Thursday, October 16, 2008

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.


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Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Old Souls Rest

Grab a fishing pol...
By MaryBlake & Mac Avery


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.

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Friday, October 10, 2008

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.


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Thursday, October 9, 2008

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.


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Saturday, October 4, 2008

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.


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