Tuesday, February 28, 2006
Haiku To Spring
Looking for springtime
It has to be here somewhere
Mom must have hid it
I saw the snow fall
All over the lawn and trees
Where is springtime now?
If the geese come back
And the robins build their nests
Does that mean it's spring?
Oh, springtime, sweet spring
You finally have appeared
Now, in peace, I nap
The above Haikus were written by me, Patches, as I wait for spring.
Posted by One Of The Girls at 6:38 AM
Monday, February 27, 2006
Mom says it will surely go
Yes, I am talking about the snow
Someday, someday, away!!!
Replaced by a field of green
More flowers than I have ever seen
Someday, someday, to stay.
"Patience Mittens," Mom says to me
Winters hold will one day flee
Someday, someday, horray!
Posted by One Of The Girls at 6:36 AM
Sunday, February 26, 2006
Just Hanging Out
Sunday is a laid-back sort of day for us girls.
Posted by One Of The Girls at 6:08 AM
Saturday, February 25, 2006
Mine Mom said, because spring is something we are all hoping for, she would bring spring into the house, while we wait for it to appear. She went to the big sale place and bought primroses in red, purple and yellow. She put them in baskets on the kitchen counter, behind the sink, so when she does the dishes she can see them. Later on, she will plant them in the ground. They smell furry nice and give us some spring cheer. She has to put all plants up though, bacause Mittens eats anything green.
Posted by One Of The Girls at 6:59 AM
Friday, February 24, 2006
Patches decided to take a break today from blogging. I found these two pictures of them when they were hiding from me. It is so funny how cats, like ostriches, think you can't see them, if they can't see you. Of course, we humans always play along with this game...Mom
Patches in hiding
Mittens in hiding
Posted by One Of The Girls at 7:06 AM
Thursday, February 23, 2006
Mom's New Quilt
Mine Mom's sister-in-law made this quilt for her. She hand stitched the whole thing, and it took her a year to make. Mom is pretty proud of it, I am surprised she lets us sleep on it! It is called the log cabin pattern, because in the center of the quilt is a log cabin, like our cabin in the Big Piney Woods.
Posted by One Of The Girls at 7:38 AM
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
Mine Mom came home last week smelling of another kitty! This is just not allowed, Mom! She said she was over to see her human friend, Cis, who has a furgirl called Rokon. Mom said she was such a nice girl, all black, except for a white spot on her chest, and she let Mom pet her and she gave Mom headbutts. I do think she looks good on that colorful afghan.
Posted by One Of The Girls at 7:27 AM
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
Looking For Spring
The other day I wrote about Spring. Mom said it was right around the corner, so I told Mistrie. Now, she too, is looking for it, around every corner, every tree, every bush. She checked really good in the woodshed, where she sleeps, and even went out to the big shed where Dad stores the machine that chews up grass and the water rider Mom calls a boat. She reports so far, no luck spotting it. She said she would keep an eye out, along with watching for birds, mice, blowing leaves, coyotes, peoples, bugs, in fact anything moving that she might chase and catch/eat. She hopes it won't be too long, she is sick of winters .
Posted by One Of The Girls at 6:51 AM
Monday, February 20, 2006
Looking For Mistrie
Do you see her, Mittens?
Here she is!
Mistrie wants to thank all of you for the wonderful Haiku poetry you wrote her. She says she is fine, and maybe, someday she will come inside. The weather has warmed up and she is happy.
Posted by One Of The Girls at 7:01 AM
Sunday, February 19, 2006
Haiku By Mistrie
This was kind of sad. Mine Mom founded this Haiku poem, written by Mistrie, our outside semi-feral torbie girl cat. You must understand, it has been furry cold and windy here in A State Of Winter. She had written it with her paw in the snow and Mom came across it.
Alone and lonesome
I come to the window pane
Share some love with me
Posted by One Of The Girls at 6:43 AM
Saturday, February 18, 2006
Max had a good idea....Kitty Haiku. I love to writes poetry type stuff. For those of you who don't know, it is done in three lines, with 5 syllables in the first, 7 in the second, and 5 in the third.
We saw, in Meezertails, a lovely Haiku poem to us, from Miles. We writed one for him.
