Tabby Tattletale Tuesday

Life at our place always seems to get VERY interesting in the spring.  All of us kitties want to get out, stretch our legs and taste the first tender baby nip of the year.

 

So...mom was not totally surprised when she looked at the garden and saw this...

 

She tiptoed quietly...with the flashybox going like crazy.   This is an introoder who used to come in the garden last year but mom could never get close.

 

With his face firmly planted in the nip he was not about to leave.

He let the pawpawrazzi have their way.

This is OUR nip!  MOM!  Chase him away!

 

What?  He said thank you?  You're gonna let him?

Dad had to hold Jonesie back...actually she was fine with him.  I'm just exaggerating.

 

Not that I'd ever do that.

 

We think he has a home.  He looks well cared for and he always leaves the yard towards the houses nearby, not the apartments.   Jonesie's nip is too much to resist.

Society of Feline Gardeners- Thursday in the Garden with Jonesie

 

::Meowwww::

 

Welcome back to my garden!  I was not too pleased that Cory hijacked my Thursday post last week due to Valentines Day.  There was not much I could do about it.   I mean...it was Valentines Day.  

 

So...back to gardening!

 

This is the time of year to buy seeds for our spring gardens, so if you have not already got your seeds, please remember that if you purchase your seeds from Renees Garden...you get really awesome seeds.

 

But that's not all!  If you use code FR227A when you check out, 25% of your order goes to support United Paws!  How awesome is that?

So go out and buy some seeds!  Tell them Jonesie sent you!

 

So...I know I've told you that my parents have been hopeless in keeping the weeds out of my garden.  All I can do is continue to point out the problems...paw at the weeds and purr that they do something about it before it's time to plant my spring garden.

 

The snow drops are doing well.  They were happy to see me.

But...I had to alert my mom to other happenings in my garden.   There has been an introoder hanging out.  He was hanging out on the deck by the shop.  We are all terribly curious about him.  When mom tried to check him out he ran...but she suspected he might be hungry so she put out a bowl of food.

 

Of course Figaro and Remington (who have not missed ANY meals) had to nibble...but our friend got some of it.

 

Mom tried to get a photo of him...but he must really hate the flashy box because he RAN!

Whew!  After so much excitement I took a nap in my basket on the deck.

 

It rained a bit so it was the purrfect spot to keep an eye on things.

 

Society of Feline Gardeners-Thursday in the House with Jonesie

::Meowwww::

So my furriends, I'm sure by now you've heard from Ginger.  We are in serious lockdown.  My garden sanctuary was invaded by the worst of introoders.  A coyote.

We had a disturbed Jack Russell Terror in the yard...and once we even had a vishus cute deer.  

What's a garden cat to do? 

I've been spending my time looking out the glass door.  Looking out windows.

Relying on my best woofie pal and sister Grete to do the snoopervising for me.

Grete takes her job seriously.  She is not pleased that I can't come and play with her in the yard.   Mom and dad are trying to figure out what to do so I can still enjoy my favorite place in the whole world.

Dad took out an old and diseased apple tree.  He is replacing it with a Honey Crisp apple tree that I approved of.  It breaks my heart that dad had to handle this alone without me there by his side.

Grete promises to keep her nose to the ground to make sure no more evil introoders trespass into MY garden.

Stay safe my furriends.

Society of Feline Gardeners-Thursday In The Garden With Jonesie

::3 paw taps::

The super secret password has been leaked!!!  As Ginger spilled the beans told you on Tuesday, we had an introoder kitty lurking in our garden.  In our nip!

Since all of us kitties know what it's like to be hungry...we're the first kitties to offer up a free meal.  Bennette was the first to alert mom of the visitor.  This triggers a primal urge to serve up a dish of Fancy Feast.

Mom stood back and waited...

In a few seconds the introoder was sniffing the air with wild excitement and then he/she/it was revealed.



Being me...and the queen of my garden...and Purresident of the Society of Feline Gardeners, I had to go over and introduce myself.  Mom asked me to be nice and let our guest eat.

I did.  This cat had a hearty appetite because all the food was gone quickly!  Not a lick left.  We have not seen the visitor since this past weekend, but we're not sure that means anything because mom and dad don't pay much attention to anything but work mid-week.

We must do something about that.

Dad was busy filling our trailer full of weeds and stuff. 

Our first poppy of the season has popped.

Our vegetable bed still hasNOTHING in it.  It's been cold and rainy.  That's no excuse!  I've given my mom and dad a deadline of this coming weekend to get something in the ground.  I've even started hissing at Figaro since I'm so upset about it. 

I won't complain too much because I know there are other people in the country who are suffering from horrible weather and tornadoes.  We don't have any of that so I will purr and count my blessings.