Showing posts with label Figaro is not all that innocent. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Figaro is not all that innocent. Show all posts

Thursday, July 5, 2012

Society of Feline Gardeners- Thursday in the Garden with Jonesie


::Meowwww::
Hissssssss.....
Figaro!
It's so hard to get good help in the garden.
 And just then...as he postures towards me and I hiss...this is what he does.
He flops....and exposes his adorable belly.  I am not fooled!
Then he gets all coy and stuff...really.   We have work to do you lazy cat!  Mom!  Make him stop!
He even acts as if he's going to spray my baby apple tree.  Then he just saunters away.
Sigh.
Brothers.

At least I have some beautiful flowers to show off this week.   Below is Spirea
Then we have our purple clematis.

Our day lilies are looking gorgeous!

 And finally our Lambs Ear.


I've had enough drama with Figaro bugging me and not helping me AT ALL...so I'm going to take a break on my comfy Adirondack chair.

Purrs.

Hope you had a happy and safe Fourth of July!

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Tuxie Tuesday


Hi there, Figgy here!  Now that I'm done with filming of Real Housecats of the Blogosphere, I'm back at home. Wow, we finally had a weekend of purrfect weather.  The nip is growing and I had to go have a roll in it.


Every time we go outside the nip leaves get bigger and bigger.


I LOVE it!

 
Ok, now that I'm high on nip...time to go exploring.  There is a hollow in the willow tree. I'm hoping there are critters in there!   For some reason, mom was NOT pleased with me going face first into the tree. 

What does she know...I'm going in.   All the way in!


Well, it smelled good in there, but no one was home...

 Now what?




I think I'll go for a climb...
 Do you think I can get up high enough to put my paws....


On that squirrels nest?

Monday, January 30, 2012

Mancat Mayhem on Monday


I'm such a good boy.  I have no idea why I'm always falsely accused on stirring up trouble.  I would never dream of doing such a thing.  Just look at my face.  I'm the picture of innocence and love.


See, here I am watching while momma Ellie bathes baby Cory.   Isn't this just the sweetest thing easy stomach  I mean, I'm not even making a fuss or pointing out that Cory is no longer a baby...I mean she's almost 6 years old....who does she think she is kidding....baby....::rolls eyes:: ok, I can't even look anymore.


::bop::


What's the matter Cory...why are your ears so flat?...::rolls eyes::

  
Hey...don't look at me that way.  I've just been sitting here doing nothing.

Nothing...really...

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Tuxie Tuesday

I have a confession to make. 

I killed a birdie.

Mom saw me from the window, flinging myself through the air and having a great time.  She thought I was chasing butterflies unsuccessfully.  But no.  When she came out, I had the birdie.

Mom was not too pleased but since I had already...uh...you know...she let me eat it.

Since mom was a bit disgusted with me, I did my best to be on my best and most handsome behavior the rest of the day.

I even exposed my belly.

I think I am forgiven.

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Tabby and Tuxie Tuesday

What's a girl to do?  I'm just rolling here minding my own business on the unfinished patio.  I mean I wouldn't complain or anything...um...like it's only been 3 years since dad started this project.  All I ask is that it gets done in the next decade.  The rocks do feel kind of good.

Then my pesky brother Figaro shows up and puts his nose where it shouldn't be put.  Really.

He says he just wants to hang out with me, but I know better. 

He's STARING at me!

MOM!

Works every time!