Sunday is selfie day and The Cat On My Head is once again hosting Sunday Selfie which is a blog hop so hop over there to put your selfie in the blog hop or just laugh…peer at your buds.
Ahh…A lazy Sunday afternoon…feels good to scratch and stretch. What’s that noise on the front porch. Hey you….ya, you furry face. What are you doing on my porch?
Sorry sir but this house looks familiar. Of course its familiar, you pass it everyday and don’t call me sir….I’m a lady cat. Really, I never knew that. Do I live here?
For a shrew’s sake….no way! Do I look like someone you live with? Not really….you would scare me. I’m not scary just emphatic. Geesh….make me feel guilty why don’t you?
You live beside this house. You have no brothers or sisters. Go look at the house next door and it will look very familiar. Thank you sir….I mean madam…um… female kitty. Just get off the porch and go home. Gotcha! Bye!
Who’s ever heard of a cat forgetting where she lives? She’s a kook.
Mom and dad flew into London on rails and walked 87 miles from the Eurostar into St. Pancras Station. Then out the other side to the main exit. Dad rushed on ahead of mom…cause she was walking like she was dragging a moose behind her. Mom finally made it to the exit and guess who greeted her? It was Princess Leah, and her mom and dad. Our dad was there too. How exciting Shoko. They all went for tea in St. Pancras Station. I think mom was stunned as she didn’t seem to take many pictures. Here is Princess Leah’s mom, Julie and her dad, Mike. Her Royal Highness is trying to get at the Canada Goose Shoko and I stuck in mom’s suitcase for Leah. Mom said she enjoyed a relaxing cuppa with Leah and her parents. She could have stayed and enjoyed their company for several more hours but it was time to get to the hotel. Take a look at Princess Leah’s Blog and see more pictures of our meeting.
Now St. Pancras Station is an old castle like building. It is beautiful beyond compare. Any repairs to the old structure are kept in the same style. Mom and dad caught a taxi to their hotel…The Tavistock. It wasn’t far but these two decided they didn’t need to struggle down the sidewalk with their suitcases. Our travellers woke in Normandy and now they were in London. To say they were tired was an understatement.
The next day found mom and dad deciding to walk about their area around the Tavistock Hotel. Mom and dad liked the quaint shops along the street. The Post Box was so shiny and new looking. Where the ones in Prince George look like they had a fight with a woofie and lost. MOL….mom is in her glory looking for different spices and concoctions than in Canada.
The next place to find was Lady Dinah’s Cat Emporium. A bit of a challenge for our wanderers.
I won’t show you all the areas they wandered in and out but Chinatown and Coventry Gardens were two of the districts.
They found Lady Dinah’s Cat Emporium just as dad was starting to say they had come the wrong way while he was pushing mom on her walker. They both were so excited they forgot to take a picture.
Inside was a small cat heaven. There were cats sleeping…of course. Cats watching the pigeons and greeter cats showing us around. Shoko would be crazy over these stairs….dropping on me from above. Look at these caves for the cats. They look like they’re in the wild forests of Africa. What a hoot.
A most satisfying visit to their first cat café.
I saw you staring under the shed today, Shoko. Is there a furry under there? Naw, I just wanted mom to think there was some activity under there so she’d tell dad and he’d be out looking for a lost furry. That’s exactly what happened. I mewed and mewed until my throat was sore as dad examined the hole under the shed.
Girls, I’m going to wrap presents so you two stay out here and amuse yourselves. Well, I’m going to sniff presents. Oh man Shoko, this will drive you wild. I smell lots of nip. I’m getting giddy….MOL Let me have a sniff, Kali. Wowzers!!
That ornament is crocked……no I’m crocked and the ornament is crooked. That is dang good nip, Kali.
Alright, whose been biting the unwrapped presents! Shoko!! Cheez it da law. Let’s make ourselves scarce Kali. What do you get when you cross a chick with an alley cat?
A peeping tom. Mol…I like it Shoko. mew, mew. Geez Kali, you really are out of it….that was some strong nip.
It’s time for The Cat on my Head’s Sunday Selfie. Come join us at posing or just come at peek at us on The Cat On My Head.
Shoko and I mewed it over and she said I could pose for this Sunday’s selfie. She seems to be awfully giving for Shoko. Hope she feels ok.
I took this selfie while helping mom decorate the tree. I didn’t like how the ornament was hanging and was trying to get her to understand. No mom over to the right. Not on the same branch as the reindeer, further over. Oh to have thumbs! There…too far…you got it…leave it…..step away from the tree mom.
