We are joining 15 and Meowing and McGuffy’s Reader for their Friday Fill_ins this week. Ellen says she figures out the first 2 sentences and Annie from McGuffy’s Reader did the last 2 sentences. So we will divide the sentences up between Kali and I. Kali will mesmerize you with the first 2 sentences. I will finish it up with the last 2 sentences.
1. My guiding word for 2018 is ….HEAT….TURN UP THE HEAT…..78F IS DOABLE, NOT GREAT BUT MANAGEABLE.
2. A house is not a home without …..WARMTH. WHO WANTS TO SHIVER WHILE THEY WALK ABOUT THE HOUSE. SUMMER WEATHER INSIDE WOULD BE NICE. WHILE YOU’RE AT IT, LET’S SEE SOME SUNNY SPOTS.
3. I look forward to…..GARDENING….. this year. MOM
SAYS WE’RE GOING TO PUT LOTS OF FERTILIZER INTO THE SOIL AND THEN DAD WILL ROTOTILL THE GOOD STUFF THROUGHOUT THE GARDEN.
4. I really need to …..ROLL IN SOME FRESH GROWING NIP….., because…..I’VE LOST THAT FRESH CANADIAN SMELL OF NIP AND A COOL BREEZE ON MY FURS.
There you have it, our views on the sentences provided.
The garden has been grown’ something awesome in the last couple of weeks. This is how the flower garden looked at the end of winter. Disgusting isn’t it? We had very little snow and very, very cold weather. We lost almost all our perennials. What are those blue patches you ask? They are piles of fertilizer to kill the weed called Horse’s Mane. This weed has elastic roots and if you grab it to pull it out….the spores disperse throughout the garden. Each spore starts a new Horse’s Mane.
It is easy to see where the weed is dying from the fertilizer. One must have patience as the dying must happen underground too. So we have patches of dead Horse’s Mane lying all over the garden. The girls are not interested.
The flower garden is small but the perennials will grow and be much bigger next year.
Our squash patch was much the same…nekked!
Kinda depressing work, when I look at it now. We even lost all our strawberries. Such a pile of work.
There are still many vacant areas and the plants are slow….especially the cucumbers.
This is the veggie garden in June before the hot weather.
I toiled all day in the veggie garden. Only coming in for naps and food. I worked my paws to the bone. I think it was worth it.
Mom is having cauliflower and beet greens from my veggie garden.
Hi Cow Kitty, quite the amount of nip plants this year. I count 4 but they’re rather squished now. MOL
What’s that Cow Kitty doing, Shoks? It’s ok, Kali. Cow Kitty is havin’ some nip but there’s 4 plants out there. We won’t run out.
Well, there’s our garden so far. The best patch is the veggie garden if I don’t say so myself. MOL
As they say sometimes you’re the seed, sometimes you’re the dirt. Hope tomorrow is a seed kind of day.
The weekend again…they sure come fast. That’s cause we don’t work Shoko. I do too work…who do you think is keeping the garden up? It’s not the Tooth Fairy. It’s me…think of all the tending I do and then come in and collapse. Naturally mom wants to play cause she’s been in the house puttering about or playing with the plants outside but not me….I have been slugging it out giving my all to make sure the veggies are coming ahead. Notice, I’m losing weight from all this running about excavating and spreading fertilizer.
Goings on in the Lane are about the same. The mud puddles are gone. Replaced with dust. Cow Kitty is still pressing his luck and I’m still giving him meowing hell-o.
It’s Athena Cat Goddess Wise Kitty’s artsy Caturday. Unfortunately Athena has computer problems and will not be hosting the Artsy Fartsy pictures this week but here’s our offering anyway.
Seems Athena fixed her puter problems and the Artsy Caturday photo line up is on again. Geesh! That didn’t take long to fix.
Here is our attempt for this week. Mom applied an ice border and then in Art she applied abstract. There I am!!
We have been busy planting veggie seeds and generally doing all things to do with the garden, such as planting transplants with fertilizer and bone meal. Bone meal gives these wee guys strong roots and it smells divine…at least to us kitties.
This stinks!! But I like it…purrrr
We were minding our own business last Thursday and a young cat came up and talked at, not just me but mom too. Mom, of course told this young male how handsome he was. His smokey grey fur was not knotted, teeth clean, ears clean, he was very friendly and not afraid of humans. He stayed and stayed. When mom and I went inside the grey floofy cat came with us. Of all the nerve, he jumped in my toy box and stuck his head into my toys. Mom thought it was cute. I sure didn’t and neither did dad. Dad took this young boy outside and put him on the deck. I gotta admit the young guy was a looker. I wouldn’t tell him that and practiced my pathetic hiss. Kali got into the act and really hissed at him. Her hiss made him think twice.
We all went to bed and guess who was waiting for us in the morning….you got it….young grey cat was sitting on the rug outside. Mom always has a big bowl of water on the deck for cats that come for nip and get thirsty. This wee guy was hungry….you could tell by his cry. Mom fed him and he gobbled it down. Mom was starting to think he had been dumped in our Lane. There was no collar or ID of any kind. Mom decided to leave him for another day and see if anyone was calling for him. Dad was talking with this wee guy too. Mom heard him say, “I think I’ll call you George.” This signalled to mom that they were starting to get attached. Me? No, I wasn’t getting attached. I wanted this guy gone! He was obnoxious in his playfulness. Whenever I turned around, he was running at me….I know now he just wanted to play but at the time I thought he was coming after me. The good news…my hisser is stronger from using it more.
The next day was Saturday and our wee friend was still here so mom fed him when she fed us. He gobbled it down again…a hungry lad. Mom decided it was time to call the SPCA and they answered mom’s questions. They are a “no kill” society unless the animal is nasty to humans and cannot be trained to like humans. It was Spring and their cages were full but they did have one cage free. Mom and dad took the wee lad down to the SPCA in Kali’s cage. The poor guy was scared. Mom and dad sat with him for a wee while down at the SPCA. The nice lady gave him the name Oak St.(our street) and a Pet ID#. They told mom she could call at any time to find out how he was. Mom and dad left feeling positive that Oak St. would find a forever home.