Where’s dad…it’s his day. What did you get him Shoko? Were we suppose to get him something? He doesn’t like chewing on your mouse or a straw. He just drinks through the straw…he looks like a dork when he does that. I guess his mom never showed him how to play with it. This mouse moves when I hit his bum. MOL
Mom says she will make dad a special supper so we don’t have to share our toys. Woo hoo, we’re off the hook.
This is also Selfie day at The Cat On My Head blog. Click on the blog host name and visit your lovely friends acting their best for the selfie. I had to set the timer on the selfie for this one. I did fall sound asleep.
Hope everyone has a special Father’s Day. If you have no father…..celebrate anyway. Thank your friends for being there for you and have a special time playing.
I have a great idea for this weeks selfie, mom. I’ll sit on your lap and snap my selfie, Easy peasy,,,you’re sleazy! What a remarkable neck I have! Tsk…my collar appears a bit on the dirty side…must’ve rolled on it too much. It needs washing, mom. *hint* *hint*
What a distinguished face. Bright blue eyes and loose hairs stuck on my nose. Maybe this was a bit too close. I have no ears either. This is not so easy after all. I look like I’m contemplating the meaning of life….like the Mona Lisa. I did a little better this time…I have one ear. I won’t try this way of doing a selfie again.
Do drop by The Cat On My Head and view your buddies or better yet pose yourself and show us how the pros do it.
It’s Mother’s Day and also Selfie Sunday blog hop with our host The Cat on My Head. You want me to do a selfie now….LIKE RIGHT NOW! Do you see, I climbed the arbor even with my out of shape bod. MOL I climbed up the lattice like steps.
Kali and I got mom some lovely flowers for Mother’s Day. Dad picked them up for us. We sold some of our furs on ebay. There was a big demand for Kali’s fur but not mine. I was hurt. Nobody seemed to want my two toned fur. Turns out Kali did very well and paid for most of the flowers herself. She even has lots of fur left.
Everyone take a gander at your friends posing for their selfies. Simply click on The Cat On My Head and you will be swept to their house.
April is our turn to host the Shopping Around The World for Piglove. Simply put The Canadian Cat’s URL in your post with your favourite seafood dish. Piglove’s URL would be nice to include too.
Hey Kali how’s the ole gal doing? She’s OK….she’s watching and talking to the TV. The talking to the TV tells me she’s getting better. What happened anyway Shoko…do you know? Well, listening to dad and mom yak about her knee, it seems when they went to Omaha Beach after meeting up with Phenny and his mom and dad, mom fell down. Really!! Good ole mom, when in doubt, have a bath….sorry, that’s for us not mom. For mom it would be….MAKE A TURKEY OF YOURSELF!
This picture was taken moments before mom stood up, heard a crack and fell on her face. Da Phenny knew it was coming and wanted to get out of there fast so is dragging his mom behind him. MOL.
When they got to London they caught a virus….both of them. This knocked them so low that they could barely be seen on our cat radar, but I get ahead of myself as all of the residents at the house in Normandy were involved in fixing our recipe of the month for Shopping Around The World.
We peek in at the activities In the house in Normandy that day.
Seems mom was the bossy dudette for our recipe of Fish Cakes made with salmon. She says supervisor, we say bossy.
1 tin Sockeye Salmon….150 grams $5.25 in Canadian Dollars
1 onion…. 1.29 euro a pound , $ 1.38
8 small potatoes……very small…1.99 for a kilo, $$ 2.13 euro
some butter….in cupboard
A true international dinner.
1/ Dice onion but not too small. Throw a teaspoon of butter in frying pan to brown onion. Put onion in frying pan and cook at medium-high…stirring frequently or your onion will be black as my face. MOL
2/ While the onion is browning, cut up the potatoes and boil them in a pot.
The potatoes are boiling and the onion is sautéing as demonstrated by our model Broomhilda Brush, a charming woman.
With your other hand chunk up the sockeye salmon after you have removed the juice and given it to the pet at your elbow. As you see, aforementioned pet is helping Broomhilda get the salmon juice out of the can and telling us to flake off, it’s his juice.
3/ The potatoes are done so smash them like this foreign resident of the house.
5/ Add salt and pepper to taste and about 1 tablespoon breadcrumbs.
6/ Combine smashed potatoes, browned onions. salt, pepper, breadcrumbs and of course the salmon in bowl. Mix with hands. It tastes better this way.
7/ Make patties with your hands. Put 2 tablespoons butter in frying pan and turn the temperature to high. Watch constantly. Don’t forget to place the patties in pan. After about 5 minutes turn the cakes over and do the same on the other side. You want to brown them on either side….not burn them. DONE! These are some scrumptious looking fish cakes. Mmmm…perhaps some more potatoes would be wise next time.
A wonderful meal that we all had part in making. What? Mr. Brush didn’t do anything? Oh yes he did! Mr. Brush appears to have eaten a little more than the chair could hack. The chair broke but Phenny was there to the rescue, moving so fast he’s a blur.
Thank you for joining us for April’s Seafood Recipe. From all of us: Mr. and Mrs. Brush, dad, mom and Da Phenny we bid you a fun and happy day.
It is also Sunday Selfie Day with The Cat On My Head blog. Well, we just couldn’t miss another Selfie Day so I took it upon myself to show one and all the beret mom brought me back from Paris for me. Kali got one that is exactly the same. Where’s the French treats mom….trade ya the beret for the goodies. MOL Am I not one sophisticated kitty? I asked for a green beret but mom didn’t think I deserve a green one. I tell you…I’m not so sure about that woman.
Please stop by The Cat On My Head and view our friends trying to show their best side. It’s a riot. Mom this was a long blog. I’m bone tired but a little peckish. Are there any treats in the big Paris bag? There are? What do ya mean I have to share them with Kali. What did she do? Oh alright if I HAVE to.
Sis you were the artsy model yesterday so I will do a selfie. Of whom? Whom do you think?! Really some kitties get cabin fever so quickly these days. In my time we had to stay in for months when it snowed….the weather was that bad. Gee….it looks like the greenhouse is tilted or maybe the snow is uneven. Shiver me timbers….it’s cold out there! You’re a wimp Shoko. Well dang, I’ll be a warm wimp.
The Cat On My Head is having is showing animal buddies from Blogville and I am representing us. I’m holding the grocery bag down so mom can put it away. I have a small button under the bag and I stepped on it too early….this is why you are not seeing my beautiful blue eyes but the top of my head. Go visit your ani-buddies by clicking on the blog hog name.
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