Cat Naps and More Cat Naps

Okay, I know. It’s been a while since I’ve been able to post. Crazy stuff has been going on here. First, let me tell you it’s been cold. The heated bed in the kitty condo has kept my Bum warm enough. If I let on that I’m the least bit chilly, Miss Erin will whip me up in her arms and plop me in the RV. It’s not that the RV is a dump or anything; I just miss my freedom (and the kitty daily multivitamins).

There has been a lot of commotion. That noise down the street has something to do with it all. The big ‘uns keep tracking back and forth. The ones with the funny hats make me meow-how. That’s a chuckle cat style for you humanoids that aren’t familiar with felines.

Then there is the water fountain in the front yard. Don’t get me wrong, I love moving water but this stuff is pretty yucky—even for a man cat like me. I like to see myself in the water dish. All I saw in that stuff was orange grit. Blech, blech, blech. I won’t make the mistake of drinking that again.

You people all know how particular (finickier than any feline I know) Miss Erin is. She is all about the clean, organic, pesticide-free, blah,blah, blah… oh yeah, what was I saying? Oh right, the water. It was nasssssty!

Well, on to my excuse for not posting. She packed up and left, taking the laptop with her. There. See, I couldn’t post. No computer. And before you suggest it, I don’t think they would have let me get my no-so-grubby paws on the public ones at the library, although I could have hitched a ride with V. V is the mail lady and sometimes she will give me a ride in the grumman mail truck (without knowing it).

I’ll be better, I promise. I get it. A promise isn’t much from a cat. Well, you aren’t a mouse and I’m not promising I won’t eat you already. Give it a rest, would ya’? So, if the water stays on and Miss Erin leaves the laptop unlocked, I’ll sneak in and type out an update when nobody is lookin’.





Meow for now.

Clang, Bang. Boom.

Whoa. Hold up. What's all the noise about? Can't a cat get some rest?

I guess the big 'uns need a road to drive those big trucks on. Not that they give me much of a ride. Yeah, Rick picks me up at the end of the street sometimes and lets me ride in the front seat of the truck. And every now and then, I get to sneak a ride in the Mail truck. But basically, the road is all for the humanoids.

Not sure what they are doing to it, but they keep digging and digging. Clanging and banging. Oy, lots o' work. Makes me want a nap. Only the noise...

So, I'm going to crawl under that statue over there and cover my ears. You go on and do whatever, I'll just hang out here. Let me know when the doughnuts arrive.

Old Souls Rest

Camping Advent...

Grab a fishing pol...

By MaryBlake & Mac Avery

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It is sad. The old lady next door went away to the hospital yesterday. No licking yogurt cups for me today. I know, I really wasn't supposed to be over there. Miss Erin was afraid I would get in the house and never get out. But I do love yogurt and she would leave the half-empty cup on the porch as she would wander the neighborhood. What's a cat to do? You know we are pure opportunists.

Well, today she did not come home. Her soul went on and I'm sure she is at peace now. The Humans seem very upset by it all, especially Miss Erin. She hasn't been sleeping well. I tried to help a bit by curling up at the foot of her bed. and Hey, I'm not a house cat--that's a sacrifice for me. Don't know if it helped or not.

So, to try and think on a more upbeat path, I want to share with you something my deliciously young new niece and nephew did. They wrote a book. Wait, I want to write a book too. Okay, another day. This is about MaryBlake and Mac now. They wrote this book http://tinyurl.com/3ol4wy/ all about camping and want to share it with the world. The money from sales will go to feed me. Okay, you caught me. That's not true. The money will go to their college fund. Maybe they will throw me a doughnut for effort when Miss Erin Isn't looking. These young authors need a break so at least go check out the site. Meow.

Oh Boy

Oh boy, what a day. These humans sure can act strange. First the mail lady didn't want me to ride in the truck. I tried to tell her it was okay, but she wasn't having any part of it. Nope. Out I go. I just want a little ride. Maybe just down the street. How 'bout you let me crawl in one of those boxes and curl up for a bit? You can bring me back on your way home.

I tried. So, for lack of something better to do, I found a shady spot in the front yard to take a nap.

Miss Erin had lots of company today. Always the pretty ladies. Such a perk living with a o beauty pro. Yummy pretty ladies. George would be happy. He always did like the parade over here. Anyway, Miss Brenda brought me treats. I could see 'em through the bag. looks like quite an assortment too. yummy, yummy, yummy! I think I'm in heaven. Oh my eyes are rolling in the back of my head.

