Thank you Ruby!

 Ruby Rose  said something in a comment on the last blog of mine, that I loved.  Totally loved.  She said "Cat's should have entrance music when they walk starting their day.  LOVED it.  

I am guessing this scene is the one she spoke of.  Mom tried to get me as I was walking down the hallway. And by the time she fumbled about trying to bring up the camera, I stopped walking toward her for a moment and had just started again.  But Ruby is right.  We are graceful. With my tail up, and with a happy S shape on seeing my mom, I can almost hear the orchestra playing myself.  

My Day Starts....

 A night of work, and a day of almost solid sleep after I got up for breakfast and tended to a few things.  

Me, at the head of the hall.  Half a Bell Shape to your right.

Here I come! 

You wish to speak, Mom?

In for work time...

My most favorite of many favorite places to be, above here.  I brush myself all the time and Mom finds my beautiful whiskers here all the time. 

Here I am...ready for my Mom brushies.  I wait here each morning until she does finally brush me. 

 

 Kitties!  I am sleeping in my PTU which is good.  I have been doing that since I came home with Mom.  

Mom's been on squirrel duty like, forever!  Well, since she started feeding the hummingbirds again in April.  There is one pest squirrel that comes to the feeder every single day and drinks from it!  That messes up the birds.  They can't use it when the squirrel is there -and he drinks most of it until Mom catches him and slams the broom on the deck to scare him.  Bees come because he got nectar all over the outside. 

She has to boil an additional batch every day and a half to keep the squirrel going and the hummingbirds too when they can get to it.  That's a bunch of sugar she said.

You'd have to be here to know why we can't hang one from a tree. Trees are all too gigantic.  And a stand in the yard won't do.  Mom had to go through it to keep deer and squirrels out of that type of feeder for long enough.  She finally gave up.  So the hummingbirds try to eat from a feeder on the deck suspended from a feeder hanger.  

Here I am, having a serious convo with Mom last night about this entire situation.  

I have the solution.  Get out the pea shooter! 

I know what I'm talking about. 

Fine!  I'll just go over here on my new scratcher!!!!

pee ess:  That table has leprosy mom said. The lady who sold it to mom said she took an oak table and stained it and tried her hand at distressing the finish and knows she ruined it.  One day mom will get someone to restore it.  The thing is as heavy as a log, beveled thick thick glass, and is a beauty.  Except for its skin disease. 

Fun

 Kitties!  I had the most fun a while ago.  Mom dug out Robins's favorite tailless, hard as a stone,  very desiccated old fur mousie.  Not any longer than Mom's thumb if!  And mouse-shaped.  But it was Robins's favorite toy back in the 90's. And when Robin had to leave us...Mom saved two of those mice.  They were whapped under the washing machine, but Mom didn't know that until a new machine was installed.  There were several of Robin's toys under there.  Very dear to Mom and my brothers to this day.  We let Admiral play with them some, and of course, Mom had to scrape the mousie out from under the couch multiple times while I played.  Mom said I suddenly came totally alive and like a kitten again.

Mom worries about my seeming inertia,  but I turned the trash over again in the bedrooms.  Mom heard a thud as she was going into our bedroom last night.  She didn't know what it was, so she looked in the spare bedroom first, and there I was in the darkened room, hovering over the trashcan "kill" & examining the contents.  Mom only smiled big and left me to my prize.  It was sweet really, I heard her say.  

This evening I was bounding at top speed whapping that poor mousie all over the living room and down the hall.  I quit after 5 minutes or so.  So mom can see I am not inert all the time. 

This is Robin's Mousie from the early 90's.  One pink ear, black beady eyes, red nosie and no tail. 

Here I am, laughing at Mousie and Mom as well.  It's funny to see her enjoy this so much! 

Kitties! LOOK! I Won a PRIZE!

 Look Kitties!  I won a prize.  And even mommy got a beautiful sparkly bracelet to enjoy and luggage tags and a pen with a paw front on it.  PINK paw pads! Want to see?  Excuse Mommy's gravelly voice.  She has allergies to allergies!  She sounds awful, but she and I are grateful for my prize and we wanted to say so. 

