Wasn’t Valentines Day fun Kali. It was a super relaxing day. That’s right, you had a spa day. Tell us about it Kali. The day started off warm and cozy. It was 10 above today. After we had breakkie and a quick walk about on the deck….there is still lots of snow. I headed for the spa area in mom’s bedroom. There I sat in the hot tub that blows steam on my face to smooth and cleanse my snow white furs. I didn’t want to disturb mom and dad so I had my earphones in while listening to Andy Williams singing, “Moon River.” What a lovely song. I was mellowing and mewing along when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I mewed for Shoko to go away……still the tapping got more intense. Soon the taps were hurting. I popped out my cuke slices and my eyes grew huge as loonies…..there sitting beside the tub was Cow Kitty. I growled in no uncertain terms to get his skinny spotted butt outta my bathroom and don’t ever come back. But…..but..Take your butt, butt outta this room. I am very sorry Miss Kali but I must leave soon and I wanted to play with your favourite mouse but thought I should ask first. Can I play with it? Oh my, I feel like the cat that ate the canary….very guilty. satisfied inside but guilty. Cow Kitty it is wrong to run into a ladies bedroom for any reason….knock next time and wait to be let in. Of, course you can play with my mouse….that was very nice to ask. Woo hoo, thanks Miss Kali. I won’t bother you again……well today.
How was your spa Kali? Well aside from Cow Kitty barging it, it was exhilarating. You know Shoko I believe Cow Kitty is becoming more of a gentleman. So he asked to borrow your mouse? He sure did. I was impressed. That was kind of him to ask, here is the rest of your mouse. Oh dear…..it has no fur anymore! The hazards of lending your toys to boy cats, I guess. So let’s see your manicure Kali. They’re mauve Kali! They are very pretty. Thanks Shoko. I worked hard to get just the right sheen.
Let’s show our friends Einey and Buddy’s Valentine cards to us.
Mom is going to have her mouse protein IV today at the hospital and she is always wiped afterward so she’ll be back with you on-line when she is with it again, You think she’ll want to run around on the floor so we can chase her Kali? What a riot that would be…we could run all over her.
What do you get if you try to cross a mouse with a skunk?
Dirty looks from the mouse! MOL
C’mon mom let’s go into the basement. No, NO…I don’t need the granny tiger vest. I become as slow as a granny kitty. Cwap! If you insist. You have to catch me first…woohoo. Cwap! Kali, you lost too much weight….mom found me. It couldn’t be the bright orange tiger vest on your back that gave you away, is it? Alright, alright, I’ll go downstairs…where’s the treats first. Yuck…bewaa …..where are the tasty ones that our friends gave us? I see them!! Get ready, here I come.
Mmmmm…these are the yummy treats. Let’s keep going mom. Thanks mom…they taste way better than the cwappy ones that are good for me.
Oh look, dad hid your wagon down here. We have to get some water proving on it before Spring. Will we grow vegetables in here or flowers? A sweet potato vine crawling up the handle would be so cool, as long as Cow Kitty doesn’t climb it.
See the dead bodies to your left. Those are our outside animals hibernating till Spring. Had ya going, didn’t I?
Meanwhile up on the Poop Deck. Awww…feels so good to stretch out on a soft bed. What the….Cow Kitty get out of my bedroom! How rude!! I’m not prepared for visitors. *Cow Kitty slides across the floor in his haste to leave the bedroom.*
Here I’m protected and it feels so good to roll around in the tunnel.
Cow Kitty…oh Cow Kitty, where are you? I haven’t finished telling you off. Shh…don’t let her know I’m here. Mancats!! For nips sake. I swear not a lick of thinking just doing on his part. MOL
Have a great Thursday my friends.
Today is Flyday and our hosts 15 and Meowing and McGuffy’s Reader have presented us with four new fill-ins.
1. I wish …..MY HISSING…..would bring back THE UNSMELLY SHOKO. THIS SHOKO ALWAYS SMELLS LIKE MEDICINE. YUCKY!!
2. An act of kindness that I do often is…… CLEAN UP SCRAPS MOM HAS SPILLED ON THE KITCHEN FLOOR. THAT WAY SHE DOESN’T HAVE TO GET THE BROOM OUT AND SWEEP THE FLOOR.
Are we going to unpack…finally? Yippee…treats.
Mom, did you watch us while you were gone…….I know you’re not all seeing but did you put a camera in the bedroom? You didn’t? Then what was the green light that showed on the bottom of the TV. Yeah, Judy did put my favourite dvd of birds on TV….so? Yes, it was very kind of her…..no one else ever thought of it. Oh, so CK was right. The light was on because the TV was on. I never noticed before.
I’m sure glad you weren’t peeping at us and trusted us. Of course, we were remarkably good. Didn’t Judy tell you…we helped her. She stayed for about an hour and read her mail so I got on the desk and sat in front of the monitor so she had to twist about to see the e-mails. Good exercise.
Now, about that kitty smell on your t-shirt. What gives? Haven’t we given you everything you ever wanted in a kitty? We do so much to help you and this is what you do, run off and cuddle with strangers. It was someone I know? You gotta be kidding me, mom! You were mewing with Nellie, the queen of us cats from hell. What’s she like up close and personal? Did she like you? Oh my catnip….it’s hard to believe. Did you bow? Of course you didn’t or you’d be rolling around on the floor still. A curtsey would have been nice.
