daddeh was stringin hims guitars.I wanted to maybee whappee the stringees...
but he just kept sayin no no no.get away hansel.What is dis crap?
what harm could a little whap dooo?
Bitey.
No mommeh. It is not me biting your feets.No mommeh... that's not your foot in the photo.And no mommeh that's not me either.No mommeh, you are remembering wrong.
Stoopid beans.
Their memories are all ker-floofed.
So early this month, it... 'snowed'.Usually we get a few inches but so far, we haven't had anything but a small dusting.As you will see in the photos.It snowed, and i wanted to go see it.I waited patiently by the door, like a good kitty should.
Once outside, i watched the snow falling
I watched the leaves blowing around on the ground in the wind.
And tried to take a nice seat.
Of course so i could better view the snow.
Then i sniffed some.
then i looked over the edge and got yelled at by mom becauseshe was afraid i'd jump, or fall.(mom loves the little snow flakes on my hairs)
my foot prints...
Aren't they perfect?
Today's photo hunt is 'LOUD'.This wind chime can be very very loud when the wind is blowing.It just isn't in this photo, because as you can see, there is snow on the little birdies back.
:) Happy Hunting!(thanks to you all for leaving the link!Anyone else who wants to play, you can find the linkon my sidebar just above the blog list.)
Don't i look vishus to you?Can't you tell i was feral?Whats that?!
You take that back right now mom.I am the toughest mancat ever.Just ask ANY single one of my jinglee balls.
Today i am thinking about how my dad let me down for christmas.I asked him for Vishus Deer for dinner.I also asked him to take me to the salt marsh so i could get some salt, to lure the vishus deer.I asked him to take me to the forest and put me in a tree.So that when the vishus deer came to eat the salt,i could pounce and get myself some vishus deer for christmas dinner.This didn't happen.
Dad gave me some story about how the salt marsh was 'all gone' even though i think he just got scared of the vishus deer.
Even though i said i'd protect him.
At least i got stinky goodness for dinner.
But next year, i'm getting some vishus deer.
...to turning off the heat and opening the windows
Tired, from taking care of the family and making sure there are no N'trooders.Sheesh mom. make it sound like i'm lazy or something.
Mom was sitting by the window calling me, to try to get sunlight photos.
Mom, don't you know i do what i want?
What ever happened to photo hunters saturdays?We can't find it anymore.So, instead, here i am again.
playin with my bed. It has nip embedded you know.
my new spot for my toys! mine mine mine!
Todeh i am thinkin...
I do not feel like doin nuffin fur da cameras.
I jus gun sit here.
Take dat mommeh.
Baf time.
baf
baf.
baf
HOLD on a second.Mommeh.I do not belieef i saz yoo cud film dis.
The other day,A stupid squirrel came out of our roof, and jumped on our porch.We are on the third floor, and he couldn't figure out how to get down.IT was very funny to watch, AND he came right up to the glass and almost touched noses with me through it.Mom was so shocked because i didn't even seem to want to get him. I just watched.
I still look for him sometimes, although he hasn't been back.He kept going to the ledge and not jumping because there is no way down from here.But finally he went over the edge and his little feet let go. But he was up here quite a while looking around.
I wonder if he'll come visit me again.He was very interesting to me. I think i like squirrels.
Dinner Time!
The special dinner mat i have, was made by The White Dog Army's Mom!It was a christmas gift one year. :)I use mine all the time.The best part? You can wash it.
The powder on my food?That's my cosequin.Thats a capsule i take every other day sprinkled on my food- to help with my joints. Since i had the operation 2 years ago, i've been taking these pillsto help fight any kind of arthritis i may get in those joints.
I always let mom know it's time for dinner.Don't you worry.
