Oh, you’ve already met them? Well, prepare to learn more about this fun-loving furry family known as the Four-Legged Furballs.
Funny Farmer Felines: Please introduce yourself and your human.
Evan: I’ll start. After all, I’m the oldest. Well, pup Astrid is actually the oldest, but only by 2 months, which rounds down to 0, so that doesn’t count anyway. Also, she’s a dog, so there goes that. To begin, thank you for interviewing us, Funny Farmer Felines! I’m Evan, a handsome orange tabby boy, and I’m 4 years young. Oh, and I also happen to be hind limb paralyzed, thanks to a coyote that I met when I was 6 weeks old. No worries, though, I still love to play and run and even climb! I also don’t mind that I’m paralyzed because that’s how I met my mom. I really, really like my mom. I’m pretty sure she’s a crazy cat lady.
Thimble: It’s my turn, Evan! I’m Thimble. I’m a grey tabby beauty, really pretty, adorable, and just very cute. I know this because my mom tells me every day. I’m a youthful 3 years of age, but I don’t look a day over 1. I love to play and demand baby food. I always get my way. Always.
Eddy: Is it just us here? No strangers lurking about? Because if there are strangers, I’m going under the bed. Oh, no strangers, you say, Mom? Okay, good. Well, in that case, I’m Eddy. Don’t let the name fool you, though. I’m a girl. I’m a brown tabby, 2 years old, and I really like to play and to run really, really, really fast. I also like to bounce off of walls. Well, as long as there are no strangers around. If there are strangers, I’m just going to hide under my mom’s bed, because, well, stranger danger is for real.
Funny Farmer Felines: If you have any furry siblings, please introduce them too.
Evan: We have a puppy sister, the one I mentioned earlier. Her name is Astrid, and she’s 4 years old like me. She’s kind of a giant, but she really likes cats. I don’t blame her. We’re pretty pawsome.
Thimble: Oh, and one of my blood brothers lives with us. His name is Toby, and he owns my Auntie (my mom’s sister). I have 2 other blood brothers, too, and they own my Gammy and Pawpaw (my mom’s mom and dad).
Funny Farmer Felines: How did you all come to live together?
Evan: I met my mom when I was 6 weeks old. Remember that coyote I told you about just a bit ago? Well, it got into a barn where I was living when I was a kitten, but the details are all pretty fuzzy for me. No pun intended. All I know is that my back legs haven’t worked right since. After it happened, some kind people came along and put me in a carrier and left me at the front door of a cat clinic, which is where my mom worked at the time. There was a note attached to the carrier, which is how my mom knows what happened to me. Long story short, I sort of won my mom over and she took me home.
Thimble: I lived in a bucket for 3 days, way back when. How’s that for an origin story? I think I was something like 3 weeks old at the time. Some guy found me and my 3 blood brothers under his porch, and so he put us in a bucket and just sort of kept us there. Luckily, my mom’s grandma lived next door to this guy and found us in that bucket before it was too late. She immediately went out and got us some kitten milk replacer and started bottle-feeding us. Not long after, she gave us to my mom, with the intent of her taking us to the local shelter. But, instead, my blood brothers and I all ended up staying in the family.
Eddy: My mom seems to have a thing for kitties who are specially-abled, or so I’m told, and she reached out to one of the local rescue groups to find out if they had any such kitties in need of being adopted. They told her they had a kitten with a head tilt, and who kept spinning in circles. That kitty was me. I don’t spin in circles anymore, but I still have my head tilt, as well as facial nerve paralysis that gives me a pretty pawsome permanent smirk.
Funny Farmer Felines: Do you have any nicknames?
Evan: I like when my mom calls me Bubby. I have no idea what it means, but I like it. Oh, and Baby Boy. I really like that, too. Not that I’m a baby or anything like that, though. I’m a tough boy.
Thimble: Baby! That’s what my mom calls me. Because, obviously, I’m as cute as a baby.
Eddy: My mom likes to call me Eddy Spaghetti. She thinks she’s some sort of poet. Trust me, she’s not. Oh, and for some weird reason, she also likes to call me Wild Child.
Funny Farmer Felines: What kind of mischief do you like to get into, either separately or together?
Evan: Let me think. Oh, I know! My favorite is to wait until Mom gets in bed for the night and then start running around and chasing my sisters. Sometimes it’s boring when Mom sleeps, so it’s always best to help her stay awake at night.
Eddy: Yeah! I love when we play midnight tag, Evan.