She’s beautiful and so small! Just like me…ok, ok, way smaller than me. Goes to show ya, size doesn’t matter. She is my idol mom so I won’t give ya a bad time. Look, Nellie and her mom and there is Cinnamon…out of focus…MOL What a Royal family with Nellie to guide them?
Nellie’s hugging you!! Were you excited? Looks like Nellie gave us a bag of stuffs….let’s see it mom. I still can’t believe you saw my mentor. Wow,…you say they are Nellie approved. She put her paw print to them. They are so unique with a certain relaxing sniff about them. Nellie’s mom made them? How come you’re not that talented mom? Yeah I know you made a rabbit for cats in 1980 but that was a long time ago. I want the octakitty with the tail…no, wait, the thing with feelers looks enticing.
What a wonderful day. Bacon, from Piglove has shown mom and dad’s second day in Georgia with Bacon’s mom and dad. Simply click on Piglove and join mom and dad having more fun.
When we last left Shoko she was shattered by the knowledge she has grey furs at the base of her tail. We tune in today to find Einstein’s reaction to Shoko’s devastating news about getting old. Kali on the other paw is rather enjoying Shoko’s turmoil. Payback time for all those sneak attacks and stolen treats.
What else could I do to cover my grey, Kali…something that’s cheap. I don’t have the money for a dye for just 2 inches on my tail. I know mom wouldn’t agree with it. Well, there is one other option that won’t cost anything. What is it Kali? Mom has felt pens for labelling food. I’ll bet she’d lend you her black one. Not a bad idea Kali. Mom would have to colour me….she has thumbs….we don’t. Mom can you colour me with your felt pen and cover the grey? Do you think this is such a good idea? What will happen when you go out in the snow or when your sister slops water on the floor and you decide to sit down? Cwap! I never thought of that. I guess the black would change the snow’s colour and make a black mark on the floor. It’s rude to laugh at my problem Kali! I can’t help it Shoko, you’re such a drama queen….jeepers! You know Einstein…….just talk to him and tell him about the grey furs. I’ll bet ya tonight’s dehydrated chicky treats he understands. I guess I have no choice. *sigh* I had mom write to Einstein and I was so worried but I received his e-mail so fast, I couldn’t believe it. This is the gist of the e-mail :
Some flat scouts from Cat Scouts came to visit us and dudes we had a houseful. They were the perfect guests. Not one of them threw kitty litter around the bathroom. No one hacked up a furball either. Mom was impressed. We had Fing Feiko/King Meiko’s alter ego from Texas, Tristy from California from the blog Christie Paws, Izzy from Oklahoma from the blog Dezi World. Our last visitor is Fete/Pete’s alter ego from Tennessee.
I made sure that all the flats went to the kitty litter and had some noms and water before getting in the car for their road trip. Mom and dad rounded up the flats and placed them in the back seat together. Not one of the flats sang out in protest but they were meowing to each other in excited voices. Kali and I waved to the flats as they left.
The Huble Homestead is only 40 km ( 25 miles) north of Prince George but you are in total wilderness as soon as you pass the city limits.
I am Foko. I am Shoko’s flat scout. I will be the guide for our visit. We all sat back and enjoyed the fresh air and before we knew it, we were at the Huble Homestead. This Homestead consisted of a general store, blacksmith shop, stable,a couple of log houses and the old homestead itself. Huble Homestead was built along the Fraser River for easy transportation by paddle wheel. Travel by land was far too difficult as there were only trails to follow with pack horses and all the supplies needed for a long journey from the Vancouver area.
Some wise words from our host and we were on our way.
We all had to show off the old fashioned loom and have a rest. Your wondering where Fete alias Pete went as he’s not in the photo? Fete was overly interested in the chick-hens. He muttered something about his sister and chick-hens.
We didn’t get very far and Fete fell in a hole. We all had to gather around and see if he was ok. He was fine just gawking around too much. We all had a good meow and then ran on to catch up with mom and dad.
This is an old fashioned press that was used for flattening beaver pelts for easy storage.
Mom had a pair of Polar cleats as did dad but they were pretty hard to fit over one’s boots or runners and then you must take them off each time you come in or you’ll have cleat holes in your floor. Guess how mom found out!
The next stop on our outing was a small cabin that was actually the Blacksmith’s cabin.
Now this is really working from home.
This is the actual Huble House. These folks must have been well off because even the house is whitewashed and they had a kitchen not just a wood stove. The kitchen is separate from the house and there is a doorway that leads right to the table.
Notice the door to the kitchen behind the table.
We sat on the cold wood stove in the office of the homestead for our picture.
Talk about narrow staircases…whew…you can’t afford to be fat in the old days.
The last place we saw on our way out of the homestead area was the place where the meat was kept to keep it away from wild animals such as bears.
A pleasant way to spend the afternoon. We all jumped in the car and headed for Prince George. Before long we were at the outskirts. There you are a little slice of history from northern British Columbia.