What a beautiful day. Hey mom, are you weeding….good, the garden was a disgrace. I’ll roll in this freshly weeded area.
Oh, that feels so good to feel the dirt rub against my furs. Mom isn’t looking, is she? I think I’ll stretch out again. MOL
I could do this all day but here comes mom so *mum’s the word.* No I haven’t been rolling in the dirt, Who made those rolling marks? That was Shoko, she came over here rolled in the dirt and then left. Um…the dirt on my back? Gee, I think dad threw it at me and it stuck. I get the feeling you don’t believe me mom.
No way did I need a sponge bath! How rude of you mom! I cleaned myself earlier today. Although I do look fluffier and there are no more dirty marks all over me bod.
Ahhh….that brush feels so good. Keep it up mom.
Don’t tell mom but the brushing almost makes it worthwhile to have a sponge bath….purrrrr
My stars…mom says its time to plant some transplants already. It’s not even the 24th of May yet. We usually plant on our Canadian national holiday of the Queen’s birthday, Not this queen, but Queen Victoria. I don’t really know why we celebrate her cause this queen has a birthday too and she’s still going strong at 90. I digress…the weather has been very warm here. Mom’s thoughts have turned to planting time. So everybody in the household has padded out to the garden and done some work. Dad rototilled the soon to be planted veggie garden. Mom will soon sit in the soil and plant the seeds. I will help her by digging out the rows. Kali will lie on the air mattress mom uses.
The water in the saucer is for the kitties that wander over here and are thirsty after partaking of the Nip. The stones in the saucer are places for the bees to have a drink. I try not to grab any flies taking the water…I usually am busy with my watering chores and don’t see them.
Kali is supervising the work dad and mom are doing but she doesn’t want to get her paws dirty.
Mom decided we needed a break so we took a walk in the Lane.
I looked both ways before I stepped into the Lane. There could be some weird kitty or, heaven forbid, a dog in the Lane. All was clear.
Cow Kitty is that you here at the cwappy house?
It is you! What a great place to lay, in the cool long grass.
Cow Kitty looks like we woke him. MOL Let’s take Cow Kitty and go home Shoks…there is more to do in the backyard. Ok, mom let’s go. C’mon Cow Kitty, the dirt is calling us!
The day started off just right. Mom,Kali and I staggered into the kitchen for our brekkie. We were just as sleepy as mom as she opened our Fancy Feast and then sat down to have her tea. Yum…beef flavoured, my favourite. Kali gobbled down hers and politely waited for me to leave so she could chow down on the rest of mine. She was so nice and didn’t push me outta the way. I left her more than I normally would, just to say ,”thanks for not being so pushy sis.”
Mom then put my favourite dvd on and I watched the colourful birds for quite awhile. It suddenly occurred to me that I don’t normally get this kind of treatment…what gives? Hmmm…I know this is leading up to something.
I then cuddled down in my basket to join Kali in a well deserved nap. All of sudden this weird sound scared me. You will not believe what I saw my friends. It was only the biggest rat in history!
I was shocked by mom’s reaction. She just stood and laughed! You wait and see who’s laughin’ when that rat dude goes pooh on the floor, mother!
This huge garbage picker was fast as lightening and ran around the livingroom without even breathing hard. Then he disappeared.
I looked everywhere but no sign of the dirty rat. So I settled down, once again.
Mom opened the sliding glass door and I smelled Cow Kitty. Cow Kitty never meows out loud just moves his mouth…forming the words. He ran in and played with his cheese and mice and then the rat came out from hiding. I decided to pretend I heard nothing and was fast asleep.
Cow Kitty wasn’t the least bit afraid of the cwappy rat. Mom is sorry if the picture is a little fuzzy but Cow Kitty is one active guy.
There was a whacky and a crashy and Cow Kitty threw the rat over to our crunchies…the dang rat was going to eat our food. Mom quickly scooped the rat up and he disappeared. Cow Kitty left soon after and we could finally drift into a peaceful dream world.
Mom and I were hangin’ in the house when mom decided we should grab some fresh night air. OK mom, I’m up for a frolic outside.
Mom and me packed up our selves and sat out on the deck. It was a warm evening…well for us it was warm. Mom was clad in her dressing gown…..the warm one. Cuppatea in hand she sat on our swinging bench. I sat beside her and mom was talkin’ away in that constant hum she reserves for chattering when meowing back is not required. In other words she was in her own little world. Pretty soon along came Cow Kitty/Felix and he was throwing something up in the air and generally having a jolly good time.
Mom said he looked just the way I do when I have a mouse……..
Then mom frantically called dad. He hurried to the back door and mom explained that Cow Kitty/Felix had what looks like a mouse. Dad watched Cow Kitty and agreed. Mom asked him to go take the mouse away from Cow Kitty as he could get sick or catch something. To which dad replied,”Eww, what makes you think I want to take a dirty, bug infested mouse away from Cow Kitty anymore than you do?” To which mom was speechless! This doesn’t happen often so dad was enjoying his victory but I guess it was the look on mom’s face that made dad reconsider and go after Cow Kitty and the mouse. Soon dad came back to the deck laughing and showed mom the mouse. Seems I took my mousie outside for some fresh air and forgot about it.