Miles, a Siamese
Mysterious and aloof
We shall dream of you
~Patches and Mittens~
Posted by One Of The Girls at 6:27 AM
Friday, February 17, 2006
Here is some help with our pawprints for the pawtrait contest at 2Carolina Cats place. Mine Mom says this contest is furry hard and we need all the help we can get!!
1. Mittens: She is a polydactyl. That means she has extra toes so her paws are big!! (See picher of her sleepin with Dad below)
2. Patches: I have all 4 of mine toes showing and remember, I am a calico. (See picher of me below and note leg colors)
3. Mistrie: She is outside, and the hint I give is this; "black paw tracks underneath her"
Hope this helps.
Posted by One Of The Girls at 7:21 AM
Thursday, February 16, 2006
Is It Spring Yet?
I am patiently waiting for spring. Mine Mom says it is "right around the corner," so, I looked in all the corners, but couldn't find it. I told her this, and she said, "Oh, Patches, that is just a saying." ......... I know... YOU said it, Mom!!! Now I am so confused, and to top it off, she said the groundhog did not see his shadow in A State Of Winter, so there won't be 6 more weeks of winter like in the States of the East. So, how many more weeks before spring has sprung, another of Mom's famous statements. And if spring is going to sprung, how will it do that? So....I sit here waiting for spring.......and if/when it sprungs, will I know it.....will I hear it....will I see it... will I smell it??
Posted by One Of The Girls at 6:28 AM
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
Mine mom says mine Dad is tired; and, guess what.... he gets paid to be 'tired. He has time to spend with us girls now, and give us more hugs, kisses, and Dad loves (them is different than Mom loves, cuz her loves on us even when we want to leave and do kitty things.) Mom is going to be 'tired starting in March and she is going to get paid, too! Wonder if us kitties will get paid when we get 'tired. We work hard, endlessly, to keep things in tip-top shape, and we don't get no week-ends off, or holidays either. I'm tired!!!
Note: That is Mittens being all cutsey pie with Dad.
Posted by One Of The Girls at 6:54 AM
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
Mine Mom love candles. She has a Christmas candle she is still burning and it went sideways as it burned so she put it on the hearth of the hot metal fire box we use to heat the cabin when it is cold. Being the nosey kitty I am, I had to go over and sniff. She told me "NO," really loud, and said I would burn my whiskers off! She put it up so I wouldn't be tempted to sniff it and burn something like my little nose or whiskers, which I really need. I liked looking at the flame though; Makes me very drowsy. She told me, "fire has it's place." Guess fire can be a good thing or a bad thing.
Posted by One Of The Girls at 6:48 AM
Monday, February 13, 2006
Mine Mom says last night was the full moon. She says that is why I just won't settle down. I jumpy on the bed over and over, walk on the purrsons, cooing and making night noises.
Then it is time to make Mittens join me. She is always so prissy and never does anything fun when it comes to bedtime crazies. She is such a snot, she doesn't want Mom and Dad yelling at her, or getting upset, so she snuggles into Mom and makes biscuits into the covers and does her high cry, then tunnels under the covers and purrs. If she does jump down off the bed, in the night to get a drink, I chase her big time, and she always jumps back up on the bed next to Mom for purrtections.
So.......I just run round by myself, chirping, tail held high. Then I sit in the window and meditate, the moon shining on my sleek fur, listening to the coyotes howl....... It is a good night...
(The purty picher was painted by Quint Buchholz )
Posted by One Of The Girls at 7:38 AM
Sunday, February 12, 2006
Fairies...........I must wait and see what they want. I see them in mine eyes, with green and blue silken dresses and pointy feets. They hum fairy tunes to me to put me to sleep. I must try and stay awake..........Patches
Note from Mom: I have heard from others that if you look into a cat's eyes you can see fairies. I, personally, have never seen them.......but.............
Posted by One Of The Girls at 6:41 AM
Saturday, February 11, 2006
Mine Mom says I have whiskers that remind her of a walrus. What do you think?
Posted by One Of The Girls at 7:03 AM
Friday, February 10, 2006
I've been tagged by Princess Mia
Here are the rules:
1. Go into your archives.
2. Find your 23rd post.
3. Post the fifth sentence (or closest to it).
4. Post the text of the sentence in your blog along with these instructions.
5. Tag five other people to do the same thing.
My 23rd Post, 5th sentence: It is all gray right now.
Tagging: Dino and Egypt; The Monsters; Taz; Whiskers and Dimples; and Angel and anyone else who wants to play.
