Mom got home safe and sound and said she was surprised at how much her brother had done on the deck while she was gone.
She even has steps now so she can get up on the deck without any problems.
Remember we told you all about how graceful she isn’t? MOL!!!
Anyway, here are some pictures of our adventure tonight. Mom didn’t let us stay out real long ‘cuz there was a hock circling.
Shakespeare, I think it’s spelled h-a-w-k.
Whatever!
Mom has taught us to share our toys…..
……but respect the “right of ownership” when one of us is playing with a certain toy.
Mom has taught us to share all the favorite sleeping spots in the house….
……..but to respect the “right of ownership” when one of us is asleep in one of those favorite spots.
Mom has tried to teach us not to eat each other’s food…
…or try to steal food off Mom’s plate. (She readily admits that she has failed at this when it comes to Hemingway.)
We just figure that’s the way it’s supposed to be in the world.
Imagine our surprise when we both looked outside……
…….and saw this thief eating the bird seed!
The deck is coming along nicely but it isn’t finished yet.
We had to go outside and check on it today. After all, the humans need our advice on everything!
Is that one of my toys down there? No…I guess not. Mom doesn’t let me bring my toys outside.
From the Mom: Sorry these photos are blurry. Neither boy would ‘fess up to the crime. I tried to see if they would look guilty when presented with the evidence and they didn’t!
After being forced to stay inside all weekend while Mom’s brother worked on the deck, we finally escaped…….well, not really ‘cuz Mom actually opened the door for us. It was wonderful to get outside again so we could check out stuff!
In the midst of all the celebrating….
And cooking great food!
As I was saying…………we want to paws and thank all the men and women who are serving or have served to keep our country free.
We also want to honor all the fur people who have done their part in keeping catnip free.
Shakespeare! Can’t you be serious for a minute?
Well, my little heart is just overflowing with pride and thankfulness for all the service men, women and fur people and sometimes all that overflowing confuses me. I don’t know how to handle it so I resort to funny stuff.
That’s OK little brother. We know how much you appreciate everything you have. Let’s go see what Mom has planned for today.
Mom wanted to take everyone on a tour of all the colors we have in our yard now.
You might ask why we aren’t taking you on the tour. Well, some of the things are in the front yard and we aren’t supposed to leave the back yard.
You do that all the time!
Don’t tell the readers that.
Anyway, here’s another reason we aren’t outside:
That first step is a doozie!!! Mom can’t even use the door now ‘cuz her legs are too short to navigate that route. Her brother tore apart the deck and is putting in a new one.
Yes, Mom is using the front door now and that scares us! We’re not used to having people we know come in that door. Of course we also have trouble going in and out the back door now, too!
So Mom wanted to show us what’s blooming in the yard. Here’s what she found.
Hey Mom……….why didn’t you take any pictures of our catnip????
Mom said we should post this again since it’s that special day. She was going to have us post it last night but she got too busy and forgot. Then she was at the work place all day and after that she had to go practice singing (she still doesn’t do it right so she has to keep practicing….at least that’s what we think.) This was first posted when I was just a kitten and didn’t know much. I know lots more now!
Says who?????
First published 5/5/2011
Hemingway, what is Mom talking about? I’m trying to figure out another one of those “human” things. She said something about mayo in the sink. I went and looked and I didn’t see anything. Am I missing out on something? Do you know what she’s talking about?
Shakespeare, you know you’re not supposed to be up on the counter. I’m going to tell Mom that you’re snooping again.
Well, I’m just trying to figure out what all the excitement is about. I even heard them talking about it on the news this morning when Mom was trying to wake up.
I didn’t hear anything about it but I was busy staring at the dirt again. I love to do that. Maybe I can become the world’s best “dirt starer” and make lots of money for treats and toys.
Hemingway, you are so strange. How can I find out about mayo in the sink?
We could Google it. Mom showed me how to do that.
Hey, I never thought about that!
I can’t see when you have your big tail in the way, Shakespeare!
Hey…………is this what you were hearing? Is it Cinco de Mayo?
Maybe. I heard “mayo” and that made me think of sandwiches and you know I love bread. I figured Mom had some sandwiches in the sink or something. If there isn’t any bread involved then I’ll let the humans deal with the “mayo”.
Well, I’m not too sure what it’s all about but I don’t think they mean there’s mayo in the sink. We’ll have to ask Mom about it when she gets home from work.
I’m going to go take a nap now. Leave the computer alone!
I wish Mom would stop with the flashy box when I’m just lying around thinking. What am I thinking? Well, I’m thinking that Hemingway should clean up the black fur he leaves around the house so I don’t have to lie on it and try to cover it up. If Mom sees it, she gets that noisy machine out!
I’m wishing Mom wouldn’t take pictures of me when I’m taking a bath. If you look closely, you can see what I really think of the whole situation……..including what Shakespeare said about me leaving my fur all over the house!
So, last night Mom and I were sound asleep. Suddenly I had a “nightcat”. You don’t know what that is? Well, humans call them “nightmares” and that doesn’t make sense to me. Humans aren’t horses and neither am I. Since the humans are too lazy to make it the right word, I decided I would.
In the light of day I don’t remember what my “nightcat” was about but it sure scared me. I like to sleep up by Mom’s head so she can hear me purring. We were both sleeping soundly and suddenly the “nightcat” made me fly out of bed. Luckily Mom had her hand up by her face and that’s what I used as my launching pad. She flew out of bed then, too.
She had that red stuff coming out of her hand and she had to take care of it. She told me it was very lucky for me that I used her hand as the launching pad and not her face. Needless to say I didn’t get to sleep in her room the rest of the night.
I wish I could remember what the “nightcat” was about. Maybe I was afraid Shakespeare was going to eat all the food in the house…….
I was sound asleep in another room so don’t go blaming me for your “nightcat”!!!
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