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Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Tabby Tattletale Tuesday

I like being out in the yard. I just don't like gardening, or working hard. I just like to hang out and pretend that I had something to do with how the yard looks. Except now. It looks like crap. Uh...sorry to be so blunt but it's true. The leaves have covered everything in a matted mess. The plants that were lush and green and bearing fruits and veggies in the summer are now blackened and slimy and gross. Jonesie is trying to put a good face on it, but she's embarrassed too. When I'm outside Jonesie follows me around like I can do something about it. She knows who to complain to but she's too nice. Not me. You can see by my face that I'm not pleased with my mom and dad slackin'. I probably shouldn't be too hard on them because they did put in hours and hours of work on raking and dealing with the leaves this past weekend. Dad hauled away 3 trailer loads of leaves, and the rest will now be mulched so they can use them in the garden beds. I didn't lift a paw to help. Tough. Not my job.
I did find a little sprout of catnip plant growing in the grass once they finally got around to uncovering the poor smothered thing. I'll take care of it now!

Meanwhile, I think it's kind of funny that Whitey wrote "watch this space" on his blog and Cory did just that...she takes everything so literally. I've given her a paw whap and she's back to reality now.