Posted by One Of The Girls at 1:48 PM
Thursday, February 09, 2006
So many kitty blogs have been talking about Rainbow Bridge and the "cat who came before." Here am a picher of mine Mom and her very first gray boy, Mimi. He lived to be 12, quite old back in the olden days, when kitties wandered high and low and had all their private parts intact, which made them fight and yowl.( This picher was taken in Minnesota in her parent's yard.)
Mom said Mimi was such a good boy and would let her dress him up in baby bonnets and clothes and she could push him in the doll buggy. (It appears to me mine Mom didn't know how to hold him.)
This was before they knew about Rainbow Bridge and her mom told her that Mimi was up in the clouds.....
Years ago, when mine Mom made her website she added Rainbow Bridge where people can add their kitties and woofies. I am giving you the link, if you want to check it out.
Posted by One Of The Girls at 6:23 AM
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
The Story Of The Geese
Mine Mom said the geese flew over the house in a great V formation, honking loudly the other day. I am looking for them. You can see the nest at the tip of my right ear.
This is what she tells me about them:
"The geese of the State of Winter are returning on tired wings (or, did they not even go South, but stay by the big lake to spend the season?) They are coming back to the land that raised them, staking their claim. The strongest will win out, the prize--the nest. They will fight each other, brother against brother, their mates waiting silently. They were close, as yellow babies, and all the while growing up.....but now, they are enemies, fighting for the right to use the nest their mother hatched them in two years ago. The frozen pond will be littered with feathers, carried away by the wind. This battle will go on until the waters open, the trillums bloom, and the trees begin to leaf out. A victor will emerge, claim the nest, and for 28 days following the last egg laid, mom goose will stay on the nest (except for short spurts to feed.) If we are lucky, we will see the babies jump into the icy water, never to return to the nest.....until they, as adults, decide to stake a claim. Over the spring and early summer they will grow, amazingly fast, to become as large as their parents in 6 - 8 weeks!" They will leave their calling card all over our lawn, chase Mistrie if she gets too close, and march back and forth across the highway to where they spend their nights in the open field, coming back every morning. Cars come to a stop and watch the parade (as many as 22, three different families.) Then, as suddenly as they appear, they disappear...back to the lake? We don't know for sure, but they are always welcome in The Big Piney Woods Pond."
I shall keep on watching for them.
Posted by One Of The Girls at 6:55 AM
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
This is what it really looks like right now, but Mistrie found a dry spot. At least the sun is shining and the snow is melting.Mine Mom says when February comes, spring can't be too far away....let's hope.
She also told us the geese are back! She saw five yesterday morning on the icy pond, lookin over the nest. Oh, boy, yeller babies ina spring!! Bet if you look close you can see the nest. It is straight above Mistrie's head on the far shore.....can you see it?
Posted by One Of The Girls at 5:08 PM
Monday, February 06, 2006
Mistrie Last Summer
Mine Mom says we need a "ray of sunshine" here in A State of Winter. She found this picher of Mistrie last summer on the back deck. As you can see, Mom loves flowers! She is busy planning for the upcoming summer with catalogs and gardening magazines and already boughted morning glory seeds at Wal-Mart. (You can see Mistrie's bed behind the flowers.)
Posted by One Of The Girls at 7:05 AM
Sunday, February 05, 2006
Getting Tech Support
Mom says she has talked to this feller when trying to get help with her computer. If you have tried to get tech support, you probably have talked to him, too. Here am the story.......
Mujibar was trying to get a tech support job in India.
The Personnel Manager said, "Mujibar, you have passed all the tests, except one. Unless you pass it you cannot qualify for this job. Make a sentence using the words Yellow, Pink and Green."
Mujibar said, "The telephone goes green, green, green, and I pink it up, and say, "Yellow, this is Mujibar.'"
Mujibar now works as a technician at a call center for computer problems.
No doubt you have spoken to him.
Posted by One Of The Girls at 7:16 AM
Saturday, February 04, 2006
My New Year's resolution was to help mine Mom more. So, it is bill paying time, and I am being a big helper. Mom is really appreciating all I do, 'cept when I try to lick the stamps. Lookit all those baskets of bills, she needs help!!!
Posted by One Of The Girls at 7:04 PM
Friday, February 03, 2006
Yesterday morning was very cold and windy. A day to stay inside for sure.
