Monday, March 16, 2015

Mother Daughter Monday

We had a really cool weekend.   Well...if you want to get real, our mom had a better weekend than we did.
See, we found out that our furriend Summer was going to be competing in a local cat show!  We knew we wouldn't be able to go, but our mom could!   We prepared "Flat Cory" so Summer would know that her furriends were there to support her.
We asked our mom to pick some of our first nip of spring.   It's pretty potent!   Both of us got a whiff and we were pretty excited about it. 

When mom arrived at the cat show she introduced Summer to "Flat Cory".  I know it's not the same as me being there to nose tap her myself but it was the best we could do.  
Mom tells me that Summer is awesome.  Her fur is super soft and she loves to meet people.  She didn't shy away when she had lots of kitty moms fussing over her.
We are proud to call Summer our furriend.   Did you know that she won ribbons at the show?  How cool is that?

Sunday, March 15, 2015

Happy Birthday Jonesie!

Hi there furriends!  I know I've been missing on the Cat Blogosphere for way too long.   Since it's my GotchaBirthday, mom came through with her secretarial duties on my behalf.
Do you know I'm 15?  I know. 
My pals, I'm slowing down.   I'm getting very choosy about what days I wander into my garden.  If it's a bit chilly...forget about it.

Wisdom comes with age. 
I remember a time when I'd stubbornly sit out (under cover of course) in the rain.   No more.
These pictures were taken last weekend when it was sunny.   This weekend, it's raining.   I went outside for about 15 seconds and came back in.  
As I get older, I enjoy sleeping on the bed or on my favorite chair. 
But as long as the sun is out and the greens are starting to grow, I won't pass up a little nibble.
I will try to post more once the spring garden planting begins.
Purrs to all of you.

Sunday, January 4, 2015

The Best Present of All

It was a sad weekend.  Mom and dad took down our tree and put away all the decorations and ornaments.   I pouted.  
We did get lots of gifts...we needed to add to our stash of toys.   Not all the squeakers work in Grete woofies' playthings so of course she needed new ones.   Nip gets stale too so we now have fresh Yeoww toys to whap and bunnykick.

As you can see, there is one present I refuse to give up.  When I'm not guarding it, the others take's a purrfect fit.

Some of you may be wondering if I'm getting out in my garden.  Not so much right now.  It's been cold and wet.  My garden looks more like a mud farm than my beloved magical oasis.  
Soon though...soon enough it will be spring.

Thursday, January 1, 2015

Happy Gotcha Day Cecilia!

Hi there!  I'll come closer so we can hang out together.   Can you believe that it's my Gotcha Day?  Yup.  On New Years Day in 2008, I decided that being outside on my own was a total bummer and I walked into the kitchen of my new forever home.
Mom and dad said I was so beautiful they were sure I had a family and I was just lost.   They made posters of me and plastered my description all over the neighborhood and on Craigslist.  Nothing.   They went door to door.   Nothing.

I know.  How could someone NOT be looking for me?
Well, it all turned out just fine if you ask me.
So Happy New Year to all my furriends and Happy Gotcha Day to me!