Tabby Tattletale Tuesday

What's a girl gotta do around here to get some blog time?  With Cecilia getting sick and Grete giving back to society...I'm left out.   I have not been a particularly good girl.  I have not donated my time to charity.  It's been freezing cold all week and all I've wanted to do is go outside for some fun times.

Mom was all concerned that it was Nigel's first Christmas and so she was making sure that he didn't whap the ornaments off the tree.  Turns out he's just a mushpot.  Big giant mancat with a velvet paw, gently pawing at the ornaments like a girl.   But guess who was the "bad" one?  Guess who is probably going to get a lump of coal in her stocking?  Grete!  She pulled an ornament off the tree and chewed it up good!  Mom freaked out, but once she found the hook on the floor she stopped freaking out.  Now none of us can be in the room with the tree by ourselves.  We are locked out unless snoopervised.  

So not fair!

Then Ellie had to go to the v-e-t today because mom was worried about her eye goobers...turns out that's just the way she is.  She is fine.  No one fusses over me like that.

So to get some attention I got to pull out all the stops.  First I let my mom use her finger in my mouth like dental floss.  I'm not sure why she likes doing this, but it amuses her.  She thinks it's cute.

Then I lick her fingers.  She is powerless at this point.

A girl's gotta do what a girls' gotta do.  This was followed by me coming inside out of the freezing cold and full on hugging my mom and licking her face.   I'm pretty sure that Santa is going to bring me everything on my list.

Momma Meezer Monday

It's always a dilemma. Bathe or whap? We always start out with good intentions. Everyone in the family wants me to bathe them. One thing leads to another...maybe I wash a little too much, get too involved.

Next thing you know, paws are flying and mouths are chomping!

Then a moment later all settles down and we get sleepy.

I never can figure out why we do it this way, but it's always the same thing no matter what or who I am bathing.

It's just the way it is.

Easy Sunday

It's been freezing outside all week. I've been spending as much time as possible in front of the fireplace. When it's 15 degrees outside, even a garden cat needs to stay indoors.

This is where you will find us today.

Selfless Saturday- Grete Gives Back

I hate the flashy box. Ok, I'm afraid of it. Mom and dad have imagined all sorts of stories of why I hate it so much. Their favorite is that my former owner who relinquished me to the pound was arrested in a blaze of flashing police car lights and flashlights, followed by my trip to the police line up. So for me to volunteer to pose for a professional photographer to raise money for homeless dogs is a big deal. I did this last year too. I started out with my usual just arrested guilty look. Then I progressed to my full frontal mug shot.

Followed by the obligatory side view.

Then with the support of my friend and photographer Bob, I gave them what they wanted. The real me!

It's for a good cause after all! Bob took photos of woofies every 15 minutes all day long to raise funds for the Family Dogs New Life shelter. A ton of money was raised and I went home feeling good.