Thursday, September 30, 2010
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
I've got a confession to make. It was me.
I was the one who gave Oliver the super secret password to the Society of Feline Gardeners. Yeah, I know. I have a reputation as the family gossip. Jonesie trusted me with the password and until now I have NEVER EVER revealed it.
The little dog is evil. He manipulated me into giving it to him.
He looked at me with those eyes. Yeah I know, I should have been able to resist, but I couldn't.
I know I've seen that look before. I knew how dangerous it was. But I couldn't quite place it.
Monday, September 27, 2010
Oh no Oliver! Do not destroy the paper towels! We need them to uh...clean up hairballs and stuff.
Oliver, as momma here, it's up to me to give you a rundown of the rules. First you must do everything I say. Second you must do everything Cory says. Third, you can listen to Grete but you must do as Cory and I say. Fourth...oh maybe that's just too much for you right now.
Oliver, one day when you are ready I'll sit you down and tell you all of our stories. Like you, we were all homeless at one point in our lives. Yes I know it's hard to believe, but it's true.
Grete, I need your help with this one. No matter what I say, he has the same look on his face.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Friday, September 24, 2010
Yesterday was a big day. Mom and dad took me back to Petsmart. I saw all my old pals there. I thought I was going back in the pen for sure.
But then...mom sat down and signed a whole bunch of papers. Then dad took me shopping for a new harness, just for me. I have a new name, Oliver. It makes my tail wag!
And then we left the store. As a family! All my hard work paid off!
Playing nice with Grete's toys.
Those sad "please keep me" eyes.
But I think it was this kiss that sealed the deal! I know the real decision maker in this family.
I've only been here a little less than a week and it seems like I've always been here.
Thursday, September 23, 2010
What I want to know is who spilled the beans? Who among you leaked the super secret password to our garden society? Who let this...this...dog in? He knew it...he looked at me with those sad brown eyes and murmured it under his doggie breath. I heard it. "meow". I had to let him in.
He romped all over my garden. I kept a watch at a distance. And then he did it.
Just like he did with my sister Ginger. He exposed himself to me.
I thought...hmmm. Might be useful. There are construction projects my dad is working on with Figaro. I have no interest in construction, even if it's to help my garden. Maybe this little guy can be useful. I can't quite picture it, but I'm willing to consider it.
Grete agreed to keep an eye on him, but you can see how she turned her back on him. A garden cat's work is never done. Looks like I'm going to have to watch him for awhile. You don't suppose she is the one who gave him the password? My own Grete?
So my furry friends, it's officially autumn. Our sedum "autumn joy" is in bloom. That's one thing I love about my garden. No matter what time of year it is, there is always something in bloom or work to be done. It makes me purr. Below is a close up of the plant.
Please leave a link so we can see what's going on in your garden!
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Just when you think you've got it good. Just when you think you've got it under control.
It hits the fan.
Oh the day started off innocently enough. Mom off to buy kitty litter. Dad says, sure he'll come along. I suppose they will tell you they did not lie. It's true, they did actually buy lots of kitty litter.
It's the other "thing" they put in their cart.
I watched "it" from a distance. It's a he. I don't know why he's so happy considering he's outnumbered here. And I won't let him forget it.
He has no pride. He exposed himself to me immediately. I tried to look away but...