Sunday, September 11, 2011

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"I AM NOT A CROOK!" so Why I Gotta Resign?

The Blehmster finally called me a guinea pig: MISSION ACCOMPLISHED!
Dear MODS,

What a great trip this has been, Blogging here on behalf of the Black Sheep Nation! If ya gotta be a sheep, be a BLACK SHEEP! That's what I always sez!

The time has come for me to resign as your czar, dictator, despot, autocrat, king, totalitarian ruler, imperialist, supreme Emperor of all things MOD, and Best Ever Guinea Pig in the Whole World including Things Within and Things Yet to be discovered in the Known and Unknown Universe! My modest humility prevents my listing the endless accomplishments I have achieved, but the one I must mention is that Eric once called me a guinea pig instead of a hamster. Hence, my work here is done.

Mom and the vet feel the time has come for me to relinquish my autocratic Rule over the MOD Kingdom to focus, instead, on my health. They are full of it! How dare they! I have spondylosee-dosee-do and my spine is fusing from my pretty bottom upwards and - yeah, talk about NERVE?! - THE "C" word has been mentioned and not in polite whispers, either! Cancer: BRING IT! GONNA GET YA, GONNA GET YA GOOD!

I have had so much fun being here I can't believe they're making me quit, like, what?

(What to say, what do the great Presidents say? THINK! THINK! Oh, RIGHT!)

"I am NOT a crook!" Yet I must resign.

"I did NOT have sex with that woman!" Yet I ain't goin' nowhere.

Let's see, let's see...aww, Bloody HORK!  I got nothin'!

Guess it really is time to go: There is a silver lining! Guess who is in LURVE?
Mom put me out with Coconut, the only gentlewoman of the Herd and I chased
her and humped her and had so much fun! She flirted and flirted, then she chased
me and the fur on her neck stuck up as we played and when she was done with -
oh, right! (ya, mebbe it is time to go) BONDING, right, that: when she was done
with my gregarious bonding, she lunged at me, the hussy! Now I am in love.
The biggest problem we been havin' lately is my refusal to drink water. This
morning mom woke up to a sound she had never heard, and it worried her.
Turned out that hussy in the adjacent cage living with MacNutPie was telling me
to drink my water! The nerve! She went directly to her own water bottle, started
drinking, then gave me "the eye" so I obeyed and started drinking, too. Mom
could NOT freakin' believe her eyes!

So, between stupis illness and falling in love, I must hereby, forthwith, commencing
now, resign my post as Autocratic Dictator-in-Chief of Candles' Blog until Candles
returns knowing the rest of you will rush like hordes of lemmings to replace me and
install y'selves in what I can only describe as an impending MOD coup d'etat!
Knock y'selves out! Already got Anderson Cooper on the phone to send him, just
don't touch his pretty, pretty face like they did in Cairo, he didn't like that!

Who loves ya, baby?

YumYum loves ya! Now, for the counter insurgency!!!!
(Or Coconut, me sure loves me my "bonding!")

Your Beloved, Cherished, Adored, humble servant,

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Saturday, September 10, 2011

Ghostly Legs Inspire Caption Contest

After donning the required uniforms, Molly and McGee

(holding talons) uttered the magic words:

Beam us up, Scotty


Glowz’s exquisite spider web artwork was an obvious caption contest choice, but leave it to Kestra to add bits and pieces that increased the level of difficulty several-fold! PhilJustPhil’s winning entry alluded to both the ghostly image and the empty boxes, and was an overwhelming favorite with the Movie Night voters. Congratulations, Phil!

This week’s other finalists were:

Can you see me now? (JanKW)

I am the leggs of owlets past.

You need to let the MODS back in immediately

or I will haunt you forever. (Marilyn 173)

"Apparition Display" Do NOT touch the glass!

Vintage Leggs McGee Summer of 2010 (gmarch53)

Congratulations to all the finalists!

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Cujo Hits The Big Time

Thursday, September 8, 2011


Shortly after starting this blog thingy, I started receiving requests to turn it into a book thingy.

I pondered this.

Then one day my female two legger told me that it was time to "Poop or get outta the kitchen".

No, that's not right. Maybe she said "If you can't stand the heat, get outta the litterbox".

I don't remember which, but I recall there was a metaphor involved.

Doesn't matter. What does matter is this:

Yup, it is done and on sale today. 

You can buy it in large format paperback, ebook or Kindle. I am providing the link thingies below, and I will also put a link thingy to the right of the blog thingy which I am told is the proper placement for link thingies. It is currently being sold through the publisher's website ( as well as It should be on Barnes and Noble's website soon.

Any and all feedback will be tolerated.
Cujo, we're all very proud of you!  To any MODs that aren't currently following our favorite feline friend... go now and subscribe.  Please.  Thank you!

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Movie Night MODs Send the Owl Box Off With Humor

Well Molly, I’ve taken inventory of all the equipment and

I’ve run every test I know of. I still have NO IDEA

why we are off the air! (MsRumsey)

Testing the old adage that laughter is the best medicine, Molly Movie Night MODs offered a their humorous takes on this shot of Molly and McGee on their porch the night before the Owl Box went dark. In a close race, movie goers chose MsRumsey’s interpretation, which had Molly and McGee trying their best to get back on air!, as this week’s winners.

Farewell, Molly and McGee, fly strong and free. We Molly Movie Night MODS hope to have a chance to see you again some day.

And to Carlos, Donna, Eric, John, Austin, Chris, and Barbara, should any of you happen upon our humble little blog… thank you for everything!

A record twenty-five MODs sent in entered this week’s caption contest! This week’s other finalists are:

McGee: This is it, dear. Our last hurrah, the big finale, the curtains goin' down!!"

Molly: Oh, shut up and go get me dinner! (PhilJustPhil)

Please Carlos Not Yet! Babies are coming we promise! (Paula2473)

Okay, at the count of three,

Get ready, Get set,