Mitten Monday

 

November.  The time of year when it's dark outside and mom can't get good sharp photos of me inside.  She refuses to use a flash because that makes me look even worse.  I'll settle for a wee bit of blur.

 

As long and me and my mom's sock are together.

 

I think mom is done gallivanting for awhile...and I should have a full time mom assistant through the holidays.

 

Purrrrr....

Mitten Monday

 

Now that it's fall and the weather is getting cooler and wetter...I sure love snuggling in my white fluffy blankie.  Not that I ever go outside...but I can tell it's getting colder and wetter outside. 

 

Jonesie tells me so.

 

That means mom and dad will be wearing their fleece socks...thick socks....ooohhhh...how I love the fall.  Do you know that in the summer they hardly ever wear socks?

 

That's why I love fall.

Films on Friday

Ok, the days of hiding my singing voice are over. I'm exposed. Out there. I might as well sign up for the next round of "America's Got Talent"...or "American Cat Idol". My mom has been following me around for over a year trying to get this. There is a reason I was elected Secretary of Socks for the Cat Blogosphere...and this is it!

Socks on Sunday

What? What are my socks doing on your feet?Come here...a little closer...

That's right...

Gimme the sock...oh that tastes so good...I feel like singing...

My momma has been giving me bunny kicking lessons...can you tell?

Come back here with my sock...give it up now!

I guess I'm going to have to pull it off myself!

Thursday Truth About Cory

Cory's not talking today. Cory doesn't like to talk about her special talent as an opera singer. When the lights are low, when she thinks no one is watching, she sings. She sings to her boot socks. Sometimes she sings to gloves. Mostly she sings in private.

Her song is soulful, forceful, sensitive, beautiful, mournful, musical....and private. We think she should be a star on stage so the whole world can hear her, but even we can't really watch her do it. Yes we see her out of the corner of our eyes, but when she sees that we see her...she drops the sock and gets very quiet.

She is a lot like Michigan J. Frog:



So enjoy the video clip and know that we are working hard to capture the true Cory, singing her heart out. We have video cameras set up, microphones at the ready, but she's coy, so very very coy.

Toesday- Discovering My Love of Boot Socks

I was adopted in May of 2006 when I was about 7 or 8 weeks old. It was Mothers Day weekend and my new family spent the whole weekend with my Momma and me. It didn't take me long to figure out the guy with the feet was cool.

I attacked...

I pounced...

I said Grrrr....


I said hello....

I sniffed....

And I posed.

I've been in love with boot socks ever since.