Mom said, "I am going out to meet the day." What duz this mean?
According to her, and I quote, "Meeting the day, in A State of Winter, means putting on a heavy coat, boots, scarf, and mittens and grabbing the shovel. It seems, the snow plow, for some reason known only to the county of Bonner, feels the need to push snow into our already plowed driveway. If they feel we need additional work, they will fly by the driveway, on the mailbox side, and completely wipe it out. It will be found in the ditch, banged up, and the post broken. This happens, on an average, four times a winter, (more or less) depending on amount of snow and how heavy it is. Dad has to go out and do a quick fix until spring."
I am wondering........why do they push the snow around, anyway? Don't they like it spread evenly and feel the need to pile it? Guess we could go help....we are good at that sort of thing...on second though, think I will supervise.
I sat on the TV and watched as Dad cutted down that big aspen tree too. I shall supervise as the purrsons clean that up and put it in the woodshed. My work is never done!!
Posted by One Of The Girls at 7:01 AM
Thursday, February 02, 2006
Cat Phrase Translations
Mom recieved the following from Daisy and her Mom, Sue. Here is a nifty translation for your purrsons.
miaowbu: Feed me.
meeow: Pet me.
mrooww: I love you.
Miioo-oo-oo: I am in love and must meet my betrothed outside beneath the hedge. Don't wait up.
mrow: I feel like making noise.
rrrow-mawww: Please, the time is come to tidy the cat box.
rrrow-miawww: I have remedied the cat box untidiness by shoveling the contents as far out of the box as was practical.
miaowmiaow: Play with me.
Miaowmioaw: Have you noticed the shortage of available cat toys in this room?
mioawmioaw: Since I can find nothing better to play with, I shall see what happens when I sharpen my claws on this handy piece of furniture.
raowwwww: I think I shall now spend time licking the most private parts of my anatomy.
mrowwwww: I am now recalling, with sorrow, that some of my private parts did not return with me from that visit to the vet.
Roww-maww-roww: I am so glad to see that you have returned home with both arms full of groceries. I will now rub myself against your legs and walk back and forth between them as you walk towards the kitchen.
gakk-ak-ak: My digestive passages seem to have formed a hairball. Wherever could this have come from? I shall leave it here upon the carpeting.
mow: Snuggling is a good idea.
moww: Shedding is pretty good, too.
mowww!: I was enjoying snuggling and shedding in the warm clean laundry until you removed me so unkindly.
Miaow! Miaow!: I have discovered that, although one may be able to wedge his body through the gap behind the stove and into that little drawer filled with pots and pans, the reverse path is slightly more difficult to navigate.
Mraakk!: Oh, small bird! Please come over here.
ssssRoww!: I believe that I have found a woodchuck or similar animal.
mmmrowmmm: It is certain that the best tasting fish is one you have caught yourself.
mmmmmmm: If I sit in the sunshine for another hour or so, I think I shall be satisfied.
Mreoaw: Please ask room service to send up another can of tunafish.
Mreeeow: Do you serve catnip with that?
mroow: I have forced my body into a tiny space in order to look cute. How'm I doin?
Miaooww! Mriaow!: Since you are using the can opener, I am certain that you understand the value of a well-fed and pampered cat. Please continue.
Maybe now they will understand us!
Posted by One Of The Girls at 6:37 AM
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
Thanks for all the wonderful support bout my tail!
Mom is also cited because after blogging only 6 weeks, we have been nominated at Blogging Outloud for pet blog of the month! Thanks to whoever nominated us, and feels we are worthy.
Just to report, my tail am fine. I did "play it up for all it was worth," though, listening to many great suggestions from my cat blogger friends.
First of all, I runned around the house with my tail all bended. I held it up so the bend was very apparent. I made sure Dad saw me really good, then I laid down and gave it a good look-see while washing it. Then, I ran around again, being very pitiful. (we practiced this at the nap-a-thon so I really knew what to do.) After that, I went over to Dad's chair and "fell over", that gets them everytime. I pretended it hurted lots longer than it did, Mom tried to touch it and I yowled in protest. When she mention TED (The Evil Vet) I got better real quick. She checked it and said it felt fine, gave me extra stinky goodness and treats and lot of petting; I did good! I am ignoring her right now. I have my tail tucked, if you notice.
Posted by One Of The Girls at 7:00 AM