Well, so much for sleep. They are working on the road and all I heard all day was, beep, beep, beep, beep. Enough with the beeping already! And those big yellow trucks just drive up and down the street. Will they be done with that soon guys? A guy needs his naps.

So if the moon doesn't fall out of the sky and tip the earth of of its axis, I'll sneak back on like when Miss Erin isn't looking and let you know what's going on in our neck of the woods. Meow for now.

What do I Look Like? A Rabbit?

Fall is here and the weather has cooled. Miss Erin is busy planting green stuff in the garden and I really hope she doesn't expect moi to eat it. Uncle Rick isn't much on the green stuff either. You have to be real careful with her. When you least expect it, she will slip in some of that organic grog. Not that it tastes terrible or anything. Most of it is actually good, but we can't let her know it. It would just encourage her.

There are rows and rows of lettuce, some kale, onions and I think a new blueberry bush too. She'll be pretty proud of herself when it all starts to come in. Good for her. Maybe she'll throw me a bite of something really good. Something with sugar on it. Yummo dudes.

Can't let her catch me on the computer again. Hey, but while I'm here I need to tell you about a yummy coupon I found online. Cents off if you go to http://goodliferecipe.com/ Just print it and slip it into your Mommy's handbag.

Okay, I'm off to try and find a coupon for doughnuts. Yeah, I'm sure my middle could use a little diet. We'll talk about that one later. So, if the street sweeper doesn't sweep up the neighbors yapping dog, I'll awake early one day to share some more adventures. Meow.

ooooooo it's Fall

I'm so excited. It's cooler outside and the little critters are all scurrying about. There are plenty of spiders for me to play with. I just love to lick their little legs and munch on their fat bodies. Yum. Not nearly as good as white powdered doughnuts, though.

My humanoid is busy tricking out the house with shiny new paint and caulk. Glad I don't have to help in that department. I'll just lay here and supervise. Wait, be careful where you step, girly!

That ladder does look like fun.

Well, as the air gets a bit cooler, Miss Erin wants me to make friends with Grummy and spend some time indoors. Not going to happen, Missy. I'm perfectly happy to stick to the Kitty condo. Just throw a blanket in there for me and I'll be fine.

Oh no, up the ladder again. I know I'm in the way, you could step over. The rung is blocking the sun from my eyes, plus the view is pretty good from here. Hey you knew I was George's cat when you let me come to live here. Oh, that's right, I didn't ask, did I? Well, I picked up a couple of bad habits from old George. I do love the ladies and can't live without doughnuts. Whoo Hooo. That's not so bad.

Alright already, I'm moving. I'll just slip across the street to see if anyone left some leftovers unattended. Greasy fries anyone.

So, if Miss Erin doesn't catch me at the keys again and banish me to the kitchen, I'll be back to fill you in soon. Meow for now, guys.

Here Comes the Rain

Well, by now you probably know that Miss Erin is into everything environmental. Ok, I have to admit that the organic kitty crunchies aren't quite as tasty as powdered white sugar doughnuts. But hey, she has my best interests at heart. I just wish she wouldn't make me eat in the kitchen. I so what if I want to scratch my ears off?

Anyway, the rain barrels are done. Whew. What a job. You would think she thinks I'm an engineer. "Lenny, do you think that looks straight? Lenny, How much water do you think that will hold. Oh Lenny, does it feel like rain to you?"

Yup. Sure does look like rain.

Miss Erin wants me to let you know you can find the easy instructions on YouTube. What the heck is YouTube? Anyway, here is the link http://tinyurl.com/3vgyxu I assume you know what to do with it. That's what I have a Human for. Oh yeah, and the doughnuts.

Time for me to take my spot under the RV before she decides I need to be in the house. Anything but in the house. Don't coop me up. I love the great outdoors and the furry little kitty multivitamins I can catch on a good day.

Hey, it's the food chain!

