Tyeebe get outta my face! See me….wooohooo*thunders down the hall*
Cwap!! How long does this stupid behaviour go on, Mom? A few more months, Shoko. Months?? I was never this bad. Tyeebe scratches and bites like all the time. I know, but so did you. No, that’s hard to believe. You see my gardening gloves? Ya. I used to wear those while watching TV or sitting anywhere near you. You drew blood every time you were on my lap.
Me?? It’s all part of growing up, Shoko. So be patient with Tyeebe, she’ll outgrow it.Don’t even think about biting my tail, Tyeebe. I got your number.
Shoko, did you look in the basement for Elfin John? Yep, not a sign of the little guy. Did you look in the garage, Kali? Sure did, its cold as charity out there. I doubt if he’s hiding in dad’s toolbox…besides we’d have to open it for him with a winch. We’ve looked everywhere. We never looked in the laundry room. Just maybe he’s there. No, he’s not here either. Wait Kali, we didn’t look inside the garbage can. I don’t know what he’d be doing in there but we looked under the sink, on top of the washer and dryer….this is the last place.OMC!! He’s in here Kali and he looks hurt! NO!! MEW MEW MEW! Relax Kali, we’ll help him. How Shoko…he doesn’t eat, drink or anything?
I’ll bring him out Kali and then we’ll figure out what to do. Heths kill ething. What? He kills things? Wot ha winnit….He won? Wait till you put him down Shoko….I can’t understand you.Splat! Sorry Elfin. Kali can you lick the blood off Elfin and mom we’ll need you to see if there are any serious injuries. Got the blood off Shoko. Mom says somebody left teeth marks in his chest but otherwise he’s ok. Kali, let’s put him in his sleeping drawer and hope he’ll come out next year. I’ll take him Shoko.There you go Elfin. Hope you feel better soon.
1. My guiding word for 2017 is….. FRIENDS. FRIENDS MAKE EVERYTHING EASIER. THE MOUNTAIN BECOMES A MOLE HILL WITH A FRIEND BY YOUR SIDE.
2. RODENT ROOTER’S CLASS OF 2011 IS HAVING A…..class reunion. I GRADUATED IN 2011 BUT THINK THEY PROVIDED A SECOND RATE COURSE SO I WILL NOT ATTEND THE CLASS REUNION. I STILL HAVE TROUBLE CATCHING A MOUSE. SEE I LOST THE MOUSE IN THIS PICTURE AND I HUNTED A VERY LONG TIME FOR THAT SUCKER. 3. Truth be told I am superstitious about ….. ANYTHING NEW . IT TOOK ME 2 WEEKS TO GET USED TO MY FOUNTAIN AND NOW I ADORE IT.
4. Lately, I have been…..RATHER INACTIVE.
There you have it our fill-ins for the week. Thank you ladies for such nifty blanks.
May you be the swatter instead of the fly. MOL
We must Leave a Purr for Jamieson Day. This little fellow left us far too soon but put up a gallant fight for his life.
Did I ever tell you about the power of the Mountain Ash Tree? I didn’t! Well , grab a nip tea, pull up a blankie, listen and learn my friends. Comfy, good. How bout you Shoko?What do you know about the Mountain Ash? Not a heck of a lot Kali but mom said it was going to be a bad winter according to the Mountain Ash. What about the Mountain Ash made her think it was going to be a bad winter? The berries. There are like tons of red berries on it. I wonder how peeps found out the more berries on the Mountain Ash, the harder the winter?There is an Objibwa legend that explains how the berries came to be in the Mountain Ash tree.
Before Canada had a name, a severe and terrible winter set in. The temperatures plummeted to many degrees below freezing. There were huge drifts of snow wherever one looked.
While in search of food Indian hunters became terrified when they came across hundreds of dead birds and small animals. The Indians offered prayers to the Great Manitou.
The Great Spirit instructed them to take one drop of blood from each dead bird and small animal and smear it on the tree that meant life or death to their people. The Mountain Ash was the tree the bows and arrows were made from so they smeared the blood on the Mountain Ash as instructed by Manitou. The following morning the Mountain Ash bore thousands of berries. The birds and small animals that had survived were perched on the branches eating the life giving food.
The Indians gave thanks to the Great Manitou who in turn promised that whenever a cold winter was approaching again, he would cover these trees with food.