Thoughts from Allie & Hoss

Happy Birthday Hoss and Allie! Three years old and holding! March 26 2013, 0 Comments

 Allie asked for a walk in the snow!

Hossie asked for a new head shot and photo for his new exercise video!

 "Don't hate me because I'm fabulous."        "...and a one and a two..."



Family Interview with: Cousin Vernon/aka Afro bro' March 10 2013, 1 Comment

April/PruCheek Owner              Chubbie/Back in the Day              Chubbie/All growed up   

April – Hi Chubster!

Vernon – Hey cousin! 

April – So you got a chance to look at the card with your fabulous ‘fro?

Vernon – I did I did

April – Did you ever use that line “You’re as fine as wine”?

Vernon – I never used the line. It has been used on me! (Laughing)

April – Oh please!  How old were you in that photo?

Vernon – I was a junior or senior in high school

April- How much work was that ‘fro?

Vernon-I had to work on that to make sure it was fluffy. Jackie (cousin) would French braid my hair on the weekend to give it some body. You know so it wouldn’t get tight. Dad would wash my hair and give it a good blow out and trim. If I did it myself I could do a plat.

April – A plat! (Braid) I have not heard that word for years. And I forget Uncle Vernon’s a barber. -What were your three favorite things at that time?

Vernon – Wow uh; girls, cars, and working after school

April – I just knew you’d say girls, cars, and girls. Where’d you work?

Vernon – I had two jobs. I worked at the Urban League. Your dad got me that job. And I worked at night from 5-11PM at a bank.

April - I know you went to Langston College. How did you decide to go there?

Vernon – I really didn’t plan on going to college. I really wasn’t thinking about what was next until I was working at the Urban League. I was a file clerk and Carl Jones was the Comptroller at the time. He encouraged me to think about college and applying at Langston. He helped with the applications because all of that stuff was so overwhelming to me. He was really why I was able to go and it changed my life. I picked my Afro out, jumped on the bus to Langston, and the rest is history.

April – I’m so proud of you. You’ve done so much Mr. Bigwig at the U.S. Treasury. What exactly is your title?

Vernon – Director of Compliance Operations for the U.S. Treasury Senior Executive Services.

April – Whew. That’s a mouthful. So Mr. Muckety muck, I have always called you Chubby but I don’t where the name originated.

Vernon -The name "Chubby" was actually given to me by Biggie.  The story goes that at my birth, I weighed close to nine pounds at which time she proclaimed; "Wow this baby is chubby" and henceforth, I was known by this nickname.

April – Yes; and henceforth my butt. I’ll have to blog next about “Biggie” and who the heck that is since it’s an unknown to folks outside the family. One more thing; how is it that we were born only six days apart and yet, I’m several years older than you?

Vernon – Some things must remain mysteries!

April –Uh yeah. Thanks for your time Chub Dub! Love you!

Vernon – Love you too



Boxing Day January 04 2013, 0 Comments

Allie - "Traditional Human Boxing Day is steeped in British Human history. (We watch the History Channel sometimes-you humans are nuts!). Humans allowed other humans to have a special day after Christmas to celebrate. It does not make sense to us why humans always separate themselves from other humans so we have "Cat" anized our Boxing Day and let our humans help us wrap boxes. We may not all have presents inside but what's important is that everybody gets a box!"   

Hoss - "Uh huh."


Hoss - "I was helping human mom ("mom") wrap presents but she didn't want me to use my teeth or my nails."

Allie - "Your teeth and nails tear the paper up."

Hoss - "Exactly!"



Allie - "My box is a place where I can watch my favorite shows on Animal Planet. Sir David Attenborough narrates Frozen Planet and I can see myself running with the wolves!  OMG Hossie you were asleep when this episode came on!"


Kitty Poetry and Haiku December 09 2012, 0 Comments

Allie- I love sitting in the window feeling the cool air ruffle my fur, and, all the scents that come drifting over. I can smell that wet, musty possum that hides under the neighbor's porch, Champ's old poop that was never scooped up and the rotten odor of crows up in the oak tree that's almost dead.


                                                                           Hoss- The dinner bell rings softly
                                                                                      Ribbon tossed aside
                                                                                      Stomach growls feed me!

New Card Collection: Family & Black History Month September 27 2012, 0 Comments

                         Grams                                                                                                                                                          (Pruitt family in front of Tennessee home)

The woman, fourth from the left, wearing the blouse with the long white sleeves is my great-grandmother. She was the sweetest person I've ever known. We called her "Grams." She would be thrilled to see how much the world has changed. And in many ways horrified. "A  colored president?",she would say. "My Lord Jesus. God is good." And new styles, "Baby (trying not to laugh); why are those boys' pants falling off?  Lord it looks uncomfortable."

She was a different generation (old school as they say) and said "colored" instead of negro or black. African American? She would not get that at all. "Why in the world", I could hear her say, "would we call ourselves that? We're already Americans we're just colored. White people are American too they're just white." All so simple but not so simple. Now I think about her seeing these African American greeting cards. She would say, "Sweetheart, these are pretty cards. Pretty colors. Is that your cousin Beverly? Baby who is going to buy these cards?"

Here's to Black History,(or whatever you choose to call it) not just a month in February.  Here's to the people who choose to purchase these "colorful" cards. Thank you. Here's to Grams with love for teaching me it's okay to question the status quo and for seeing the humor in all things.



Hoss and Allie or Allie and Hoss? Welcome to our Blog! August 25 2012, 1 Comment

(HOSS-4 weeks old) H- Hi! This is Hoss.

(ALLIE-4 weeks old)

A-Hey this is Allie. We haven't decided who's name goes first. 

Both- Welcome to our blog!

H-Those are our baby pictures. 

A-My name should be first it begins with A!

H- It doesn't matter. Our human mom has final editing rights. We are two and one half years old and excited about our greeting card business. We want to start at the beginning so you know who we are. 

A-Then my name is first. We learned English from our real folks and first human family. We were born of a union between 


our dad (he passed away)  and our mom. Dad was a big gray dude and a lot of fun. He wasn't so good with the potty training though cause he always missed the litter box. Mom was the hunter and I would go in the woods with her as soon as I could. I'll get more detailed later.

H-Too scary in the woods. 

A-Mom and I would bring stuff home like a rabbit or a possum but our humans would throw them out. That was a lot of hard work gone to waste.

H-I liked to drink from mom. Where's mom's picture?

A-Momma's boy. I'll find a picture for next time.

H-Thanks for visiting us!

A-Yeah thanks. We got a nap to take right now.