ManCat Domination!

Howdy everyone.
I have determined that my sister has had this blog under her paw long enough. It's my turn!
Some of you know TSB isn't feeling well. It's nothing serious but we're taking good care of her, don't worry. Mr. Cat makes sure she eats, I make sure she sleeps. We will get her back to feeling better before she knows it!
I want to introduce you to a few new friends I just met. Once again, I know some of you know some of them as I saw you in the comments, but hey, if ya don't know them, you should stop by! They are the kitties and woofies over at BeadedTail, the cats over at Jacqueline's Cat House (one of whom TSB swears looks like a Siamese Coon), and the kitties over at A Few Good Cats. I'm glad we found you!
Nimbus is starting to balance out (as TSB says, "knock on wood") hopefully. I think he let this whole good cat thing go to his head and maybe that's what threw him off balance. I tried to slap some reality into him yesterday but he wasn't having any part of that. Sadly, TSB cheered him on! I thought she was MY bean! PFT! I still love her though.
I have been paying her back though... the last couple days that she's come home from hunting, she's found one of her socks out in the front room. I'm the only one that does this, and she knows this. It might seem that I'm trying to tell her something, and I am... remember I'm the killer cat here! I'm the only one proven in hunting, trapping, and killing abilities. I am the top cat in this house! I'm number one! Now where's MY lovins, huh? Oh wait, maybe I should be careful... when TSB starts, she doesn't know when to stop! MOL!
So anyways, since the bean didn't take any pictures today, here's a flashback pic from back when we were the ONLY kitties in our mommy's heart!

See, guys, a mancat grows his ears quickly because it's his second-most important sense, only to smell! Oh the stories TSB could tell... but I won't let her! NOOOOOOOO! And yes, I know, my sisfur was bootiful back then!