Society of Feline Gardeners- Thursday in the Garden with Jonesie

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I want to take some time this week to give a shout out to my biggest helpers in the garden.

Figaro may not help too much with the plants (except for eating the nip)...oh yeah and rolling on stuff...but he is VERY talented and helpful in hunting evil moles.  As you can see below, the moles have been making a mess of our lawn.  Figaro sits patiently by the hills and waits for his time to pounce!!!  We have not seen any evidence of him actually catching anything yet, but he gets an A+ for trying!

Grete woofie is my best pal in the whole world.  She follows me around making sure I have everything I need. 

It's a tough job watching over my garden, but I wouldn't trade it for anything!  I would make a terrible library cat...too indoorsy for my taste.  Give me the dirt and plants!

I like how my garden makes me realize that I'm part of something much bigger than myself.  I am a small cat in one garden...but through my garden pals all over the world we can see that we are all connected.

Sending purrs to our dear furriend and Society of Feline Gardeners member MoMo as she crosses the Rainbow Bridge today.  She will be in our hearts and gardens forever.

Society of Feline Gardeners- Thursday in the Garden with Jonesie

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Welcome back to my garden my furriends.  This has been a sad week in the blogosphere and with my family.  We had to say goodbye to our long time friend Beau.

We also received the sad news that my cousin kitty, Little Miss, passed away suddenly after a brief illness.  She was only 10 years old.   She lived with another kitty who is almost twice her age.  It was a shock that Little Miss was the first to cross the Rainbow Bridge.  She was a beautiful little girl.

This got me thinking a lot.  We never know how much time we have.  Some kittens never get to live to adulthood.  Some cats like our guardian angel Jonathan ::bows head in honor:: live to be in their 20's. 

You have to appreciate every day.  Let your dad give your tail a little love pull.

 Flop on the ground in appreciation.

 Make a few air biscuits and expose your belly just because you can.

 Play silly games with your humans.

 And appreciate all the beautiful things in this world.

Thank you to our lovely furriends AFSS for making the lovely remembrance graphic for Little Miss.

Society of Feline Gardeners- Thursday in the Garden with Jonesie

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Welcome furriends!  This has been a sad week for me.  My good pal and esteemed member of the Society of Feline Gardeners was diagnosed with tumor this past week.  Momo is special to me.  She lives on the other side of the world so I can always count on her for sunbeams in her summer garden when it's dark and wintry here. 

So purr a purr for her.

I decided the best thing for me to do was appreciate what I have and share it with others.  I love the pink snow we get this time of year.

It falls to the ground and gets EVERYWHERE!  Even in the house!

This is the flowering cherry tree that produces the pink snow.

Our Rhododendrons continue to bloom.

The kale mom let go to seed is attracting lots of bumble bees!  Mom won't pull it up until the bees have had their time. 

I snoopervised the planting of a 3rd row of grapes!  They are not producing yet, but maybe in a few years!

The apple trees are getting their blossoms too.

Our herb garden is taking off...lots of chives and oregano for our dinner.

The herb garden smells good so I spend time here.  You can see some of the sage in this picture. 

Our California Lilac is also showing her colors! 

Time to get back to work...remember my private door into my garden?

See you later!

Society of Feline Gardeners- Thursday in the Garden with Jonesie

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Welcome back to my garden!  Our weather has started to get a bit nicer, but we are still having way too much rain for my liking.  I get out when I can, but I'm starting to get sick of muddy paws and soggy fur.  It's May and I should be rolling in the sunbeams. 

Some of the grape plants I helped plant last year didn't make it.  Dad went to the garden center to get replacement grapes.  I'm checking out each and every one of my plants to make sure they all make it this year.

We have 24 plants, some red and some white.  Pinot Noir, Pinot Gris and Chardonnay.  Mom says we'll have to wait for several years before we get any grapes to make wine, but I'm a patient cat.  As long as they name the wine after me!

Jonesie's Private Estate Reserve

It has a nice sound to it.

With my picture on the label of course.

I went to the local farmers market last weekend and visited with my good furriend  Bonnie.  Bonnie is an awesome gardener like me and she has a business, Celilo Gardens.  We compared tips on growing tasty catnip and shared our hopes that the sun would come out and stop raining on us. 

I'm thinking I need a sign like this for my garden posts!!!

Please leave a link!

Thursday In The Garden With Jonesie

Meow!  Welcome back to my garden.  I've been without a lot of help this past week.  My furriend and garden companion, the cat formerly known as Freeta Bandeeta, has been inside my house locked in a room.  I knew all along he was a boy.  A girl cat knows these things.  I thought it was funny...I was LMAO for months!  Silly humans.

We're calling him Figaro.  We're still not sure he's staying for good, but I'm purring for that to happen.

Anyway, good help is hard to find.  Until he recovers from his illness and he can come out in the garden again I'm on my own in helping my dad.

Dad has been working on the garden patio for 2 years now.  It's a lot of work, but he's hoping to finish it this summer.  The gravel is in and the bamboo have been put in pots by the fence.  Dad sunk the pots in the ground and put pretty pebbles all around.  A garden cat has to be good at snoopervising the hardscape as well as plantings.

We have booberries planted by one of our fences.  Mom says they are blueberries, but they aren't blue yet so I'm not so sure she's right.  We'll see.

The cottonwood tree is blowing it's cotton all over our yard.  You can see me and Grete hanging out in it.  It looks like snow, but it's not cold.

Although Figaro is not out in the yard with me, he's still helping me...he's inside helping mom with my post!  I knew he wouldn't let me down!

Don't forget to leave a link so all garden cats can gather together!

Thursday In The Garden With Jonesie

Meow!  I want to thank all my furriends for sending me purrs while I was sick.  I have a condition called rodent ulcers, or the more technical name for it is eosinophilic ulcers.  Mostly I just get a puffy lip and mom gives me prednisone pills, but sometimes it comes out in very strange ways.  This time I got a tongue ulcer and I didn't want to eat or drink even though I was hungry and thirsty.  That made mom and dad freak out.  The emergency v-e-t thought it might be related to a respiratory infection, but when I went back to my regular v-e-t that wasn't the problem. 

My good pal Alfie Marshall teleported over while I was stuck in the house recovering.  Once he found out that I wasn't contagious or anything like that, he insisted on visiting.  He sat on the cat tree with me and we looked out at the garden together, making plans for gardens and garden parties  I let him have the top shelf.  He couldn't stay long because he had to get back home, but I love that he wanted to spend some time with me.  He makes me purrr.

I was a little hissed off at Ginger for telling stories about me.  A girl needs her privacy where certain things are concerned.  Mom and dad were really good about making sure my fur was all clean and mom brushed and groomed me.  I think I have a new little friend, named Jonesie Jr. with all the fur she got off of me!

You'd think that Ginger would help out in the garden while I couldn't....but  no.  All she does is roll and expose her belly.  She thinks that is helpful, but it's just a distraction.

Being a garden cat is hard work.  It's work I adore.  I expose my belly, but only after the hard work is done.

The magnolia tree is in bloom, can you see me behind it?

Mom's favorite daisies are back too.  Spring has sprung...and I've been sprung to be free to be in my garden once again.  My ulcer is almost all gone and I'm feeling so much better.  All those purrs worked wonders for me and I can now get back to taking care of my garden.