Thank you so so much, Bionic Basil and the B Team.  We are honored and tickled with our gifts and so glad we won!  Smoochies to you, and each member of the team. 

and Kitties...see me all gorgeous on my new red blankie? 

Boy, Mom!

 Mom went off way early this morning to go to her son and DIL and Client's home.  Mom and SIL went to JoAnn's Fabrics. She had to buy a new piece of very firm foam for the worn-out seat cushion of the platform rocker.  

That means she left me ALL alone until 2!! 

 That was not nice!  She bought a bunny who wears glasses...she got the foam which was a block lying there for sale the exact size she needed.  They got lunch later and went back to my Client's house to cut the thick foam for the chair.  Mom said it was like a dream sitting there now when she tried it.  Can't feel the bones of the chair anymore.  WHEW!

I don't like being left alone even if I am asleep...it's the scary thing to do.  I might have had a bad dream or something!  They looked at clothes too in Belks and several other places and hit a place called Sephora.  Mom could have been home holding ME much earlier.

Here I am yesterday.  Same ol' same ol', I know. 

On my way to Austin's home in Wales...see ya bye! 

Back.  He wore me out. 

Hot Enough to Make a Cat puddle...

 Kittiez!  Hotter than who dunnit here.  Well, extremely humid is more to the problem.  Us kitties don't worry about our furs but Mom's long hair looks like a wire brush.  I think it's funny.  She doesn't think it's funny.  She covers it up with a ball cap these past few days when she goes out. I just prance around looking stunning! 

I've been lying about showing off my bikini.  No mancats to admire me but maybe one will come by soon.  

Mom got a laugh out of this the other day and thought to ask me to share it.  

My bikini.  Going topless today! 

AT LAST!

 Kitties! Mommy FINALLY bought me some new toys and...a new bathroom!  

She bought me two candy canes.  She put the other one away for later.  It is marinating.  And she got me a very large kicker.  I was asleep in my too small beddie when she came to my room. I opened my eyes...she said "Here" and gently tossed it to the floor.  I got up immediately and went straight to it...flopped on my side and kicked the smithereens out of it.  Mom stopped by the door while I was resting and just showed me the candy cane.  I got up at once and followed her to the living room.  She tossed it to the floor.  I licked it green. 

My candy cane! 

My big kicker.  See my eyes?  (biggafy) 

Brand new Potty

I went in to use my commode and lo!  It was gray and different.  I spoke about that, but she ignored me.  I came in, ate some dry food, and went straight to the new box.  Observe my new bathroom.  So while the entrance opening is perhaps an inch, no more than two inches higher, I made it in and out. 

Uh....uh Mom?

 

*I* am NOT amused!  MOM started laughing when she saw the photos on the iPhone  

Alone Again, Naturally.

 Brother went on home back over the mountains.  We miss him since he hit the road yesterday.  

I had a good visit at the V-E-T.  Just got my nails done.  This time as they had a patient they were tending to, another tech wasn't available so I went back like a big girl by myself.   Came home and I was completely at ease. 

Brother took a few pictures and enjoyed petting my furs gently while I slept.  Here I am.  

Mommy has an earworm with the song entitled Alone Again, Naturally.  Heeee.  Alone Again, Naturally

Oh Dear

 Mom has the bedroom doors closed.  Not sure why but I will bet it is because I am going to try to get my pawdicure.  It's been weeks and weeks as I was scared badly by my PTU last time when Mom went to get me into the PTU.  The floor of it dropped onto me and scared me. I leaped out like Superman! Had to wait 2 weeks for another appointment.  Today.  Brother is still here to distract me and the doors are closed so I can't get UTB.

Here is a dear, dear reminder of those times we wish would never come.  It makes mom tear up to see it but it is just perfect.  Mom and I wanted to share it with those who haven't seen it yet. 

Mom always hopes for this with her babies. 
 

Waiting....

 Having a bath, fluffing up...smoothing my furs and smelling wonderful.  Waiting for Brovver.