’ll probably do some posts here now and then, just so you don’t miss out on any of the really important stuff that goes on around here.

* click on About and you can see it again.

4 comments May 8, 2007

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