My New Friend Ernie

Tropical storm Hanna blew through our neck of the woods yesterday, which meant I was cooped up in the RV all day. My sister Grummy and I promised we would get along but Erin didn't take us seriously and banished us to our own spaces. Lucky me, I got the luxury RV. Ha. Got you little sis'.
Today was beautiful. I got up and did my stretches. Ate a hearty helping of crunchy kibble and set off to help Erin and Rick with an environmental project.
Miss Erin dragged home two big, black barrels. Today, we turned them into rain barrels to water the garden.
I can just about smell the catnip now. Ahhhhh. At least, I hope she plants catnip. Knowing her, it will probably be lettuce, or kale, or something else just as dreadfully healthy.
Anyway, I was really tuckered out from moving all that stuff around. When I went to find a spot to rest, I saw Ernie, the Northern Water Snake.
Of course Ernie was being such a poser. He puffed out his jaw and hissed and struck. What a Napoleon complex.
I tried to tell him to chill but it was too late, Erin scooped him up between two sticks and popped him into a bucket. Poor Ernie. I wasn't sure if she was going to put him in a cage or eat him. You'll be glad to know she didn't fry him up for dinner. You never know.
Eventually, when she got tired of him she let him go in the woods.
Bye-bye Ernie, come back to visit when the big guys are gone.
Well, it's time for a short sleep. So, if the dew falls on the zoyzia grass and the crickets don't keep me up all night chirping, I'll be back soon to show you how our project turned out.

Hello Hanna

Hey, I was sleeping here. What's all the fuss about? Could you keep it down? Geez, a cat can't catch a break. The sun is shining. The air is warm. And I had just found the perfect spot in the front flowerbed to snooze off my breakfast.
Oh. "Move Lenny," Erin says. "Hurry up. Chop Chop."
Okay already, I'm movin' as fast as I can.
Well folks, things are in full swing here. Seems we are sitting in the path of some big storm named Hanna. It has all these big 'uns scrambling. They are haulin' in water. Wait, I didn't see any kitty treats. Guys, What about the Kitty treats?
I guess they didn't hear me.
Here comes the big tanks that go on the grill. Maybe they are planning to make me some fish for dinner. NOT. Miss Erin never lets me eat the fun stuff. It's always healthy, healthy, smealthy. Wait. Fish IS healthy. I'll probably still get kitty kibble.
I'm just going to find another place to chill until they get done with whatever it is they have planned. I'm sure they will let me know if they need me.
Somebody needs to stock up on powdered doughnuts. I'm sure I saw that listed in the get ready guide. Okay, I hear you. No, I can't read. I made it up. I just want powdered doughnuts already.
So, if my kitty condo doesn't blow away and Miss Erin doesn't pack us all in the RV and run for the hills, I'll be back soon to fill you in on all the excitement in my neck of the woods.

Happy Labor Day! Meow, it was a good one. I got me a hot dog. No silly, the kind made of yummy...parts. Who knows what's really in them? I don't care; they sure are good. Even with the circle tree gone, the sun wasn't too hot to enjoy the picnic. We'll soon enogh have a new tree--a "George Tree". From what the big 'uns say, it's a type of maple, but what does a feline know? I know I like hot dogs. Got my tummy full and slept it off in the flowerbed. Rick still gave a super helping of kitty crunchies tonight. Guess it's 'cause I helped him in the workshop tonight. I helped supervise adding salt to the swimming pool too. You would think that would rate a doughnut or two. Not.
I met two young ladies who moved into my old house. Can't wait to sneak in and see if THEY have doughnuts.Afterall, they did bring cake. The chicks have taste. I wonder if they like middle-aged cats with an itch or two? Better be careful, Erin might get jealous.
Well, if the sun comes up tomorrow, and I still crave powdered doughnuts, I'll be back to tell you how things are going in the neighborhood. Meow for now.

Len needs a pedicure

Lenny here. Things are good. Miss you terribly. My paws are healing up but it seems I might need a pedicure. Lightning sure does leave a scar--good thing it's only the front two. All the ladies are chipping in to help Miss Erin with the vet bills. It's a holiday weekend and it's really hard for everyone. You being gone wasn't supposed to happen. I'm still hoping someone will drop a fry. Man, I miss the grease, the salt-- not as much as I miss you.

Hey George, it's me, Lenny.

So much is changing and it's been a while since I've seen you. I hear the "big ones" talk about you. I think they are planning a party for you. I'm still hanging out waiting for my powdered doughnuts, but it doesn't look like it's happening. Every time someone looks like they are ready to hand one over, Erin squints her eyes all slitty and takes them away. Drats! I had my heart set on eating doughnuts in bed in my new kitty condo. Now I'll have to settle for the healthy kitty crunchies she passes off as tasty. I'm sleepy, so a nap is in order. Come back later and I'll tell you what I find out.