Thimble: Eh, that’s fun enough, I guess. But, I much prefer getting up on tables and counters and ridding them of all their contents. That usually gets Mom out of bed, too. “Thimble, did you just slap my keys off the counter?” she’ll scream from her room. “Yes, Mom!” I never lie.
Eddy: Oh, and using Mom as a trampoline in order to stick my landing on her headboard each night! That is all shades of fun. And I can’t forget ripping holes in the lining beneath Mom’s bed and then hiding all of her possessions up there!
Funny Farmer Felines: What made you open a blog?
Evan: My mom actually started our blog for Angel Rosie, the pretty calico kitty with whom she shared her life for over 21 years. Rosie had just turned 21 when this blog started. My mom decided to do it to share beautiful Rosie with others because she was so very special to her. When Rosie was needed at the Rainbow Bridge in May 2015, my mom decided to keep the blog going. I was already part of the family by that point, and so were Thimble and pup Astrid, and we were already regulars on the blog.
Thimble: I remember Rosie. She was scary. I have no idea why or how, but she did not like me one bit.
Evan: She didn’t like me either. But she sure was pretty. That’s why I liked to watch her and sneak up on her to get a better view when she wasn’t looking. Even when she would pin me in a corner and beat me up, I still thought she was pretty great.
Eddy: Wait, who’s this Rosie?
Evan: You never met her, Eddy. Mom adopted you a couple of months after Rosie’s trip to the Rainbow Bridge. Mom thought Rosie might like another special kitty to have a happy home like she did, and so you came along.
Funny Farmer Felines: Do you participate in any blogging events?
Evan: We try to participate in as many blog hops and other blogging events as we can. It’s tough sometimes, though, when you have to trust the ability and memory of a human to keep the blog going. (No offense, Mom!) Sometimes we miss special days, but we sure do try to keep up when we can get the mom around here to get her act together.
Thimble: Our mom also isn’t so great at all that digital and technological stuff. Like, at all. She really lets those opposable thumbs go to waste. She can’t even edit a photo to save her life. For special occasions, she can’t even manage to post any bedazzled photos of us. She has to draw something by hand because that’s all she knows how to do.
Eddy: But I love to help Mom when she draws. So many pens and pencils and markers to steal!
Funny Farmer Felines: Are you on any social media you would like to share with readers?
Evan: We star in our blog!
Thimble: The mom has been saying for quite a while that she’d like to expand and be more active in other forms of social media. But then again, our mom, the poor thing, is anything but technologically savvy and so those plans are up in the air.
Eddy: Does that have anything to do with when I sort of broke the touchpad on Mom’s laptop?
Thimble: Feel free to take the blame, Eddy. It suits you well.
Funny Farmer Felines: What is your greatest love and your biggest fear?
Evan: I love butter, and my mom. Oh, and talking. I love to hear my own voice. Mix all those together and you get my favorite pastime of loudly demanding butter from my mom in the kitchen. Oh, I can’t forget to mention my love for basking in the sun at our front door. Now, my greatest fear? Well, I’m a pretty tough boy, if I do say so myself. But, I get pretty antsy when my mom leaves the house. Sometimes I grab her pant legs and ankles and try to demand that she stay home, but she doesn’t always listen. She’ll cuddle and coo and tell me she’ll be back, but, even though she always does come back, I still hate when she leaves.
Thimble: I love baby food. That’s the only treat I’ll eat, and so of course that’s the treat I get every day. I also love playing hockey, turning anything and everything into my puck. And talking to walls. They always have so much to say. Oh, and yes, I do love my mom, too. She gives the best belly rubs. My greatest fear? That’s easy. The…I can’t say it. I’ll spell it: V-E-T.
Eddy: I love fun. That’s the best. Oh, and the Christmas tree! I was devastated when I found out it wouldn’t be sticking around all year. I also love my mom. My greatest fear is any human that’s not my mom. Like I said before, stranger danger.
Funny Farmer Felines: How would you describe yourself?
Evan: My mom says I’m a world class momma’s boy. I guess I can’t deny that.
Thimble. I’m an extrovert. I guess that comes with being model material. You always gotta know how to ham it up in case there’s a camera around!
Eddy: Parkour Master.
Funny Farmer Felines: If we were to ask your human mom what she loves best about you, what do you think she would say?
Thimble: What’s there not to love?
Evan: On behalf of all of us here, thank you again, Funny Farmer Felines, for having us for this interview!
Funny Farmer Felines: It was our pleasure, Evan. We look forward to seeing more of you, Thimble and Eddy – and pup Astrid and Toby – on your blog the Four-Legged Furballs.