New Years Eve

So what do you want to do tonight...wait for the ball to drop?  Oh yeah...and then we're heading over to Milo and Alfie's place for the party everyone is gonna talk about!  Hope mom and dad don't mind that we're all sneaking out...

Happy New Year and may 2011 be awesome!

Society of Feline Gardeners- Thursday in the Garden with Jonesie, Figaro and Grete

::purr::

Hi there!  I'm still not out in my garden.  It's been non-stop soggy rain around here.  The weatherperson says that we have 3 inches more than the average rainfall for the month and the month is not yet over!  Sigh.  Purrfect weather for a snooze with a good garden book.  This one, by Ann Lovejoy is one of mom's favorites because it's about year-round gardening in the Pacific Northwest.  I like it too. 

Grete woofie is making sure all is well in the garden.  She doesn't much care if it's muddy as long as it's not pouring.  When there is a break in the rain she wants to be out there with her ball.

Here are my raspberry plants asleep for the winter.  The beds have been cleaned out and the stalks have been trimmed.

Figaro still insists on going out, but doesn't stay there for long.  He refused to sit still for mom to take a picture because it was so damp and muddy.  He was on his way back to the house where he got his muddy paws wiped down.

This is just not the best gardening weather, so I think I'll just show you how I spent my Christmas morning, among the boxes and bows...yes, yours truly enjoying a nice comfy nap.  For those of you who know I've been going back and forth to the v-e-t to get my itches under control, apparently this is the worst flea season our v-e-t has ever seen.   I wasn't even the only cat having lots of trouble...our v-e-t saw several like me this past week.  Mom has sprayed the house and carpet and she has us all on Frontline...I'm just super sensitive and all it takes is one little bite and I react.  So I've been on antibiotics for my skin and prednisone pills.  I'm getting better but it's a slow process and an epic battle with the nasty fleas. 

Wordless Wednesday

Tabby Tattletale Tuesday-Ginger Celebrates Festivus

A Festivus for the rest of us!  Welcome to "Ginger's First Annual Festivus Celebration".  Traditionally, this holiday is celebrated on December 23rd, but because my mom wouldn't let me, I had to wait.  Sigh.  For those of you unfamiliar with the holiday or the TV show "Seinfeld" (I watch reruns 'cause I'm MUCH too young to remember it from when it originally aired...here is a link about Festivus to help get you up to speed.

One of the essentials is the Festivus Pole.  The pole is made of aluminum, or in my house, an aluminum foil wrapped cat scratcher.

I'm rather proud of it!  It's low maintenance and is in opposition to our highly decorated Christmas Tree...which ::cough:: Nigel has permanently parked himself under and WON'T leave.  ::rolls eyes::

The next essential of the Fesitvus holiday is the "The Airing of Grievances".   I've got lots of them.  Cory and Ellie are a bit shocked as I begin my speech, but I'm saying it anyway.  I'm Ginger after all.

Here are my grievances (in no particular order):

I'm  hissed off because I'm supposed to get blog time EVERY Tuesday no matter what and those darn Tuxie siblings of mine keep taking over.  What's a Tuesday Tabby supposed to think?

I'm hissed off because mom and dad have had time off, therefore breakfast has been running at least 2 hours late EVERY morning this past week.

I'm hissed off because Cory and Ellie...ok and all my other fur siblings are trying to claim all the toys for themselves. 

I'm hissed off because it's been raining and dreary and this is seriously decreasing my yard and deck time.  There are no dry places to sit outside.

And...(proving I do have a big heart) I'm hissed off because there are still way too many homeless kitties in the world still searching for their forever homes.

There...I feel better now.

Now on to the last portion of our celebration, "The Feats of Strength".   The head of our family gets to test her strength against one participant of her choosing.  I don't think there is any question that Ellie is the ruler of the roost, and she chose Figaro!  Festivus is not considered over until the head of the family has been pinned to the ground.

It didn't take Figaro long to do this.  Bennette came by to officiate and declare Festivus officially over!

So kitties and woofies, help us celebrate by airing your grievances!

Monday After Christmas

We had such a pawsome Christmas!  Hope you did too.  We get up early, but wait until the sun comes up before we get our claws in the packages.

  

We were finally able to open our Secret Paws gift from The Poupounette gang.  Oh my we can't tell you how hard it was to have to wait!  It was SO worth it!  We got toys that we wouldn't ever have because these came all the way from Japan.   

Ellie got a stuffing-free rodent type toy from mom and dad.  She bunny kicked it all morning long.

Bennette loved all of her toys, but spent most of her time with a Kong kickaroo and a mousie from Japan.

Grete put her mouth around her new ball toy that she got from Tommy.

What can we say about me and feather dangly toys.  I love them almost as much as I love socks!

Mom revealed one of my most prized toys.  Along with my whappable toys from Japan, mom brought out my very own individually wrapped piece of Tillamook cheddar.  ::swoon::

Grete and Bennette and Ellie rested with mom after the presents were opened.

Then we told Grete there was one more gift under the tree from us kitties.  We pooled our nip money to get Grete woofie her very own ornament for the tree.

I think she liked it!

Happy Boxing Day!

It's important to be helpful.

I love all of my toys, but there is something about the boxes they come in that makes them special.

The Night Before Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house

Not a creature was stirring, not even....

Grete woofie

The stockings are all hung by the chimney with care

In hopes that Santa Paws soon will be there

Bennette is snug on Ellie's hairy blankie...

Ginger is dreaming of cream puffs and Fui

Jonesie is dreaming of her garden and tools

And sweet Cory dreams of socks, Tillamook cheddar cheese and Whitey.

May all of your holiday dreams come true.

Thursday- Not In The Garden With Jonesie

::purrr::

Hello there furry friends and Garden Society Members.  I've been pretty much stuck inside the house and out of my garden.  My neck is still recovering from itchies and I can't wear my pink collar and pink tag until I'm all healed up.  If I can't wear my id tag, I can't go out.  Even if I am microchipped. That's what mom says.  I go back to the v-e-t Thursday afternoon for a checkup to make sure I'm ready to go back out in my garden when the weather gets a bit better.

Don't you worry about me. As your Society of Feline Gardeners Purresident, I've got lots I can do to keep up with important business.  I've been spending time on my dad's chair surfing the net for news our club members can use.

With the Solstice happening on the 21st, my mom was all happy and stuff.  She was saying the light is returning!  You know what I meowed?  "Not so fast"!  I've been googling and according to my research, we actually don't get another minute of daylight until Christmas Day!!!  Whoa.  My paws clicked on to a website that shows the sunrise and sunset tables for anywhere in the world!  Now how useful is that to us, since we have Society members all over the world!

So you can check it out for yourselves.  I told mom that the extra minute of sunlight on the 25th is Santa's gift to us.

Meanwhile, I can hardly wait to get out in the garden.  I'm really not missing much this time of year since it's been so rainy and soggy.  I was daydreaming of last year when Ginger and I patrolled the garden waiting for Santa.  We hope he doesn't mind the mud and rests a bit in our garden once again.

 Purring that Santa Paws is good to each and every one of you!