Smile...

Kitties, the middle picture here means a lot to me. Because the kitties are watching their Dad sleep and they are joyfully imagining and anticipating the gladness that their Dad will have when he wakes to the lovingly chosen gifts they have brought him. 

 The last indoor-outdoor cat we had was Robin, the tiny 6-and-a-half-pound Tortie.  She brought gifts almost every day.  Food for the table.  She was warmly praised, petted, and praised some more for bringing we four members of her family, supper.  We secretly to ourselves wished she wouldn't, but we never told Robin that.  We spent many many many MANY hours catching the supper still alive and returning it outside, and we stealthily removed the other meals she brought.  They really and truly think they are giving us gifts that show their love.

And if that last one in the beauty parlor doesn't nail it...nothing will.  I can see Katie and Dai$y there now--  In Italy of course,-- soon as they get off the jetliner they use to travel. 

Rainy Sunday...

 Kitties, as always, I don't think it will stop raining except maybe once every 10 days.  And only for that day.  They may be sun but usually, it's gray and cloudy instead and cold of course.

Glad to know about the onesie though thanks to those of you who have used them.  I could not imagine how I could use my litterbox.  I am thinking that if I have another tooth extraction I may go to one.  My mom can't give me a pill for pain so they gave me a pain patch last time.  That was horrible too. And they put that huge plastic cone on me though I sent the cloth cone I bought, to use.  They refused  Meanwhile, even after I could finally stand, the cone they put on must have been meant for a dog, it was so huge there was no way to eat.  Mom took it off of me.   BLOG HOP TIME! 

Happy Valentines Day to come!  

Mom got a hitch in her gitalong and can't get Cat on My Head's picture in here for the BLog Hop! !  Mine either.  Sigh.  

Inquiring Mom's Wanna Know

 Kitties!  How does a kitty use their litterbox cleanly when they are wearing a Onesie?  Seriously.  Do you need a whole lot of them?

Wednesday Lovins

 Kitties!  I got the nicest surprise yesterday. A loving heart was given to me, and it is scented in silvervine.  Oh my goodness.  I have rolled and tossed and rolled over and over with that heart.  I love it.  

Mom's silly slippered foot jumped in there to photobomb me!  I'll lay a bitey that slipper the first chance I get!  He'll squeal! 

My tongue is out in both pictures

I was licking the heart for all it was worth! YUM.

What a Surprise

 Kitties!  Yesterday, Mom finally got so tired of seeing my long pink tunnel in the living room taking u space and me not using it hardly at all...she picked it up and put it in MY room.  I saw her do it as I rested in my recliner.

She returned to the living room and sat to continue her reading.  After an hour or so, I got off the chair and walked to go down the hallway.  Here is what Mom wrote to the brothers and the Mother of my Client in an iMessage. 

MOM:  Well, I made Miss Katie’s days!  I took the tunnel out of the living room to give me a break after 10 years of it. I laid it out in her room.  She saw it was gone but just sadly rested in her chair.  Later she left-probably for her room, and she came racing back to me with flames coming off her!  She came to a full hurried stop and peered at me as if to say, I FOUND it!  She raced around the room in a circle…flew into the kitchen, and thundered back to her room.  I sneaked down the hall and found her in it.  She flew back and forth maybe six or so times with her full-throttle setting before bedtime. 

Now.  (and she sits in it too)

Nice to get a break for awhile from looking at Pink Tunnel. 

ACK!

Kitties!   I really put all my effort into it.  I horked all of my breakfast back up all over LION!  A great deal got on the carpet too, all around Lion. Mom refused to take a photo of my marksmanship.  She said no one wanted to see it.  That they might be dealing with some of that in their own homes.  Of course, mom was trying to eat her breakfast.  And drink her coffee.  😱

Ackshully.... PeeEss: Edited: An Honor. Come See!

Kitties!!!

 Askshully, mommy said it wasn't she who sat down next to ME...it was ME who insists on sitting next to her in that little chair.  She's in that chair reading, and I jump up.   And though she tries to make room for me, there is only a narrow strip of maybe six inches...a narrow trough indeed... for me to lay.  I want to be with her...so I stand on the thigh of her right leg... and literally fall over on my own right side, and try to lay beside her.  You can see most of me is still outside of that little area, and my right leggie has to stick up in the air.  When brother was here, he would double over laughing.  He grabbed his phone to show my dilemma.

I will tell you kitties though. I  always purr hard and mom has her right hand in my furs... and smoothing my headie and earsie furs too.  I lay my head on her right knee and rest for a good half hour usually while she reads.  It cracks my brother up. 

Troof! 

 

And Kitties, LOOK!  Me, Katie has been honored by Bionic Basil. 👇