
It is snowing heavily. We got 8 inches last night. Where is spring?
~Precious Flower~
Oh, it was the most citing night of all. Momma opened the door to feed Mistrie. Patches and I were sitting there, hoping for a handout. Mistrie saw us and came to the door; Momma opened it, and she came in! Yes, all the way! She has the loudest motor I have efur heard and she purred and purred while both Patches and I took turns nose touching, kissing, getting the smells of the Big Piney Woods from her fur. Momma didn't let her stay long, something about not wanting to start a cat fight. (She was talking about Patches.) It was a joyous thing!
Have you thought about what strange ears the furless ones have. They aren't pointed (unless they are in a star trek movie) and when Daddy starts getting nice hairs in there, he pulls them out with the twe-sirs. Momma has holes in her ears with silver hoops in them that serve no purpose, except get caught on things. Their ears don't swivel at all, and I never see them washing behind them. I don't think they hear very well out of them, either, they are always saying "huh?" They can't flatten them when they get mad, they are just stuck in place. Momma puts hunks of dough in her's cuz she says our foolishness keeps her awake when she is taking her nighttime nap, but I think it is Daddy's night noise.
This moose is not only vishus she has a voracious appetite. She was eating on Momma's yew tree and Daddy had to go out and throw a cold, round ball of white stuff at her and then she just sauntered off like she owns the place. )I am sitting on the end of the couch, but you can't see me cuz the picher is too dark.)Yes, I used the bed too, when I first arrived, all skinny and starving. I am not sure I would fit in it, anymore. I was used to sleeping on the ground, so couldn't get the hang of it.
~Precious Flower~
Here is Mistrie in MY roundbed, last summer.
~Patches Lady~
First it was mine
From what I remember
It was bought for me
In 1999, September
(it was Oct., but that didn't rhyme)
I was new to the woods
And only two years old
The first of the cats
Or, so I was told
Now everycat has had a chance
To use it, you see
Mittens, Mistrie and Precious
Will all agree
It is comfy and soft
The right size and height
And just cuz I wouldn't use it
Doesn't give them the right
To take it from me
To enter my space
For it is mine
And that is my case
~Patches Lady~
2/07
The kittens are thriving and growing in their new furrever home. Big Lady Daughter sent us some pichers to share.
Beezie came and bisited me in the Big Piney Woods, yesterday. We had so much fun. We got to know each other better, and we danced the Hokey-Pokey, (he is a fantastic dancer.) I showed him all my toys and he went to the top of the climbing tree. We napped in my favorite chair, too.Precious: Momma, can I invite Beezie over to The Big Piney Woods to bisit with me?
Momma: Sure, sweetie.
Precious: Momma, will you brush me nice and put my pink ribbon on. I promise not to take it off?
Momma: Sure, sweetie.
Precious: When I am all ready, will you please call up Beezie on the talking machine, Momma?
Momma: I don't know his number, sweetie, but I will email his Momma.
Precious: Thank you, Momma, I am going to go watch out the window. I hope he doesn't get lost. The Big Piney Woods can be a scary place. Do you think he knows how to teleport, Momma? Maybe Daddy can go put some signs out. Do you think he will come, Momma? Do you think he will Hokey-Pokey with me? Oh, what if he doesn't come, Momma?
Momma: Settle down, Precious, I bet he will be here before you know it. Go and look out your window and calm down!
They are both so cute and sweet. Momma says she will update with new pichers, as they grow into big Meezers, like Sammy and Miles.
Happy Valentine's Day to all our furriends!!!
~The Big Piney Woods Cats~
~Patches, Mittens, Mistrie, Precious~
Everyone is getting their aristocratic names done. So, here are ours. As you can see, Precious, aka Squirt got two! Momma likes the purple part in her name, very fitting, she says. (Momma loves purple.) So, now, we would like the respect deserving of our names. Thank you very much.
Patches..... Countess Patches the Insouciant of Durdle Door
Mittens..... Her Grace Lady Mittens the Funereal of Chalmondley St Peasoup
Mistrie...... Lady Madame Mistrie the Imaginary of Piddletrenthide on the Carpet
Precious.... Duchess Precious the Subservient of Featherstonehaugh St Fanshaw
Squirt....... Entirely Miss Reverend Lady Squirt the Purple of Hopton Goosnargh
You can get your own fancy dancy name by going to Your Peculiar Aristocratic Title.
I am looking for a ground up hog.
Momma says she is having trouble posting pictures on blogger, and also when commenting on others, keeps getting a red x in the verification box. She says this is the NEW IMPROVED blogger.
Gemini figured out who took off the pillow tags, and Miles concurs. It wasn't Momma, it was Lazy Susan, and that is why she is hiding in the cupboard. Whew, what a relief, Momma won't be prosecuted, after all. I found her, and she wasn't spinning, but sitting there holding up all sorts of things, pans, waffle iron, mixer, and George Foreman. I have heard this George is REAL heavy, so, even though Susan is lazy, she must be strong.