Welcome back to my garden. Let's get our meeting started. It's been raining a whole bunch and I've been too stubborn and too attached to my garden to stay indoors. I like to sit on our bbq because there is an overhang right above it that keeps me fairly dry.
Then when that Oregon phenomenon know as a "sun break" happens, I'm on it!
I tried to tell my mom and dad that since mother nature is handling the watering, they can put away the sprinkler. As a garden cat you can't assume that your humans will know what to do or when to do it. You have to take matters into your own paws.
When I was strolling around the garden I was super surprised to find late season raspberries! I pawed on my mom and made sure she followed me to the little treasures.
Yes mom...your welcome!
Please leave a link and let me know if you've found any surprise treasures in your garden (or under the couch!).
That's what I think of this past weekend. The rain dumped down hard and I had to share my indoor space with Ginger, Figaro and Jonesie. Not that I mind them. I really do love them, but they were all in hissed off moods because they couldn't go out and play as much as they wanted to. That meant they played hard inside the house, interrupting my quiet lap time with my mom.
Figaro pounced, Ginger complained, Jonesie was sad, Nigel rolled his eyes, Grete tried to micromanage...and Bennette, Cory and I did the best we could. The only 2 happy campers were Madison and Cecilia.
Time to welcome you all to our weekly meeting of the Society of Feline Gardeners. I admit that I have not been much of a role model this week. There is stuff to do, but I was not effective at getting my family of helpers to help me.
Ginger was NO help at all. She wanted to expose her belly to me. She said if I just let myself have a good time, expose my belly to the world, I'd feel a whole lot better.
She said I work too hard. Don't take enough time off. She said I'm dull, boring...
Then to make matters worse, Figaro jumped in and claimed the same thing! He said I should take a week off. Lounge on the garden bench. Expose my belly!
But I have flowers to tend to...
Visitors to welcome (yes that's Figaro's momma hiding in our weed patch).
So my Garden Society members...do you think I should do it? Take some time off to expose my belly and let my dad do all the work in the garden? I hear the rain is coming in by the end of this week, so perhaps I should grab those sunbeams while I can.
Let me know if you are working in the garden this week or just enjoying it!
What's a girl got to do to get to post around here? Tuesdays are rightfully mine. MINE! Do you think anyone around here cares?
I've got so much to say. I've been ruthlessly pushed out of the way by Tuxie Tuesday and Cory thinking she can post "talkie" Tuesday whenever she pleases. Like it's her blog or something like that. Then we had that woofie staying with us for several weeks. Do you know how much that cramped my style? See the little cat door in the background here? For 3 long, horrid weeks it was blocked. Yes you heard me right. Blocked!!! Just so the little woofie wouldn't run off. Good thing I'm so svelte I could squeeze myself through another opening in the fence.
But now all is right in the world and all my little magic cat doors are open for business once again. Calm is restored once again.
It's Friday! Time to reveal who won the copies of Dewey's new book! I thought my mom was going to print off all the names and put them in a little bowl so I could paw out the winner. That did not happen.
Mom went to random.org and used their tools to randomize the lists and then randomize a winner! I mean winners.
The winner of the US/Canada draw and the furperson(s) receiving a copy of Dewey's Nine Lives from the publisher is:
The winner of the everyone else in the world draw and the furpurson(s) receiving a copy of Dewey's Nine Lives gently used by my family,coming complete with our scent rubbed into the edges of the book (an extra bonus for sure!) is:
Concatulations to both winners! We hope you enjoy the book as much as we did. Taylor CatSSSSS, if you could email me your mailing address that would be great. My email address is located on my profile page.
Time to start our weekly Society of Feline Gardeners meeting!
This past weekend was super soggy at our place. It bucketed down rain so not much happened outside. This is my view out my back door.
And this is Ellie consoling Ginger who refuses to get her paws wet.
Eventually the raindrops stopped falling from the sky and I went outside to see my soggy garden.
I ended up staying pretty close to the house.
There is a grape arbor close by that has some table grapes growing. Our few wine grapes were beyond hope. There was nothing I could do to purr them back to health and happiness. I think that's what breaks my heart the most as a garden cat. You can do everything right, you can paw at the soil just so...and all it takes is a rainy soggy year and a poor showing by Mr. Sun and everything is a mess.
Just look at my tomatoes! Dad managed to salvage enough to make some salsa, but my dreams of having enough for spaghetti sauce were crushed.
You just have to be willing to accept what mother nature dishes out. Maybe I should start letting go of what could have been this year and start focusing on my plans for next year's garden. I can feel a little chill in the air, so the thought of days by the fireplace sleeping on a good gardening book are starting to sound pretty good to me.
Please leave a link and let me know what's happening in your garden. Hopefully you are having more success than me, your President.