Wishes

 I sure wish I could take Mommy for a walkie!  She is in fine fettle and in a great mood.  ALL day LONG (so far). Mom was just going to lean over to me at the top of my steps and smooch the fur off my head and cheeks, but I knew what she was going to do and walked down my steps.  I could see it in her eyes.   That woman is a smoocher if there ever WAS one. 

She would take one on her own I know but it's been a busy week with appointments, etc. and now she's waiting on the mower to come..uh oh.  SMOOCH INCOMING!  I'M BACK, Within Range. 

There.  Her mission was accomplished.  Smoochies all OVER my headie and face. 

  She crawled out of the tub a few minutes ago after swabbing it out and making it gleam. Then had a piece of wheat bread with a smear of peanut butter and a dot of honey.  But back to the mower.  He doesn't scare me any longer.  

My other favorite brother loving on me last weekend. 

Mom said and shows she doesn't care where they've been. 

Taking a fine bath in case company comes!

Cold!

Kitties! It's colder'n a witch's heart, it is. So this is my spa day.  I'm spiffing up for my next visit from Kozmo.   He may bring Cinnie and Jo Jo.  We sit around gossiping, I will admit.  Mom has lots of refreshments.

Jo Jo will probs join me in my spa day treatment.  Kozmo will nap maybe until we all go out for a niptini.  

If Dai$y can make it, trust me, she'll be here.  Cinnie has all the latest from over where she lives!  Can't wait. 

But first.......

Snoozie Day

 Kitties!  I am now in my beddie and snoring away.  I am sending this out via dreamy thought waves.  Mom is attuned to me and has no problem getting my transmissions.  We are a team.  

Here I am before my nap, enjoying a sunpuddle

I am going to show this selfie to effurybuddy at Cat on my Head. ! I'll go look for yours! 

Kitties!  Mom said what in the world did I mean about wondering what it is like to be in the spotlight.   Since I rule the entire household's schedule, and everything revolves around me,  she said "what's to wonder?  You are always in it."   Mom put the last thing in Face Book for me awhile ago, and I thought I would add it here to prove the point. 

 Sleep, perchance to dream of my handsome mancat!

Dear Kozmo, my love...here's what's going on...

I wonder what it's like to be in the spotlight. 

 

Peep Eye!

 

Made you look...

Mom and I play peep eye a lot.  We both hide one eye. 

Zoomed

 And Groomed.

We say "hey" and we'll get on about our catly business and other stuffs.  This was after my zooming grooming yesterday.  Stirred up 'dust' on my feathers...so mom needs to get out the kitty bath wipes.  I don't want Kozmo to see that. 

Ah...Mom Did it Right

 Kitties!  Poor old mom got it right this time.  But look at her adventure yesterday!

Here's her swimming pool!  

Mom totally loved that stat the iPhone gave her as she swum along.  
She saw her pace was 0 seconds per yard for the 7086 yds. that she was *in the water*! 

Today, however, she forgot her swim cap so instead, she hit the track for three miles.  I think she means her exercise..not hitting it with a bat or something.  But with her, you never know.  

My handsome, suave, debonaire, champion, elite, mancat! 

Me, looking for him.  I have a treat for him!  Me. 

She'll be getting the Zoom groom out again as soon as she comes back from the grocery IF I am awake.  All she has to do if I am in my beddie is whisper,  "brushie"? 

Did I?

Kitties, I left you wondering if I got my brushies.  I did.  It was late afternoon, the sun was coming in the windows.  Mom got the Zoom Groom out and started my brushies.  I loved it,   I settled right down.  Got bushels of furs out.  Then she ran the human hair brush over me (I love that too) so as to get the loose furs there before I ingested them and returned them for cleanup later. 

Mom mistakenly picked the wrong workout when she got to the track this morning.  She accidentally hit "swim" and had no earthly idea how to stop it.  And she sure did try!  For hours. To no result whatsoever.  Oh, wait.  She said she rebooted the watch 3 times, unknowingly.  Sigh.   Her entire workout was not recorded but the 4.25 miles she swam were-- and she got maybe half a mile down in swimming around the track.  Pi$$ed her off.  Totally messed up her accounting of exercise for the week with this false reading.  

One of the brovvers sent her a uTube video on how to stop the thing!  That was long after she got home and had given up till whenever.

She had had another BLT, way too early for lunch, but again, that oatmeal ain't worth killin'.  She said she could eat a bucket of the stuff (dried cherries and chopped walnuts added) and still be starving an hour later.  The two eggs she has alternate days don't help a whole lot more either!  So, BLT, lemonade and Dr, Pepper will be coming right up.  

Here's what greeted us this morning.  Mom didn't get trapped outside in her nightie this time.  She now puts a book between the screen door and the jamb and her on the deck, while trying to take a freezing cold picture. 

sun ball is a'comin' up. 

Sunny Day. Chasin' the Clouds Away...

Kitties!  Mom's in a slump,  so I haven't been here in quite a while, but I forced her to the computer anyway just now.  She got home from deserting me for the track, fixed herself a BLT, and did not even offer a brushie for me yet!  I asked all morning before she left at 9.  No regard for me AT all.  Now she's downing Dr. Pepper like it was manna or something!  Sheesh.

Ok.  Fine.  I'm outta here! 

Watching mom.  Carefully.

Closer...where's the brushies?