The Bobbie Yay.

This is one way to do the Bobbie yay.
There are many ways to do it, but I don't have time to tell you.
I have time to tell you one, but no more.

1. Do the position Bobbie is in, in the picture above.
2. Meow like Bobbie.
3. Wave your paws in the air.
4. Clap three times.
5. Twirl in a circle.
6. And say "yay" the Bobbie way.
   
   Thanks for trying!
   Linnette

The Bobbie and Friends Anthem!

Here is a poem that I wrote for Bobbie to be saying.

The Bobbie and Friends Anthem

Don't worry,
Its just me,
The cat who lives down the street,
My name is Bobbie.

If you were a good cat,
You would understand,
That you should never ever,
Sit and demand.

I would like to say that:
My friends happen to be,
Somewhere somewhere,
Without me.

I will name off some of my friends soon,
Some of my friends happen to be goats,
And some of them,
Wear plastic coats.

Rosie and Princess,
Trixie and Doli,
M.T., and Mertise,
Melba and Polly.

This is the end of my poem now,
Please sit or stand,
And say:
MEOW!

Thanks!

Linnette

P.S. I don't have any pictures, so I just wrote a poem!

Mertise In A Designer Dress!

Dear cat fans,
Here is Mertise in a designer dress that Rosie's friend, Gabriella, made.
THANKS!
Linnette (meow)

Kitties at the ball!

Here are the kitties all at the ball enjoying their time!
I will explain the pictures:

Picture 1: Abby, and her friend.
Picture 2: Rosie, and Bobbie.
Picture 3: Milo, and Molly.

I can't sing!

"You know I can't sing!" Bobbie said, as Rosie helped him put on his suit jacket. The audition cat handed Bobbie his microphone, and Bobbie walked up on stage. He stood in the little square that was marked out for him. Then, the audition cat told him to start singing. He turned the mic on, and checked his notes. His music was in place, so he started. "MEOW! MEOW MEOW! REOW REOW! MEOW MEOW!!!" Bobbie sang with all his little heart. Rosie gave him a paws up as he walked off stage. Bobbie had done it. By the way, he had been auditioning for a cat choir, so now you know. He and Rosie walked out of the building, talking about what to do that night and other things. Rosie said, "You know Bobbie, you sang quite well on the stage! I do hope you can get in that choir." Bobbie grinned a little grin, as he walked to the bike stand. "I don't really think so," Bobbie said as he hopped onto his little bike. "At first I started a little scratchy, for my tongue was in the way." Rosie laughed, and then swung herself onto her own bike, and they started off. By the time they got home, it was almost milking time. Bobbie and Rosie hurried into the barn and quickly changed into their normal barn clothes. They sat down on the bench, and hurriedly drank up the milk. They went to bed, for they had to get up early. The morning after, they got up, and ate breakfast, and hurried off to the building where they had been before. They rushed in, and looked at who would be in the choir. They looked down the list, and this is what it said:

SINGERS LIST:

Molly

Milo

Jake

Gwen

Miss Kitty

Bobbie

"Yahoo!  I'm a singer!" Bobbie shouted. "Quiet down Bobbie!" Rosie told him, as he jumped and skipped around the room, "You don't have to be that jumpy!" Finally Bobbie settled down, and they both went outside, got on their bikes, and rode home.
That night at dinner, Bobbie suddenly broke out in song. "MEOW! REOW! MEOW MEOW! REOW REOW! MEOW!!!!" Rosie looked at him, and Bobbie blushed. "Tee-hee!" Bobbie said, and then he went off to bed.

TO BE CONTINUED!!!

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What?

"What?! I'm famous?!" Suddenly Bobbie finds himself in his best suit, with lots of photographers who are taking pictures! He runs out of the room, and meows for a taxi. The taxi gets there just as a herd of photographers run out of the building, trying to get him back to pose for photos! He gets in, and tells the driver to go directly to the barn. Rushing to pull of his top hat, his wallet fell out of his pocket and cat treats and other little bits of paper and other articles fell out of his wallet. Finally, they arrived at the nice warm barn, just in time for the milking. He rushed in to the barn, pulled off his suit, and sitting down with Rosie, he drank the warm, sweet milk that the waiter brought. He went to his room, changed into his pajamas and went to sleep. Although he had nightmares of photographers chasing him, it always turned out to end with him going home to sleep.

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Welcome!

With a little help from my brother, I have finally made a blog! I will try to post one picture a day, or maybe even more! Bobbie and his friends all hope to be on the blog, and if you want a cat, I will draw you one. Bobbie just wants to say 'hi' so here he is!