Month: March 2018

Caturday Easter Art

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We wanted to take some time to wish everyone a Happy Easter!  Mom will be busy singing at church this weekend and we will be snoozing in front of the fire.

It’s cold and white again here!!!  Can someone please fix spring’s gps???

This is the picture Mom had of us.  Please note that Steinbeck always closes his eyes.

I don’t like that flashy box thing!

Just once you could leave  your eyes open.

I don’t think so.

Easter Eve

And here’s Mom’s Easter interpretation for the Caturday Art Blog Hop.

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Have a great weekend, everyone!

Caturday Art Blog Hop

This and That on a Wednesday Night

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imageedit_17_9906361773Hemingway, do you think Mom will let us go outside?

Why would you want to go out there, Steinbeck?  It’s still cold. I like being inside where it’s warm.

But that white stuff is disappearing.

Did you hear the wind today?  That wasn’t a warm wind.  I think we should stay inside.

But look what Mom took pictures of tonight when she got home.

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Look at all those green things sticking up out of the cold ground?  Do you think they are related to catnip?  Do you think they know catnip and can tell it to start growing?

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And look here.  See……..there’s a little bit of color showing.  Doesn’t that mean it’s warm?

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And look at that spot of color!  I think that’s gorgeous.  I think I should have a catnip toy made out of that color.  I could really celebrate spring then.

Steinbeck, I think spring got lost.  Even Mom is beginning to wonder if the spring’s GPS stopped working.  She got excited about that little bit of color tonight, but she said it’s going to get cold again.

So does that mean we’re going to have to stay inside the rest of our lives????

If it means not going to the doctor’s house, I’m fine with that.

Caturday Art: Looking for Spring

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Mom said she really liked this one picture of me so she decided to mess fix it all up for today’s art.  Here’s the original picture.

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Then, after doing all sorts of LunaPic things to it, this is what she got.

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We were afraid that we were going to wake up to more snow this morning but the storm went south and west of us so we didn’t get anything.  Mom was super happy about that!  However, we still have all those crusty mountains of snow that just won’t seem to melt.  We know spring is out there somewhere……..      Sigh

Check out our other friends at the Caturday Art Blog Hop and have a wonderful weekend!

Looking for Spring

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Mom told us that spring is coming today.  She said it’s supposed to get warmer and flowers will start blooming and catnip will grow.  I don’t know why Mom isn’t staying home to welcome spring.  I guess we’ll have to do it.

Hemingway, will you help me look for spring?  I don’t know for sure what I’m looking for.

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Is it under there?  Do you see it?

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Don’t crowd me, Steinbeck.  I can’t see anything with your furry face in the way.  I don’t think spring is under here.

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Hemingway, I just thought of something awful.

What?

Do you think we have to burn all this wood before spring comes?

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I’m not sure.  However, I’m pretty sure we shouldn’t have all this white stuff around if spring is coming.  What are we going to do????

Caturday Green Day

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Top o’ the day to all of our readers.

Why are you talking funny, Hemingway?

I’m trying to be Irish.

Why?

‘Cuz it’s St. Patrick’s Day so everyone thinks they are Irish.

Why?

So they can drink green beer.

Does that mean we can have catniptinis?

Probably not.

Stupid humans.

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Mom helped us make the Happy St. Patrick’s Day Caturday Art above.  She used special things from LunaPic and now it looks like I have orange furs like Steinbeck!

Here’s the original photo which shows that I’m the only one with orange furs.

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Check out our other friends at the Caturday Art Blog Hop.

Friday Mystery

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Mom came home tonight and she had a very confused look on her face.

We were both kind of giggling ‘cuz we knew what she was looking at.

You see, Mom brings in some plants over the winter and they make themselves at home until it’s nice enough to go back outside again.

Hemingway taught me how to stare at dirt.  We both love to do that and Mom has no idea what is so fascinating.

It’s our little game we play with her.

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Now here’s Steinbeck showing how the plants are normally arranged.  It’s nothing fancy but at least they get to stay inside during the cold winter.

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When Mom came home tonight, this is what the plant arrangement looked like.  Notice how that one pathetic Gerbera Daisy plant is now sitting on the white run, away from the others.  It’s not upside down or anything, and even still has it’s protective sheet underneath.  It could be that the plant moved over to get more sunlight.

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In this picture, you can easily notice the empty space where the plant should be.

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Mom, we had nothing to do with that plant moving.  It did it all by itself.

Actually, there might have been some leprauchauns visiting us a little early.

What are leopard cans?

You’ll find out tomorrow.  MOL!!!

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Sunday Selfie Question

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Mom, we went outside and looked.

We even looked around in the house.

We don’t know what to tell you.

Well, I can tell you that I had nothing to do with it.

We know you’re probably upset that you lost it but there’s nothing we can do.

Honest Mom, we just don’t know what happened.

We didn’t take that hour last night and we don’t know who did.

We hope you can get along without it for now.

March Caturday Art

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I get to be the star today.  Mom thought she should be nice to me after scaring me by coming home early that day.  So, she started out with this picture of me.

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Now personally, I think this is pretty classy.  But you know Mom.  She has to go and LunaPic it all over the place.  This is what she ended up with:

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As usual, she’s not sure what all she did with it but I think it looks like I swallowed a flashlight.  MOL!!

You can see what our other friends did at the Caturday Art Blog Hop.

Hemingway Doesn’t Trust Me

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While I know Hemingway loves me, I think he showed me yesterday that he doesn’t trust me.  I had two appointments yesterday afternoon so I left work early.  When I finished my first appointment I had plenty of time to go home and relax before the next appointment.

I unlocked the door and walked in.  There were no cats to greet me at the door.  I found that rather disturbing.  They are always at the door when I come home.  I started to walk towards my bedroom and suddenly Steinbeck came out, yawning and stretching.  I looked at him and asked if he was a sleepy boy.

Then I looked in my bedroom and there was Hemingway happily hogging the middle of the bed.  I asked him if the two of them were having a pajama party while I was at work.  He just stared at me with those big green eyes.Hemingway Bright Eyes Small

I went to check on the mail and I noticed Hemingway kind of sneaking out of my bedroom.  I figured he was going to check on his food dish but that wasn’t what he had in mind.  I looked for him and found him underneath the dining room table.  I picked up the tablecloth and asked him what he was doing.  Again, I got the green-eyed stare.  Then it suddenly dawned on me what was happening.  I had come home at a different time.  Hemingway knew I had left work early and he figured that meant he was going to have to go to the doctor’s house.  The last time I came home early from work, that’s what happened.  He remembered that very clearly and he wasn’t about to fall for one of my tricks again.

I confess………I laughed.  Then I looked under the table and told him not to worry.  I wasn’t taking him anywhere.

I left for my appointment and when I came back, both boys were at the door to greet me.  You see, by then it was around the time I normally come home from work.  So, I guess next time I have an appointment, I’ll just have to take the entire day off so I don’t stress Hemingway by coming home too early.  Fine by me!