We have had unusually freezing weather for two weeks now and problems are starting to happen. The Nechako River has started to freeze in parts and form a barrier causing the river to flow its banks. Fortunately, the river is only flowing through a favourite hiking park, Cottonwood Park. As of today peeps houses are safe but emergency measures have been implemented. This park is where mom discovered the joys of white cranberries. She picked a bucket of them, (they are teeny), brought them home and made cranberry sauce. She insisted that dad and her eat the cranberry sauce in spite of it needing a load of sweetness. None was added…just a touch. Dad kept declining any chicken if it came with the premature cranberries. I think dad had a party when they were finally gone. MOL
Piglove and Gentlestitches are hosting this reading of a story. We intend to do a book review also. We read many cat books because of our story time every night, some are good and some are alright. There are very few books out there that we do not like at least some part of the story. However, books written from the cat’s perspective have a special place in our hearts. The following book employs this technique with great success. The book we are reviewing is called, “Black Cat and The Accidental Angel” written by Elaine Faber. This book is the third and as yet the final book in the series. From the moment we started reading……we were hooked. The story begins where the previous story, “Black Cat and The Lethal Lawyer” leaves off. Thumper and his family are heading home from their visit in Texas. They are not far from home when suddenly, the SUV is in an accident and the carrier with the cats in it is thrown from the vehicle, landing in an awkward place that is impossible for the family to find. The adventure begins as Angel and Thumper try to find their way home. One massive problem exists, Thumper has lost his memory and doesn’t even know who the cat is with him.
These two cats have many adventures while attempting to walk home. Mom laughed, sniffled and down right cried. She got that attached to the kitties and their struggles. The plot twists kept her reading when she normally would quit for the night. The ending came way too quickly for us. So in short, I would say if you want a boring book to read so you can fall asleep quickly, don’t get, “Black Cat and the Accidental Angel.” However, if you want an excellent read with cats that are real to life, DO buy, “Black Cat and the Accidental Angel.” The only thing left for us to do is get Elaine Faber to write a fourth book in the, “Black Cat” series. MOL
The author forwarded pictures of the cats that were her muses for Thumper and Angel. I thought you would be as delighted to see them as we were.
These precious kitties live with the author and happily share their lives.
Now, without further adieu mom is going to read part of the first chapter of, “Black Cat and The Accidental Angel” on video. Please excuse her feet as she was relaxing and laying back.
Mom only read a portion of the first chapter. To see how the story goes, you’ll just have to get the book.
Hope you’ve enjoyed peeking in our bedroom…we enjoyed the company. Ya all come back now…..ya hear. MOL
What a wonderful Crisp Mouse. We are so lucky to have such great friends. Mom and dad were excellent at interpreting our signals for what we craved the most of all.
Christmas morning found us all ready to dive into the prezzies whether they were ours or not. Dad kyboshed that idea smartly and gave us our first present each. We looked so organized and well…. you know, Dudley do right. Then mom said oh what did Shoko get from her Secret Santa?….. and I was there like a shot.
Turns out my Secret Santa was Pete Hartley, Co-Patrol Leader of The ThunderCats Den in Cat Scouts. He sent us a gorgeous feather wand….I’ve never seen so many feathers all in one place. Thank you Pete H. I love it. Here is Kali digging into some nip from the Rockies. This was sent by mom’s brother and wife and their kitties. Uncle John lives right smack dab in the mountains and the soil produces thee BESTEST nip EVER. Thanks Uncle and Aunty. Mom decided to open one of her presents also. Hurry up….I’m dying to know what it is. Carol Burnett dvd’s…um well,that’s nice. You can take them for your IV Treatments, put earplugs in, and sit there and laugh. Peeps will think you’re nuts! hahaha This is our box from Einstein and Buddy Of Timmy’s Commentary and family. You know, I’ve never seen a roll of dehydrated chicky boobs in my WHOLE life but these guys found one and sent it to us. We’re fixed for chicky boobs for a year. Wow. We each got a personalized card from our honeys, a crinkle ball…I never saw one of those either, some nip, a kicker and so many things from these wonderful mancats. Notice the black kicker Bacon from Piglove sent us. It’s unbelievable. You can’t realy see the Friskies in a box shaped like a cat head from Easy but they’re in mom’s mess.
Mom, Kali and I thank all the furfriends that sent Christmas Cards and we have attempted to make a slide show….don’t laugh….we tried.
What a fun and filling day. The turkey was scrumptious.